Faced with a series of sharp questions from Shabalin Plekhanov, Vigrav was momentarily speechless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I generally understand what you mean, Mr. Shabarin, and now let's go back to the beginning, there should be room for negotiation on the issue of unpaid wages." Roland spoke slowly to break the deadlock.

Shabalin shrugged: "Mr. Knight, my request is very simple, the management owes a total of eight weeks' salary, pay half of it first, we will return to work immediately, and the rest of the salary competition will be settled after the end of the competition." ”

Roland was silent. The conditions offered by Shabahrain should not be excessive, but considering the large number of workers working in the arena, the salary of the four weeks is not a small number.

"That's our bottom line, and we hope it can be resolved as soon as possible." Shabalin took off his glasses and wiped the lenses, then turned his head and smiled provocatively at Vigraf: "I know you've been looking at me for a long time, and you want to beat me up, don't you?" It doesn't matter, you and I are two completely different people, born to get along, if the competition can be successfully opened, I will form a team to compete, and then we can have a good competition in front of 40,000 spectators, and there will be a period later. ”

"Who are you playing for? The so-called 'unions'? Vigraf shouted at his back.

Shabalin looked back and smiled: "That's right, my team is called 'Union Force', and the funds are provided by the generous General Sergei, so you can imagine, I will have ample funds to hire masters, buy equipment, build a strong team, and see, I will surprise you when the time comes." He put his hands in his trouser pockets and whistled away.

Vigraf spat at his back and cursed in a low voice: "Cunning fox, you wait for me!" ”

Roland couldn't help but laugh. Shabalin is right, he and Vigraf are two completely different people, the two have no deep hatred, and the reason why they don't like each other is entirely because of the opposition of three views.

At this moment, a crisp call came from the opposite side of the arena.

"Hey! Knight from the South, are you alright? ”

Roland looked up and saw a petite and familiar figure standing on the steps from a distance, waving at him, so he waved at her as well, and shouted in her tone: "The 'little little' knight from Baiou Harbor, I'm fine, can you come and talk?" ”

"Damn Southerners! I'm not a 'little bit', it's not easy for sea elves to grow so tall, you know! ”

Victoria, the Pearl Knight, walked this way, still angrily scolding Roland along the way. Katya, the secretary, ran a few steps to follow, holding up a parasol above her head, so as not to sunburn Miss Sea Elf's delicate skin due to the strong ultraviolet rays over the plateau.

After getting closer, Roland realized that Victoria had taken off her armor today, and changed into a long water-colored dress decorated with broken diamonds, and her long sea blue hair was coiled into a bun and tied with a big bow, like a little princess who came out of a fairy tale.

"Your Highness Victoria, you are so beautiful today."

"Huh? According to you, I wasn't pretty yesterday? Victoria gave him a blank look, unappreciative of his compliment.

Roland smiled, "I didn't see you yesterday, so there's no way to compare." ”

"And how does it compare to the way I look in knight's armor?"

"At that time, you were more imposing, and you looked more elegant when you changed into casual clothes."

"Haha! I have to thank you for the compliment, but a guy like you with a sweet mouth can't trust a word when he says it. Victoria poured another basin of cold water, and it seemed that the word "little" offended her a lot.

Roland smiled dumbly, and then said to her, "If you look closely, you seem to have grown a little taller than the last time we met. ”

"Really?" Victoria's eyes widened in surprise, completely oblivious to what she had just said about the man.

Katya couldn't stand it anymore and coughed heavily behind her.

Victoria was immediately alerted, and was so angry that she punched Roland in the arm: "You guy is playing me again!" ”

"It depends on how you understand my sincere compliment." Roland rubbed his arm, the "little point" powder punch was really a little painful.

"Come on, I'm not going to quarrel with you, to be serious, what were you talking to those workers just now?" Victoria asked curiously.

"Regarding the strike, their union leaders made it possible to make up at least one month's salary, otherwise the strike continued." Roland briefly recounted his contact with Shabahrain.

Victoria frowned as she looked at the empty construction site in front of her, "Beowulf and Natasha are running out of time, and the construction progress of the Grand Arena is not optimistic, even if they make up the money to pay those workers, the follow-up project will continue to throw money into it, which will be a bigger investment." ”

Roland's heart moved, and he asked her tentatively: "The lord and his wife invited you to watch the ceremony, hoping that the Yangbo Chamber of Commerce would help them through the current financial difficulties?" ”

Viktoria nodded, her face becoming more and more serious: "In order to organize this tournament, Beowulf and his wife already owe a lot of debts to our Chamber of Commerce, and now it seems that at least three million gold coins are needed to deal with this mess...... The amount was too big, and Lyubov thought the loan was too risky, so I had to bite the bullet and say sorry to Natasha. ”

"It seems that I'm not the only one who has a headache about this."

A pleasant voice came from behind him. Roland looked back, and a girl in a black tuxedo skirt was walking this way, a scarf covering half of her face, and her smart eyes were smiling slightly.

Victoria's face sank. She didn't like people eavesdropping on her conversations, even if it was the eldest lady of the Naraku Order.

The girl in the black dress didn't care about the displeasure in her eyes, walked up to Roland, and stretched out her right hand to him with a smile: "Voters of Sindra, we meet again." ”

Roland shook her hand politely, the girl was silky and delicate, and the touch was slightly cool.

"What shall I call you? Princess Naraku, or the executive director of the Twilight Fund? ”

"Just call me Tamara, Mr. Roland." Tamara smiled at the corner of her lips, and she couldn't see the slightest hint of the eldest lady's shelf.

Victoria felt left out and was about to have a seizure, when Tamara turned her head and smiled at her: "Your Highness Victoria, we are old acquaintances, so we don't need to be polite, right?" ”

Hearing her say this, Victoria was embarrassed to care anymore, and asked her directly: "Beowulf and Natasha also asked you to borrow money?" ”

Tamara shook her head slightly: "I am willing to help the couple tide over the difficulties, but the conditions cannot be negotiated for the time being." ”

Victoria immediately became alert: "What conditions? ”

Tamara digressed the topic vaguely: "It's just some cumbersome business terms, and it's not interesting to say it, I'll have to go shopping elsewhere and talk about it later." ”

Victoria stared at Tamara's back, suspicious. At this time, Katya behind her had already taken out the communication stone to find someone to investigate, and soon got a definite answer.

"Tamara offered a loan package to the Beowulf couple to borrow against the mineral exploration rights and preferential mining rights in the Kitland region." Katya's face was gloomy, "That woman is too greedy to try to monopolize the mining resources in the north, once the monopoly is realized, she will have the right to set prices, and all the traders who profit from the ore trading will be choked by her neck, forced to bow to her, and give up a part of the profits." (To be continued.) )