"30 thousand gold coins?" Zarius asked, unable to understand just how much it was that he was being offered. He had a total of around 35 thousand gold coins provided to him for the current research he was doing.
When he completed the research and invented these echolocation devices, the sale of it would be what the sponsors would get back. It was called an investnt because there was a chance of failure with no money back for the sponsors.
And Ning wanted to nearly double his research funds. Zarius wondered if he was being toyed with and looked toward Jacob who sat in the distance and got a nod of approval from him.
Zarius took a deep breath. "Thank you for this, Sir Ning," Zarius said as he stood up and shook Ning's hand. "I promise you, I will finish this invention within the next 2 months now."
Ning smiled. "I will wait for it," he said. Zarius looked toward one of the guards and gestured sothing. The bodyguard walked forward and pulled out a briefcase he had been holding this entire ti, opening it to reveal a bunch of docunts inside.
Zarius pulled out one of the docunts and handed it to his daughter, who began writing on it. She paused at one point and looked up.
"What is your full na?" she asked.
"Is that for to sign?" Ning asked.
"Yes," the girl said. "This is a binding docunt to keep us to each other's words."
"If that is so then do not write my na in it," Ning said.
The girl frowned, putting down the pen to look at Ning. Zarius frowned as well. "Sir Ning. I thought you said you were ready to invest."
"I am," Ning said. "I simply don't want it under ."
He turned around toward the two that were sitting comfortably, with not a care in the world. "You two, co here. You have a few docunts to sign."
"What?" Jasmine asked, realizing that she had been called. "What do you want?"
Ning ignored her. "Please make 2 docunts with 15 thousand gold coins each. The sponsor in one of them will be Timothy Orstar, from City of New Tremala in Ordain kingdom."
"As for the other one, she is Jasmine from Warfort," Ning said.
The girl quickly wrote down everything she was told to write even though she was clearly surprised by the whole ordeal.
Jasmine and Tim arrived next to Ning, surprised that it was their na that was going to be attached to this investnt. "Why are you doing this?" Jasmine asked.
"Just leaving you with so earnings," Ning said. "You will need it."
The young girl Arya filled up the docunt and handed it over to the two to sign up.
Timothy and Jasmine quickly signed the docunts before sitting back on the couch.
"Do you not wish to sign at all, Sir Ning?" Zarius asked.
"No, it's alright," Ning said.
"I see. Then our task here is done, I believe. I'm sorry I cannot keep you company for long. I need to get back to work imdiately."
"Please, don't let stop you," Ning said and stood up. "But I do have a few questions that I hope you won't mind answering on your way to your workshop."
"Please ask. I will answer any question that I can," Zarius said as he stood up and began to leave. His daughter left with him.
Ning followed them.
"Your inventions are so different and so varied. Is there a reason why you co up with so many ideas from so many different fields?" Ning asked.
"I fear that is just how my mind works. I see an issue, I co up with a solution, regardless of if I have ever worked on it," Zarius said. "I can't help it, you know."
"I understand that," Ning said. "Then I have another question about your latest invention. Your 'Instant Painter'."
"What about it?" Zarius asked.
"How did you co up with that idea?" Ning asked.
"Oh, I saw painters struggling to make paintings of people correctly every ti, and I decided to help them a bit by making their work automatic. They could capture real-life paintings with the snap of their fingers, and that is what I made," the man said.
"True, true," Ning said. "And then, do you have any idea when you'll make a television?"
Zarius looked back with a confused look. "I'm sorry. What is that?" he asked.
"I an, you made a cara, so it won't be long before the cara takes videos. And those videos have to be shown sowhere, shouldn't they? So you should be making Televisions soon enough."
Zarious seed truly puzzled. "I'm afraid I do not understand what you an," he said. "The terms you are using, they must be in another language or sothing."
"I understand," Ning said. "Then, what about your system?"
"My system of work? I thought I already answered that. I see and problem and I fix it. That's it," Zarius said.
One of the guards stopped to stop Ning from moving down the flight of stairs that led sowhere.
"I'm sorry but you cannot co beyond here, Sir Ning. I will et you when I can later or tomorrow."
Zarius left, walking away with the set of guards toward his workshop.
Ning watched them leave and smiled.
Tim and Jasmine arrived behind him, looking at the people that walked away.
"What was that about? What did you say?" Tim asked.
"I wanted to see if he knew the words I said or not," Ning said. "I needed to find out if he has a system or not helping him with these inventions."
"What's that?" Jasmine asked.
Ning shrugged.
"Did he have this thing?" Tim asked.
"No, he doesn't have it," Ning said, but he was unable to keep the smile away from his face.
Zarius did not react to the words Television or Cara. But soone else did.
"It's his daughter," Ning said softly. "She's the one with the system."
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