It seems that since Francis Drake, a famous privateer and navigator active in the sixteenth century, who made two voyages around the world. The surname Drake is inextricably linked to the ocean. The pirates, who were already superstitious, even believed that the surname would bring them good luck.

Changing the last name is also a kind of packaging, and it is no different from the expensive package on Doug's body.

Drake in front of Doug, although he has relatively pure English ancestry, Doug still suspects that he is likely to change his surname to "Drake" for the needs of his work.

"I like you knowledgeable people the most!, unlike us guys, we don't know how long we'll live if we're floating on water!" Drake put his arm around Doug's shoulders and said to him in a bold tone, "Let's go talk over there!"

It's a small room like a secret room.

But it's a lot cramped compared to Andreas's.

After all, there is more foot traffic and higher land prices near the Port of New Haven.

"That's Monopoly, and it's selling for thirty cents each, and the shipping price can give Drake twenty-five cents right now, and if you're interested in distributing Monopoly in the future, the shipping price will be lower. Doug wasn't speaking quickly, he was preparing for the next negotiations.

But what he didn't expect was-

"Okay! I agree!" Drake replied as soon as Doug's words fell.

He yelled, "Allen, come in!"

"Boom!" the heavy door was slammed open, setting off a gust of wind, and Doug's hat was blown crooked, making him smell the sea stronger.

"Captain!" a black and strong white man about six feet tall, in his early eights, but with explosive muscles, stood in the doorway.

"Alan, move lightly, blow Lord Doug's hat crooked! Drake leaned back on the couch with his arms outstretched, giving orders to the man at the door.

"Yes, Captain!" Alan said, slamming the door of the room, taking away a lot of air.

Doug in the room felt for a moment that he was taking too much air away, and some of them looked like fish out of water.

"Mr. Drake, what are you?" asked Doug.

"Adam, just call me Adam. Adam Drake corrected Doug for what he called himself, and then explained, "Of course, I bought a thousand copies of Monopoly first." You trust me, come to me, why don't I trust you?

However, I have one request, which is that only my store in this Port of New Haven can sell Monopoly. ”

After a moment's thought, Doug made a difficult choice that wasn't very difficult, and he said, "Okay, Adam. I can guarantee that my dyeing factory, near the port, will only supply to your shop.

But...... If other stores have other channels to sell Monopoly, I can't help it. ”

"Okay! If someone else sells, I'll take care of it. Doug, do you know what I like most about your Monopoly?

It's gambling!

It's luck!

I like you knowledgeable people, but I don't have any interest in what you tell me in Monopoly.

I love luck!

Sailing on the sea is all about luck.

Even the most powerful captain is afraid of a hurricane around him.

Captains, sailors, one counts as one, and all value luck. They all want to make a fortune by luck.

Every time I shake the dice, I feel like I'm in control of my own destiny.

I love the feeling, and the sailors must love it!"

Drake impassionedly picked up the two wooden dice on the table, flipped his wrist and threw the dice in his hand.

The two intertwined dice were still spinning on the table, and the door was blasted open again.

However, this time it is much more convergent than the last time.

It's like turning from a cannon to a slingshot, and Doug's hat isn't crooked this time.

"Captain, I've got the money!" said Allen.

He lowered the sack on his shoulder, and opened the mouth of the sack to reveal all kinds of colorful bank bills inside.

The amount varies from one cent, five cents, and ten cents, and is estimated in terms of volume, because it should be two hundred and fifty dollars.

However, Doug looked at such a sack of money and felt that if he really took the money back, it would definitely look like a two-hundred-and-five.

Adam Drake seemed to be surprised by this scene, he looked at Doug's frowning face, as if thinking of something, he turned to Doug and asked, "Do you know how many dollars a thousand twenty-five cents are?"

"Two hundred and fifty dollars. Doug said helplessly.

"Alan, you take these down and get two hundred and fifty dollars!" Drake ordered.

"Yes, Captain!" Alan closed the door again.

"Doug, I'm telling you a joke. I'm a rough man, I don't know how to count. Don't think Alan is stupid, he's actually smart. He must have known that a thousand twenty-five cents was two hundred and fifty dollars. However, when sailing at sea, what I, the captain, commanded, the crew had to carry out.

If you take it for granted, you'll kill the whole ship. ”

Drake explained.

Doug nodded in understanding. Because he used to be at work, he met more than one player who "thought too much".

Give them a document and just print it out honestly. They insisted that the font of the document was not good-looking, so they replaced it with a set of handwritten fonts. I felt that there was a problem with the typography, so I rearranged the fancy version again.

Although it was well-intentioned, it made the entire project team embarrassed when reporting to the leader and distributing materials.

People who "think too much" like this, don't say anything while thinking too much, pitting a project team is a routine operation, and it is estimated that it is not difficult to kill a boatload of people.

[To be completed.] 】