Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 797 - 26

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As the largest steel merchant in the Northern Territory, Andrew feels proud of his business.

Although he hasn't achieved his ideal of monopolizing the entire steel industry in the Northern Territory, he is currently the largest steel supplier, commanding a substantial market share.

While others in the industry are sharing his pie, it's only because his capacity can't fully meet the needs of the Northern Territory.

Whether it's high-end specialty steel or low-end ordinary iron, Andrew's steel company holds an absolute dominant position in the industry with no competitors.

This makes Andrew very satisfied, always feeling others are picking up his leftovers when looking at his peers.

Although Andrew isn't an arrogant or harsh person, such thoughts are inevitable, as they are as solid as the steel products he manufactures.

Of course, Andrew clearly understands that his achievements today wouldn't have been possible without the help of the great Lord of the North.

Or perhaps Andrew prefers to call her the Countess.

Because apart from this title, Andrew truly can't think of any words that could appropriately describe the Countess.

Andrew once considered himself more visionary and smarter than the majority of people in the world.

After all, being a successful businessman requires intelligence; those who aren't smart can't achieve great things, and vision is necessary for you to accomplish much and protect your business.

But compared to the Countess, Andrew feels like a fool.

This isn't just a description; compared to the Countess, only a few in this world can be deemed 'smart people', and this obviously excludes a moderately successful steel merchant.

After all, if Andrew were in her position, he wouldn't be sure if he has the ability to lead the Northern Territory through a cataclysmic winter crisis and transform it into its current prosperous state within a few short years.

For most people, any one of the Countess's achievements would require a lifetime to possibly rival.

Even as the steel industry giant nearing monopolization in the Northern Territory, Andrew feels he can only compare to just 1% of the Countess's achievements.

Thus, Andrew's admiration for Perfikot is absolute, and he blindly obeys the commands given by the Countess.

However, when he received Perfikot's order to at least double his steel production capacity, Andrew was bewildered, not understanding what the Countess wanted to achieve.

"I can understand expanding capacity, and I will follow the Lord's orders, but I would like to know the purpose behind it. After all, such vast amounts of steel must have a use; we can't just produce and stockpile them," Andrew asked the old butler sent by Perfikot.

Foster, facing Andrew's question, could only give a helpless expression, then sighed deeply: "Mr. Andrew, the Countess has only told me what you need to do, without explaining why.

We are merely mortals; we should not attempt to understand the thoughts of a genius.

Especially the Countess's ideas, her vision is so far-reaching that we cannot fathom it; she is like a Prophet, her foresight and wisdom have surpassed the limits of this era."

"Butler, I certainly understand the Lord's vision and extraordinary abilities, but can you at least tell me what she's ultimately planning? That way, I can better serve her plans, don't you think?" Andrew attempted to persuade the old butler, although he felt the chances were slim.

After hesitating for a moment, Foster still said to Andrew: "I'm not entirely sure what the Countess wants to do, but she obviously has a grand plan, one that is magnificent beyond anything in the world.

It's not something we mortals can comprehend, even if explained by the Countess.

Everything she does now is preparing for this plan, so the most we can do is to carry out all the tasks we can do to avoid causing trouble for her."

"Why do you say that? Did the Lord give you any hint?" Andrew looked at the old butler, his eyes full of expectant inquiry.

If the genius Countess truly has a grand plan, Andrew surely wants to be a part of it. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

This is the instinctive pursuit of a profit-seeking businessman, as well as absolute trust in the Countess; he desires to follow her lead.

Because Andrew clearly understands that even just following behind the Countess, he can achieve far greater accomplishments than anyone else, attain unparalleled success!

"The Countess did give some hints; she is very dissatisfied with the current industrial level of the Northern Territory, as if she finds the capacity too low." The old butler explained to Andrew, but didn't say much, only advised: "This is the only clear signal from the Countess; if you want to do something, enhancing your production capacity as much as possible is the best way to support her."

Hearing this from the old butler, Andrew could understand a bit more, but he was still concerned and asked: "Increasing production capacity isn't difficult, but what about handling the products after expanding capacity?

Increasing capacity doesn't simply mean building production lines; product raw material supply, sales channels, and market assurance...

I have many tasks to undertake, and I want to know how the Lord guarantees that this amplified capacity will be adequately utilized and assured, because if there's not sufficient market to absorb this capacity, it will quickly shrink."

"You need not worry about this; the Countess, having made such requests, certainly has her plan. She never does things in isolation, but incorporates all aspects into her plan, you and I should merely serve as gears, playing our roles within her plan." The old butler regarded Andrew intently without saying much, only reminding him to focus on his own tasks.

Facing this kind of statement from the old butler, Andrew could only nod in agreement without further words.

After all, he's just a steel merchant; even if Perfikot bestowed him the title of Pioneer Knight, he's still just a businessman.

Compared to the lofty Regent of the Empire, he's insignificant, so all he can do is execute Perfikot's command diligently.