Huttonmar Auction House blew up.

"The price of fluorite, zircon, and spinel is all above five thousand, and there is no way to live this day!"

An auctioneer wails in pain.

"Even the dragonman's eye has risen to two thousand, and the price of magic materials has increased significantly", people are talking about it.

The atmosphere in the Magic Guild Room is so dreary that it could make a snowball Lulu (an orangutan-like thing) commit suicide.

"This is a naked declaration of war!" Shalan's face was gloomy.

"President, all the magic materials that our guild relies on for survival have risen to sky-high prices."

One director said indignantly.

"We're going to fight back! You can't sit still! ”

Another director shouted.

Sharan pondered for a moment before deciding.

"The melon fields, mushrooms, honey farms, and all the alchemy materials controlled by our guild will all increase in price!"

"Strangle the industrial chain of the Alchemy Guild in the cradle!"

At this moment, Sharan looked into the distance like a great man.

"The president will be wise!" "I will win!" ”

In the conference room, the directors shouted the slogan of victory.

The next day, Yang Jian picked up a copy of the Huttonmal Kommersant.

The headline above "The duel between alchemy and magic, who will kill the deer?" 》

He flipped to the second page, where the auction prices showed that the prices of various deputy job materials had increased significantly.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Just then an attendant walked in.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Roger is holding a banquet at the Shangri-La Hotel and wants to hold a meeting with you."

"Understood, tell him I'll be on time."

Yang Jian stared at the newspaper with interest.

Night has fallen, and Shangri-La Hotel has ushered in the peak of visitors.

The most luxurious hotel in Huttonmar is also named "Burj Al Arab" because of its resemblance to a sailing ship.

Roger's banquet was on the highest floor of the Burj Al Arab.

The hostess stood respectfully at the entrance of the banquet hall to greet the guests.

"Welcome to Mr. Yang Jian, the executive president of the Alchemy Guild!"

The attendants around helped Yang Jian take off his coat.

Only then did Yang Jian notice that only one table was set up in the banquet hall where hundreds of tables of banquets could be held.

This guy is really extravagant, Yang Jian sighed.

Roger wore a gentleman's hat and a gown, but at this time he wore a pair of glasses, and the gold watch in his hand was shining.

"Mr. Yang, you have started the first phase of the project in Sky City", Roger's glasses flashed.

Yang Jian found a place to sit down.

"The limelight is not going well", Yang Jian looked around and found that there was no one.

"Haha", the old man laughed dryly, "Fighting with the Magic Guild again?" ”。

"Do you need my help from the old man?" Roger leaned forward and stared at Yang Jian.

"As the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, you can help me in too many ways", Yang Jian picked up a cigar.

"As a businessman, I'm thinking, if I raise the synthesis price of the crystals by several times," Roger said with a coercion in his eyes.

"Snort", Yang Jian struck a match.

"So, what will happen to the Magic Guild?" Roger looked at the flickering matchflame heart.

"What's your quid pro quo?" Yang Jian lit a cigar.

This old man will definitely open his mouth, Yang Jian thought.

"I don't care about your secrets," Roger leaned back in his chair.

"The Dragonman's Tower, the Doll Entrance, and the Golem Tower will be taken care of by me", Roger closed his eyes, as if he was confident.

"No problem, deal!"

Yang Jian got up and threw the matchstick on the ground.

The match went out with a "snort", and a puff of green smoke came out.