Chapter Seventy-Three: Negotiation

A light breeze blows, and the cool moisture takes away the sultry heat of the afternoon. The sky was always so clear in Ivanses that there was not a single cloud in sight, and the direct sunlight shone on the river, shining a dazzling sparkling wave.

The Wings of Dawn's station was already taking shape, the guild hall in the middle had been built, and the mixed walls weren't particularly strong, but they were strong enough to keep the sun out.

"Why?!" One winter, he slapped the brand-new hardwood long table heavily, and his slightly childish face was full of anger, "Why do you still have to negotiate?" ”

In addition to Wu Yi, the people sitting in the hall were all high-level TB leaders, Wushuang, Winter of a certain year, the bright moon like frost, the cottage Gandalf, and a few middle-aged people who had never seen it.

Since the construction of the station began, Wings of Dawn has fought TB six times, and TB is obviously not ready to lose both, especially after Wings of Dawn found a way to quickly eliminate their reputation, all of these six battles were lost by TB first.

Just when the guild headquarters had begun to take shape and the outer wooden fence had been built, several Dawnwings shareholders came to the residence and immediately demanded a truce and negotiations with TB.

These strange middle-aged people in the hall control the economic lifeline of Dawn Wings, these people signed a cooperation agreement with their brother in a certain winter, at that time they still had some reverence for Dawn Wings, but since the guild power was transferred to the hands of a certain winter, and later the president was replaced by Wushuang, these few people don't give much face.

"Don't get excited in winter, we want interests, not a battle of will." The tallest one stood up, as if speaking to a certain winter, but his eyes were fixed on Wushuang's face. "Musou, huh...... Am I right, Lord? ”

There was silence around him, and Wushuang tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, saying, "Fighting against the entire TB is looking for death, but if it's just the Farrell branch, we don't need to be afraid." Speaking of which, Wushuang changed his words, "It's not the best policy to fight hard, and getting the greatest benefit is our goal." ”

Almost everyone rolled their eyes, he said it was equal to nothing, the first half of the sentence seemed to be biased towards the side of the main battle, but in the end, the meaning became a little ambiguous.

Cottage Gandalf stood up, cleared his throat and said: "There is obviously no practical point in fighting, if the people of TB are not stupid, they will definitely be able to understand that our Wings of Dawn have gained a firm foothold, so we propose negotiations at this time, which can definitely promote reconciliation and give the guild a chance to develop." ”

Wushuang bowed his head and was silent, several shareholders nodded for a while, only one winter snorted, revealing the unhappiness in his heart, "They can fight if they want to, they can't beat us, we still have to give them a step?" ”

"In winter, having a good relationship with TB will be great for the development of the guild!" is still the middle-aged man who spoke just now, and he still has a serious tone.

Don't go over it in the winter of a certain year, the atmosphere in the hall was a little awkward, and then Wu Yi suddenly said: "Let's take a step back, can TB sit back and watch us develop and grow?" ”

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Wu Yi.

"Who is he?" His earnest voice turned to doubt.

Wushuang's eyes flickered a little, and he said, "He is the Eternal Night of the first rank of Farrell!" ”

"I can't imagine that such a short-sighted person could be in the high-level meeting of Dawnwings." Another disgruntled voice, followed by another speaker, "And there is no disrespect." ”

"Isn't that great?"

"When did the standards of the guild leaders be lowered?"

"Smoke miasma! Has Wings of Dawn fallen to the bottom? ”

……

The words became more and more unbearable, Wu Yi's eyes narrowed, but the first to burst out were the other two.

"Shut up!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

When the case was taken up in the winter of one year, the bright moon next to him also stood up at the same time, and the hall immediately fell into a chaotic quarrel.

"Enough!" Wushuang slammed the table hard, and the table in the hall completely became the object of everyone's venting.

"Eternal Night has done a lot of work for the guild, so it's entirely up to you to sit here." Changing his face and changing his smile again, Wushuang coughed lightly and said, "Let's still focus on whether to negotiate or not, I'll vote." ”

"Negotiate!" Cottage Gandalf raised his right hand while glancing coldly at Wu Yi opposite.

"In favor of negotiations!"

"Negotiate!"

……

The shareholders all raised their right hands, just like the archway in front of the Yihong Courtyard, and under the difference in numbers, this vote has become a complete decoration.

The corners of Wu Yi's mouth twitched, he felt a churning in his stomach, lowered his head and said, "Can I go?" ”

"Yes!" Several people said in unison, and a large number of spittle stars flew in the air.

……

Out of the suffocating hall, Wu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but he never calmed down the feeling of nausea.

Is the Wings of Dawn for whom he worked his life led by such a group of copper-smelling merchants and this wavering president? Does he really want to be with such a bunch of guys for a long time?

The mood was indescribably low, and at this time, a pair of powerful arms were placed on Wu Yi's shoulders, "Don't worry about those bastards, they don't have anything in their eyes except money!" The silver-haired young man's face turned red, and the whole person was like an angry lion.

"It's that Wings of Dawn would have gone much further without them." Another hand landed on Wu Yi's shoulder on the other side, and it was a bright moon like frost.

As for the reason why Wu Yi stayed in the Wings of Dawn, it was the same as when he joined, that is, there are a few good brothers here, there is a certain winter, the bright moon is like frost, the thief has a negative charge, and Qiao Xin, of course, if the little girl can also be called a brother.

Walking out of the shadow of the building, Wu Yi raised his head, let the strong light fall on his face, and a trace of warmth penetrated through his skin to his heart.

Turning around, a bright smile appeared on his face, "Don't worry, I'm such a big-hearted person......"

"Just you? Still broad-minded? Mingyue choked like frost, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"Haha!" One winter, he stepped forward and hammered Wu Yi's chest, and said with a smile: "You kid! ”

At this time, Wu Yi had a whim, and in the surprised eyes of a certain winter, he hugged Mingyue Rufrost's neck, and said mysteriously: "Hey, I said, what is the situation between you and Qiaoqiao?" ”