Chapter 477: The God of Commerce

"Don't kneel, don't kneel......" Leo hugged his daughter Zoya like a doll, holding Hancock in his hand, helplessly watching himself being recognized, and then the merchants knelt down like pushing a mountain of gold and a jade pillar, and called them helplessly.

They were merchants, but they were classical merchants, and a few of them had already touched the tail of the industrial merchants, while others were still circling in the environment of the idyllic merchants.

Their feudal thinking is very deep.

Of course, they will not bow down to the Draconians who deprive them of their profits.

But if Leo guarantees the safety of the cash and the risks of their transactions, and uses taxes as protection money, they worship Leo like a god of business.

It's a wonderful thing.

Among the merchants, there is a vague legend that the most valuable business in the world is this world.

But of course, they can't be qualified and qualified to participate in the most ambitious gambling and trading in the world.

But Leo came and succeeded, and he deservedly became the idol of the merchants.

Because the business he completed was so great and the transaction amount was so huge, everyone couldn't help but think that he had done the unfinishable, like a god of business.

There are even merchants who have enshrined Leo's sculptures in their homes.

For them, instead of worshipping those gods that they have not seen for thousands of years, it is better to worship the god who walks on the earth, Leo.

What's more, for one's own food and clothing, no matter how respectful and flattering it is, it is not too much.

This thing is the same as giving a gift to the leader, if you kneel down, he may not remember you, but if you don't kneel, the other party will definitely remember you.

The result was a dark patch, and all the merchants in the entire large trading market knelt down.

And human beings have a blind obedience mentality, some pirates or family members, after seeing everyone else kneeling down, although they don't know who is coming, but they also kneel down in a daze, and when they hear the name, they don't want to get up again.

The Whitebeard Pirates looked at this amazing momentum, and several captains couldn't help but laugh disdainfully: "The majesty of this revolutionary army commander is on par with the Tianlong people. ”

The bearded merchant next to Ace also wanted to kneel, but Ace firmly grabbed his arm.

He looked at the bearded merchant who was about to cry and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't pit you, don't kneel, he doesn't like it." ”

The bearded merchant was anxious and angry: "I don't want money for what you eat, okay, you can't pit me at this time, maybe he doesn't remember these people who knelt down, but I didn't kneel, I will definitely be remembered!" ”

Businessmen are born with high emotional intelligence, or people with low emotional intelligence have long been eliminated from the businessman industry, but his words made Ace laugh happily: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

He didn't explain the problem to the other party, but there was already a tax officer over there who approached Leo and saluted together: "Chief! ”

They clenched their fists, pounded their chests, and drank in unison.

These tax collectors were nominally members of the bureaucracy, but in fact they were all retired from the revolutionary army, and they were either missing arms or legs.

It is a big problem for such people to arrange a place in the navy, but in the revolutionary army, after three months to six months of training, they can go to the local area professionally.

Or to educate the grassroots recruits, or to become a village teacher, or to work as a sheriff, tax officer, and so on in the city, as is the case now.

The revolutionary army divided the duties and powers very carefully, and a village could arrange at least three or four veterans, from the village chief to the sheriff to the tax collector, to the conscription or militia training, there were jobs waiting for them to do.

The tax collectors in the headquarters like this are the fat of the shortages, and only the most elite, loyal, and miserable veterans can take the turn.

They rightfully possess the highest loyalty to Leo.

After seeing Leo, they slowly gathered to pay homage to him.

"You're okay too." Leo solemnly hugged his daughter, let go of Hancock's hand, shook hands and hammered his chest: "Hard work! ”

"Serve the people!" The group of disabled people shouted.

"Let them stand up, we revolutionary army don't need to kneel, and I want you to let them know this too." Leo immediately found a way to do it, and said to the group of tax collectors with a smile.

"Yes!" They all drank in unison: "Stand up!" ”

The merchants slowly all stood up, but Leo continued to take Hancock's hand and walk towards them with his daughter in his arms.

I don't know if he saw Ace or the people of the Whitebeard Pirates, or if he saw the merchant who didn't kneel, he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Hello, all of you of the Whitebeard Pirates, and this gentleman who didn't kneel." Leo said to them with a smile.

"Greetings to the Whitebeard Pirates, First Officer Marko." This is the benefit of power, Leo can treat them as equals, and strong people like them are flattered by his egalitarian attitude.

Marco looked at the flattered captains of the Whitebeard Pirates, and thought to himself.

If everyone respected the Four Emperors because of the strength of the Four Emperors before, then everyone's respect and fear for Leo this time comes from the strength of the revolutionary army, the strength of this collective, the people who break away from this collective are actually nothing, they will be easily pinched to death by these captains, but if they gather, then these revolutionary troops can easily pinch these pirates to death.

So the pirates need to be respectful of him.

That's amazing.

Marco looked at the man in front of him who stretched out his hand to hold him, his hand was very delicate and soft, and he didn't seem to have done any hard work, obviously it was very likely that he had been a slave of the Draco before.

The other party smiled kindly at Marko: "What are you talking about?"

The young man in front of him, who was less than thirty years old, had performed an amazing miracle, and the bearded merchant next to him trembled when he saw Leo, and his whole person had the eyes of an idol, he had already destroyed the current regime and destroyed the Draconians in less than ten years, which was a real god-like person for the natives living here.

Leo shook hands with Whitebeard's captains one by one, and he didn't even let the merchants go, seemingly not caring at all about their strength, weakness, or humility, just greeting them like them.