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Not to mention Becker, who took one step and thought three steps, the president of the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce, Sassari, returned to the hotel where he stayed with peace of mind, and the henchman butler who escorted the goods with him greeted him, and saw the appearance of Sassarian, who had originally gone out with a happy face, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Master, what's wrong?" ”

"Where's Sherlock?" Instead of answering, Thassarian asked.

"Young Master, I'll go to the dock warehouse after you leave."

Thassarian sighed and commanded, "Prepare the carriage and go to the docks." ”

The butler answered, and went to set up the carriage, leaving Thassarian alone in his room, looking out the window with a gloomy face.

But after a while, the butler arranged for the carriage, and Thassarian sat down without saying a word, closing his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen asleep in the slightly shaking carriage, and the butler saw this, and tried to get the coachman to slow down the carriage a little, but was stopped by Sassarian, who seemed to know what he was going to do, with his eyes closed.

The carriage soon arrived at the dock warehouse where the Shining Gold Chamber of Commerce stored its goods, and one of the chamber directors who guarded the goods saw Sassarian's carriage and greeted him from a distance.

Although Sasarian was preoccupied, he still did not put on a face in the face of his subordinates, and talked to the director with a gentle smile on his face, so as not to make him feel cold, before he went to find Sherlock in the warehouse.

There were several young people gathered in the corner of the warehouse of the Shining Gold Chamber of Commerce, the leading young man was a young man with black hair, fair skin and slender fingers showed his privileged living environment. With his sleeves and shirt open, he sat casually on a wooden box with wooden stubble, leaning on a sack and listening to other people's reports.

“…… The excise tax on grain and alcohol has been lowered from 60% to 55%, but in fact, the qualifications of sake brewing companies are now restricted in the city, and the price of alcohol in the market itself has not been reduced much. A young man with a pitted face said.

A thin and tall young man on the side rubbed his hands when he heard this, and said to the young man in the lead: "This business can be done, Sherlock, now that there is a shortage of local alcohol, the price itself has risen." ”

"Locals can't get a production license, so how can we outsiders get it?" A person next to him retorted, "Don't talk about shipping from other places, I investigated, the city tariff of imported wine is higher, and there is an additional tax to pay for storage in the warehouse, otherwise the local people who are engaged in shipping will already transport wine!" ”

"Well, what should I do then, just miss out on such a good business in vain?" Several people sighed.

Sherlock looked at a few people for a while, and then said slowly, "Then smuggle." ”

Several other young people looked at each other, and it took a long time before someone said, "We don't know each other here, so it's very risky to do this." ”

"What's wrong with doing business without taking risks? The more profitable the business, the higher the threshold, and the greater the risk for outsiders to want to mix in," Sherlock said noncommittally, "The vast majority of materials in this whole city are transported from other places, and we have neither shortage of raw materials nor processed products there, as long as we can open up the market, we can make more than that." ”

"It's too radical, I'm afraid the master won't agree." Pothole's face said with some concern.

Sherlock pursed his lips when he heard this: "What is the point of spending decades to take a step out of the house like my father, who has been timid-minded all his life and will never make a lot of money?" When we start the liquor business first, I will be much more confident to talk to him or others in the chamber of commerce about cooperation. ”

The other people looked at each other and didn't speak, as Sherlock could say this at will, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Seeing that a few people didn't speak, Sherlock turned to say: "But this business must first find a local snake to cooperate, otherwise we will have nowhere to stop the ship after we transport the things, let alone sell them, we can't be in a hurry, and we have to inquire more about the news." ”

When the thin and tall young man heard this, he made a painful appearance and muttered, "I don't know how much profit I want to cut out." ”

When Sherlock heard this, he grabbed a small pebble on the box, laughed and scolded him and smashed it on his head: "The money hasn't been made yet, the profits that will be distributed in the future are really promising!" Earn ten Baileys with others, divide six Baileys, and you also have four Baileys, which is better than you can't earn one Bailey! ”

"That's not how the account is calculated, we also have to deduct freight and labor costs and other expenses." Said the tall, thin young man.

Seeing that he dared to talk back, Sherlock grabbed a few pebbles and threw them at him one by one, saying as he threw them back, "I don't know?" As long as we can make a little profit here, then we will be of great use, this is Wangcheng, as long as we can open the market here to open up contacts, compared to the past we are lying in the countryside is a huge progress. ”

The thin and tall young man didn't dare to hide, so he could only stand there with an aggrieved face and smash it, at most raising his hand to block it a few times, until Sherlock finished throwing the stone in his hand.

Sherlock patted the dust on his hands, and said to a few people with some disappointment, "Forget it, you fools, you don't understand." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man who was not far away ran over and whispered, "Young master, the master is here." ”

"Why is he here?" Sherlock muttered, and then instructed the other young men, "Go first, so that my father will see you and not know what he is going to talk about." ”

A few young people hurriedly scattered, turned around the warehouse full of goods, and disappeared.

Sherlock stayed bored in place, and when he saw the figure of Sassarian and the others, he jumped down from the box, patted the ash on his buttocks, and Shi Shiran greeted him.

"What are you doing here?" Sherlock asked not very politely.

"I should ask you this sentence!" Thassarian said sternly, looking around again, "You're messing around with your friends again?" ”

Sherlock turned his head to the side and did not speak, and Thassarian was equally silent, and there was a moment of silence.

The director who led the way stood awkwardly for a moment, and then very cleverly said goodbye to the father and son and the butler in the room, leaving the place for them to be alone.

Sherlock raised his chin slightly, in response to the director, and Thassarian smiled and said a few words to the director before watching the other party leave with a slight apology.

Sherlock rolled his eyes at this, he had hated Thassarian since he was a child, and he seemed to have a stern look only when he treated himself.

After the director left, leaving only the father and son and the butler in the room, Sasarian put away his smile and said to Sherlock, "You will leave here by boat tomorrow morning." ”

"Why!" Sherlock's eyes widened at the words, and he asked.

"Just because I'm your father!" Sassarian snapped, and seeing Sherlock's puffed appearance, his voice softened a little, and continued, "Your grandfather, who bought a shop from the beginning of his apprenticeship to his old age, and your grandfather expanded this small shop into the most famous local business, and I persuaded various local companies to jointly create a chamber of commerce, concentrate on opening up new markets, and watch over each other, what about you?" Do you have time to think, what can you do? ”

"You don't see what I do." Sherlock said angrily.

"You're fooling around, no one is giving you a cover, you don't know how many things you've caused! Abiding by the duties of a businessman is the long-term way to do business. Thassarian said earnestly.

Sherlock pursed his lips, and Thassarian sighed at this, turned to the butler and ordered, "You will watch him get on board tomorrow." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Sherlock waved his hand when he heard this, and said listlessly: "Forget it, you are not in good health, what if there is no one around to take care of the accident?" I'll be on the boat tomorrow, and you don't have to look for someone to watch me. ”

Thassarian's eyes were much softer, and after thinking for a moment, he took out a delicate locket from his bosom and handed it to Sherlock: "You take it with you too." ”

Sherlock took the box and opened it to reveal an ancient gold coin inside, which he snapped shut tightly to reduce the amount of time the coin was exposed to the air.

"Wow!" He pretended to exaggerate and said, "Are you going to pass on the family business to me?" ”

This gold coin was handed down by Sherlock's grandfather, and even the slightly cheesy name "Shining Gold" is said to come from this gold coin, usually Sassarian looks at it as if he is very close, Sherlock did not expect Shersalian to give him to himself today.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just letting you keep it for the time being," Sasarian laughed, "If you lose it, even scratch it a little, I'll break your leg!" ”

"Am I your own son?"