This is my empire!

Mr. Angelmora was still muttering in his sleep, if nothing else, the money he had earned in the past six months was worth the profits of the past year or two.

Among them, the licensing fee is a large amount, in addition to the licensing fee, the channel fee is also a huge expense.

That guy from Dulin is not a thing, but he just uses one of his patents, not only to pay tens of millions of royalties, but also to transport and sell his goods through his channels.

When I say it, it sounds good, saying "with my patent, although I will charge you a license fee, but we also provide low-cost transportation services and underwriting services, avoiding your excess expenses in transportation, storage, and sales."

yes, it sounds like Durin is a good guy, and everyone really believed it at first, but it's not actually like that.

The cost of shipping, the cost of warehouse storage, the commission of sales, each step is just a not-so-noticeable share, but it can be a bit of a headache to put all these things together.

Last year's annual turnover was about 30 million yuan, of which there were 3.2 million patent licensing fees, and then about 25 percent of the total turnover of various sharing agreements, that is, about 10 million.

Duhrin alone took away 10 million out of nearly 30 million, which is almost equivalent to 10 million net profits being swallowed by Duhrin in one bite!

And then he himself has to pay taxes, which has to settle the costs, liquidate all kinds of expenses, and the net income is less than eight million a year.

But if you look at the income in the past six months, without the patent licensing fees and the fees of various sharing agreements, the sales in the second half of the year are expected to be about 25 million or more.

The income of this half year alone is more than the income of last year, and it is much more, at least 10 million net profits.

If we can maintain this momentum in the coming year, the net profit will be at least 20 million or even more than 25 million a year.

In the past, this was almost unimaginable income, but now everything is possible, and as long as Durin can't escape this danger, everything is full of light.

Subconsciously reaching out to hug the girl next to him into his arms, although Mr. Angelora was in his fifties, with some gray hair and some baldness, he thought that this was the characteristic of a mature man full of charm.

The girl next to me has just starred in two movies and played the supporting actress in the play, although she has not yet made a big name, but with her pure appearance, she has won the support of some die-hard fans.

Angelora liked this girl a lot, and felt the pulse of youth from her energetic body, and that youthful breath was often the most fascinating.

Only after losing youth can we understand the preciousness of youth.

But his hand touched an empty space, he opened his eyes slightly, the light in the room was a little dim, and there was no one on the bed around him, he got up and walked to the window and lifted the curtains, and the new sun outside the window was slowly rising, like his ambition!

The golden light shone into the room, decorating it like a sacred palace, like his royal palace.

He bothered his waist, and the smile on his face instantly froze as soon as he turned around, and he was motionless like a wax figure in a wax museum, a drop of sweat leaked out of the pores on his head, hanging along the wrinkles and on the tip of his nose, rolling down after a moment.

The muscles didn't obey, and an ugly smile squeezed out of his face, "This...... Probably a misunderstanding!"

Standing in the room were three men with yarmullen felt hats and long black trench coats, black gloves and long boning knives in their hands.

This boning knife is different from ordinary household kitchen utensils, it has a certain arc, and it is very light and sharp.

If you deal with bones, this kind of knife only needs one close contact to break in two, but if you only deal with some pieces of flesh or fascia, it will not be sharp.

No skin, muscle, or fascia can stop it, and even a slight pause will split in two with the nice cutting sound of its blade.

The three guys who couldn't see their faces clearly didn't answer his words, which made Mr. Angmorea's fear spread more and more unscrupulously in his heart, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a step back slightly, "What do you want? money, women, or something else?"

"Three million, I don't ask who you are, I don't ask who asked you to come, I buy my own life with three million. I don't ask for three million to let you never make a move, as long as you let me go this time!"

The three of them remained in their previous position as if they couldn't speak, and the narrow blade hanging at their side reflected the metallic sheen from time to time, which made Mr. Angmora's heart even more panicked.

"Ten million, well, I admit that I gave less, ten million bought my life, this business does not suffer, friends. Have you ever seen what it looks like when ten million are piled together, maybe your employer only gave you a little money, but I have ten million here. ”

"The conditions remain the same, I don't ask anything and I don't need you to tell me anything, I'll give the money, and then you take the money and leave, it's fair!"

Mr. Angelora was drenched in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable, and even more uncomfortable was that he was very nervous and scared, he wanted to, and he had some nausea, and he had an indescribable feeling of discomfort all over his body, and it became difficult to breathe.

Seeing that the three of them still didn't say anything, he had realized something, and his heart sank into the boundless hell.

At this moment, the phone in the bedroom rang suddenly, and he was startled by the sudden sound of the phone, and looked at the phone in fear, as well as the three people and men in the room.

At this time, one of the guys said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Angelola, maybe you should answer this call first!"

He was stunned for a moment, then knelt on the edge of the bedside table as if he had found a life-saving straw, and eagerly picked up the phone and put it to his ear, "I'm Angelola, who are you?"

With his fate hanging by a thread, he recalled the honorifics he had used in his youth, and he knew that the outcome of the call would represent whether he would be able to continue to live and enjoy all the beauty of the world and the freedom to breathe.

He bowed his head as if he were a true believer, listening to the voice of heaven.

"I've been bothered for the past two days......", as soon as the voice appeared, Mr. Angelora immediately remembered the owner of the voice, his body began to tremble, he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to interrupt the other party's words, "it seems that everything has become strange." ”

"Today there is a man who dares to bare his teeth at me, and tomorrow that man stretches out his claws again. ”

"There was a naïve guy who told me that fear doesn't rule the world, but he didn't know that fear could put an end to stupidity. ”

"I'm very, very disappointed given your performance during this time, I thought we would be good friends, but obviously you don't think so......"

The voice coming from the earpiece made Mr. Angelmola more and more alarmed, and he didn't care about anything else at this time, and directly interrupted the other party, "Mr. Doolin, Mr. Doolin, please listen to my explanation......"

"Explain, no, I don't need that thing, go to hell and wait for me if you wish!"

"Dut...... Honk...... Toot ......"

With a pop, like the sound of the inspectors in the granary piercing the sacks full of wheat kernels with steel pipes, Mr. Angelmora lowered his head and raised his hand to touch the point of the knife that suddenly protruded from his chest.

He raised his wrist and looked at the bright red liquid on his fingers, and twisted it, a little slippery and a little sticky.

There was a continuous popping sound, and the tip of the knife danced in his chest, disappearing and disappearing, and the strength was quickly slipping away from his body, his eyes widened and he gasped for air, and each gasp brought a whistle when the bellows were pulled.

Just as his vision dimmed, a hand in the back of his head pressed his head against the bedside table, and then the whole world swirled and became darker and darker.

It took more than 10 hours for Mr. Angelola's body to be found by the vice president of the company who had come to look for him, and the police arrived at the scene and notified the Garrison Investigation Bureau.

According to the rules of the Empire, the police department was only responsible for solving ordinary cases, and once the case rose to the level of social influence or major criminal cases, the investigation bureau accepted to continue to be responsible for the investigation.

More than a dozen agents from the Bureau of Investigation, including two senior agents, walked around the room for a long time with the most advanced instruments and various equipment, and finally found nothing.

In the report to their superiors, they believed that it was a murder case handled by a professional killer, and that it had been carefully planned and arranged, and that no clues had been left, and suggested that the Investigation Bureau report the case to the General Directorate and look for references for similar cases throughout the country to see if they could be combined.

To put it simply, the Bureau of Investigation doesn't want to bother with this.

The person who was killed was a well-known local entrepreneur, and there may not be any benefit if this case is handled well, but if it is not done well, it will definitely not be able to run away from a reprimand, and even be demoted, so why should it be in your own hands?

The news of Mr. Angelola's murder soon spread in a small area, and some people turned pale when they heard the news, and from the investigation report they learned that Mr. Angelora had been stabbed ninety-nine times, and none of his internal organs were intact.

Finally, a knife was inserted into the back of his head, accompanied by some horrific photo recordings, which made some of the big people vomit.

Who killed Mr. Angelora is a mystery, but some people have realized something.

That night, Merlin was watching TV with Suri and their children when the phone rang.

"Mr. Merlin, after discussion, we think that the pricing of the licensing fee is not very reasonable......", Merlin's brows furrowed deeply, but then he showed a dumbfounded expression, "The price is too low, the price level four years ago is completely incomparable with the current one, so we agreed that it should be increased by ten percent to be reasonable, if you have time, we hope to sign a new agreement as soon as possible......"

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