In the spacious conference hall, Roger, the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, who was sitting in the chairman's position, was holding a regular meeting.

"The five-can group has always controlled the sales channels of inheritance equipment", he looked at his subordinates with blazing eyes.

Pointing to a bar chart on the development strategy map, Roger continued.

"More than 90% of the market share of inheritance equipment is monopolized by them."

"This is a big obstacle for our group to enter the weapons and equipment market", Roger said with a coercion in his eyes.

"A long-term and formidable competitor," he said, tapping his pipe on his hand.

"You have to find a way to give them some color."

At this moment, an assistant came up, handed him an envelope, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Roger looked at the gold watch in his hand, and then said to the directors, "Let's adjourn the meeting first."

He walked straight to his office with his assistant.

Sitting in his office, Roger instructed his assistant to wait outside, and then he opened the envelope alone.

The signature on it is Yang Jian, the president of the Alchemy Guild.

"Honorable Mr. Roger, Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, personally said: Last time, I said goodbye, and my brother was fine. Brother Ren has a batch of inheritance weapons and equipment, if the virtuous brother wishes, the younger brother can be feasible and convenient."

Roger's eyes lit up and he folded the envelope and hid it in his breast pocket.

This Yang Jian will really bring me good news. This is an excellent opportunity to drive down the price of inheritance, block the sales channels of the Five Can Group, and then take the opportunity to expand the sales channels of its own group.

Hahahaha, God help me!

Roger was extremely excited in his heart, and he was even more impressed by the young man.

He immediately summoned his assistants.

"Immediately contact the president's office of the Alchemy Guild and pass on my password: the method is feasible, but the actual operation still needs to be considered. Please come up with a feasible plan first, as a reference, and then our group will make plans."

An owl departs from Huttonmar and flies from north to south through the mountains, reaching the southern frontier of Affalia.

Tied to one of its legs was a reply letter from Roger.

At the same time, in a tent somewhere in the camp of Afaria, the lights were bright.

The two bigwigs of the Alchemy Guild are discussing countermeasures.

"Mr. Yang, will Mr. Roger take our suggestion," Hans asked, puzzled.

Yang Jian was holding a cup of tea in his hand, and he watched as the brewed tea leaves flipped in the water, bubbles bubbled.

"Roger is a man of great ambition, he will never be satisfied with the cake in the materials and processing industry, and will definitely aim at the more lucrative weapons and equipment industry."

Yang Jian tasted the tea gently, and then let out a pleasant sigh.

"I guess he'll agree."

"But," he paused, staring at the bubbling air.

"Sales channels are a problem".

"We had to find another powerful figure to help open the channel."

"You mean that one?" Hans stepped forward with his face and made an inquiry.

"Hehehe", Yang Jian put down the teacup and looked meaningfully at the vast night outside the barracks.

At this time, the sky was as unfathomable as a veiled man.

"Of course it's our old buddy, Lord Boken."