Chapter 49: The Deal of Ghazruvi
On the night of the second day after the secret meeting of the Senate of Stormwind City had just ended, after directing the construction, Gazruvi, who had been tired all day, had just left the construction site when he was invited to the Duke of Disa's tent by several big men. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Time is money!" Once in the tent, Ghazruvi began to jump to his feet and scream at the nobles who were besieging the city, "Why are you wasting my money? If there's nothing to do, just wait to compensate me for all the losses! The time of a great engineer is worth a lot, and you have wasted my spare time, three times my salary! ā
None of the Stormwind nobles present had ever been to Booty Bay, but that didn't mean they didn't know about goblins - in fact, many nobles found these green-skinned dwarfs when dealing with some troubles - and although their asking prices were expensive, they were sometimes really worth the money.
Just as Gazruwe was still yelling, a bag of gold coins smashed in front of Gazruvi: "I have a big business to talk to you about, I hope you can be quiet." ā
Hearing that there was a big deal, Gazruvi quickly changed his image and showed an exaggerated smile as soon as he turned his face.
"Oh, that's amazing, my friend! I didn't expect good luck to find me one after another, tell me what can make me earn a lot of gold? ā
"One after the other?" Gazruvi's words made Duke Disa frown, could it be that Varian's buyer was this little green-skinned man?
"Until then, I'd like you to talk to me about that big business you've had lately."
"I'm sorry sir, but I'd love to share it with you, but when the deal was finalized, we signed a non-disclosure agreement - and a magical contract! I'm not a magician, so I can't handle this kind of restriction yet. ā
Duke Disa looked back at Onexia, who signaled that he understood, and then stepped forward and cast a spell on Gazruvi's mouth.
A blue arcane glow flashed, and a seal appeared at Gazruvi's throat.
"It's a keyword seal, a very troublesome seal, because this goblin doesn't understand arcane arts at all, the mark is quite stable, and it seems to be the handiwork of a court magician. And this seal does not last long, it will dissipate after a month at most. ā
"Hey, hey, hey! What the hell are you bastards going to do! What about business? And what about the big business? Or are you going to give me a large sum of money to get my body checked? ā
Duke Disa smiled confidently, "This big deal is the continuation of your last big deal. What your seller sells, I don't want you to buy, you know? ā
Hearing this, Ghazruwe turned around and left without hesitation.
"Neurotic, he actually tried to convince a goblin not to make money! How did this IQ become a duke? Gazruvi's voice was not high, but the people in the entire tent could hear it clearly, and in that moment, Duke Disa's eyes even showed a hint of murder.
Fortunately, in an instant, he suppressed his killing intent and went straight to the point: "I'm willing to pay you more than you get for doing that business, and I want you to end that business - or just don't pay for it." ā
"Remuneration? No, no, no, this time the income is not only gold, there are many more that you can't give! Prince Resha has been trying to make a name for himself lately, and that business is just right for him. ā
At this moment, the apparently calm Duke Disa was almost beginning to roar in his heart without regard to his image - you damn goblin! Have you learned to play tricks?! Want a crown to show your status? Isn't this just a comparison?!
Status, status...... Very good, do you want status?
Very good! There's a way!
"As compensation, in addition to a large sum of gold, I will also allow the Hot Sand Group to build a goblin town on my territory, the southernmost part of Long Beach! Of course, not tax-free. ā
Duke Disa's words made Onexia's impression of his IQ slightly better, and although this old man looked confused, he was sometimes quite quick to react.
Goblin towns can cause serious pollution, but it is undeniable that they also bring a lot of wealth to circulation. Once the royal family and the nobility are stuck with each other, the nobles, who have lost their taxes as a source of revenue, will have to find a new point of economic support, so that the goblin towns will undoubtedly meet the requirements.
As for the goblins, who have been freed from slavery for thousands of years, they are the most despised in Azeroth, especially by the nobles of all other races, who are bent on believing that goblins are too inferior to be approached. Once the hot sand group can be affirmed by the nobles in terms of status, this will be a big limelight for the entire hot sand group.
As for the unspoken rules of the nobles to maintain their nobility and not to casually recognize the status of foreigners, if they can't pass this level, the nobles won't be able to do it!
When Ghazruvi heard him say this, he immediately stopped, and his little eyes began to roll, obviously very excited about the plan.
"I have no intention of getting involved in your intrigues, but I admit that you are much smarter than you seem." Gazruwe finally looked back, "It seems that you understand that even among the goblins, only we in the hot sand group will accept this business, and your effort is worth it - fortunately, I left a trap when I signed the contract." Let's talk about the specific plan! ā
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In the middle of the night, in Ghazruvi's tent, tired goblins were sleeping in piles of parts.
A transparent figure peeked into the tent, carefully avoiding the parts scattered on the ground, and looked down to find something.
Soon, he found his goal, a small and delicate safe.
The stalker was clearly proficient in stealing, exaggerated and intricate combination locks, and after gently fiddling with them twice, listening to the sound, he began to prepare the key in a targeted manner.
"Smack."
The safe is opened.
Ignoring the gold inside, the stalker picked up the contract on top - unfortunately the document was magically encrypted, and the keywords were all pronouns, and only some of the contents could be roughly discerned: Party A sold one party an item, and Party B had to pay for it after receiving it.
The stalker carefully read the contract several times, and finally determined that there were indeed some flaws in the contract, and these small flaws would make it difficult to determine the date of the transaction - although the contract stipulated the time for Party A to send the item, it did not stipulate the time for Party B to confirm the acceptance! If both parties care about the deal, that's certainly not a problem; But once Party B does not accept this thing, then the transaction will naturally not be completed. This contract seems to be that Party B deliberately left a back door for itself, relying on the refusal to receive the goods, Party B can unilaterally veto the transaction!
Nodding in satisfaction, the Stalker restored everything to its original state and left the tent lightly, the night as if nothing had happened.