Sure enough, after Zhu Ping left the business exchange meeting, the building was like a dung pit blown open by a cannonball, spitting and flying with a white face.

Although there was a great man in Zhu Ping's hometown who said that a merchant would sell a noose for profit.

In fact, there are qualifications.

That is, businessmen have the opportunity to make a lot of money and escape the law at the same time, so they will do such opportunistic things.

If the front foot sells the noose, the back foot will be on his head, and no foolish merchant will do that.

After all, this kind of behavior is not greed, but pure stupidity.

And the merchants are not stupid, they are not stupid, they are also the most informative and intelligent people in the aristocratic world.

If they want to continue to make money in a stable way, they need to have a stable enough environment and workers to eat well......

For the time being, such an environment can only be provided by a joint company.

The factory owners and other manufacturing merchants decided to unite and take a stand against the struggle between the aristocracy and the United Corporation.

They want to maneuver between the two sides, neither offending the aristocracy nor violating the bottom line of the United Corporation.

If a single merchant may not be able to compete with the aristocracy, but now that they are united, the aristocracy will have to weigh the merchant group if they want to move, and if they are forced to the side of the joint company, the aristocracy will not be able to bear the situation.

The rare unity of the factory owners will even crush the grain merchants to the point of silence.

……

By the time the nobles received the news that the merchant group had refused to supply the nobles with resources, it was already dusk.

It was the nobles who sat in the hall, were served by the servants, and enjoyed the time for lunch.

When they heard the news, the delicate food that was placed in their mouths became like blades of grass, and it was hard to swallow.

The huge Viscount Lin Zheng Castle.

The great nobleman Lin Zheng's face was cloudy, he wanted to overturn the table several times, but in the end he held back, he looked at the grain merchant waiting in front of him, and said, "Sir Ben knows." ”

The grain merchant could hear the anger of wanting to kill from Lin Zheng's voice, he bent down respectfully, and said, "Lord Viscount, if there is nothing else, the little one will continue to find out the news of these merchants for you." ”

After saying this, he turned his head and hurriedly wanted to leave this Longtan Tiger's Den.

"Wait......" Just as he took two steps out, Lin Zheng's voice stopped him.

The grain merchant was stunned, then hurriedly turned around, bowed his head and said, "What else does the viscount have to order?" ”

"Send back all the food that was delivered to you before!" Lin Zheng's tone seemed to be indisobedient.

The goatee on the face of the slightly chubby merchant trembled constantly, and he said cowardly: "That, that price ......"

"What price?" Lin Zheng didn't seem to understand at all, but his tone was a little colder.

The grain merchant hurriedly saluted, bent his waist to the ground, cautiously glanced at the great nobleman who had no intention of enjoying the dinner, and admitted: "The little one knows, and the little one will help you transport the grain." ”

He is the most ordinary grain merchant who is attached to the aristocracy, who gives his life to the aristocracy, and who is high up to outsiders and nods and bends down to the aristocracy.

Although he wanted to stab Viscount Lin Zheng to death and replace him.

But his enemy is still Hall, and it won't change.

The ass decides the brain, no matter how much he admires Hall's benevolence and belittles the ugliness of the aristocracy, the grain merchants, who have long been deeply bound to the aristocracy, will not change their position.

And Zhu Ping is not short of such people to be loyal.

Zhu Ping only needs these businessmen to fight in the nest, so that the rich group will not hand knives to the nobles.

That night, the nobles who received the news spontaneously gathered together like ants on a hot pan and ran through the room, as if the faster they wanted to run, the farther away their troubles would be.

Invitations? Civilities? Manners?

These elements, which are extremely valued by the nobles on weekdays, have long since been thrown into a corner, and they are secretly ashes.

The only emotion on the minds of the nobles now is panic, and they desperately need to eliminate the United Company and break the butcher's knife that threatens their safety.

For this, they do not hesitate to pay a lot of money.

The wallgrass faced a team that could cut their sickles, those who had money contributed money, those who had power, and those who had no money and no strength waved their flags and shouted at the back.

Perhaps there was no such vision of unity when the concept of nobility appeared in this land.

……

If the mentality of the aristocracy is divided from contempt to value, it can be roughly divided into five stages:

The nobles of the Orlanton Kingdom saw Zhu Ping at the beginning, he had no money, no connections, no resources, and he was jumping repeatedly in front of everyone, like a clown jumping off the beam.

The nobles watched in silence as he wandered around the kingdom in ignorance.

This period of time is called the "initial phase".

……

Then, without knowing this, the clown really knocked over the biggest spectator, the king, and knocked the whole kingdom out of a hole.

But the aristocrats still play the role of spectators, and they want the clown to knock out a bigger hole so that they can fish in troubled waters for their benefit.

Of course, in the process, Zhu Ping also gave them what they wanted.

The Noble Mutual Aid Association, breaking the unspoken rule of nobles recruiting soldiers and horses, came into being during this time period.

Perhaps this period of time can be called the "dormant stage".

……

Time went back a little further, and it was different, the beam-jumping clown took off the holster on his face and bared his hideous fangs to the nobles.

When the nobles saw their companions bitten by fangs, they were not timid, but instead laughed at the other nobles for running slowly, being weak, and standing on a high place and saying cool things.

They relied on the "heritage" and maintained a lofty posture, although they were a little uneasy, but they still quietly watched this attacking clown attack the enemy indiscriminately, without any action.

This period of time can be called the "chaotic phase".

……

When the chaos reached a certain level, the nobles felt the crisis and decided to concentrate their forces, pay some money, recruit troops, and want to break the leg of this jumping clown.

This phase is called the "confrontation phase".

……

Later, after the nobles took command of the power, when they recruited troops, they suddenly found that they could not fight.

The army was cut off at the stage of co-ordination, and just wanted to contact the rich to concentrate resources, but it was the rich who came to watch from the sidelines.

The aristocracy gradually began to show fatigue.

Originally, they wanted to watch a good show, but they suddenly found that the hideous fangs of the original United Company would not only bite others, but also bite their throats.

This stage can be called the "net closing stage".

……

Late at night, Zhu Ping looked out the window with his hands on his chest, and the last frosty yellow leaf on the poplar tree fell to the ground.

Winter is coming.

He muttered: "So much foreshadowing has been buried, and the foundation of the nobility has been wiped out, and now the net can be closed."

What is the heritage of the aristocracy? Network? Money? Status?

After tearing apart all the superficial order, connections are nothing more than meaningless promises, money is nothing more than a pile of metal and waste paper, and status is nothing more than some trick to deceive people.

There are only three things that can be truly powerful:

Someone who can raise a weapon!

A meal that fills people!

A weapon that can make you win battles!

There are only three of them!

Zhu Ping turned around and said earnestly to the people in the room who were holding up the report and discussing endlessly: "Scout team, inspection team, logistics team, get ready tonight."

Early tomorrow morning, notify the combined army to conduct drills, and the war begins! ”

The people in the room looked slightly stunned, and then their eyes burst into endless brilliance.

The sky is about to change!

：。 ：m.x