Markov was startled: "Father?"

"Are you stupid? A letter of intent can also be used as collateral?"

"The general letter of intent is definitely not good, but this is the letter of intent of the Rohr Chamber of Commerce, it means an authoritative affirmation and recognition, which means that our ideas and methods are completely right, and the Black Holy Land will not refuse. ”

The mother said worriedly: "Son, your father didn't mean that, he said that if you do this, it is tantamount to betraying your partner." ”

"Please, Mother, that's just an 'intention' that can be carried out or canceled at any time. Even if the terms are carried out according to the terms, in the course of cooperation, there are still few cases in which the two sides cannot reach an agreement and finally part ways? Our fate must be in our own hands!"

The father stared at his son in disbelief, as if he never knew him: "I was...... I see, it's just a conspiracy, right? There's never been any cooperation, right?"

The mother was worried: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

You ask him. ”

"Son, tell me, what the hell do you think?"

"Quite simply, with the support of Director Dack, I don't need to work with anyone at all. All I need is a start-up capital. As long as you can get 300,000 pounds, no, 200,000 pounds. 120,000 yuan to hand in, another 180,000 yuan to invest, including the establishment of their own warehouse, brewing workshop, hiring experienced brewing masters, opening up sales relationship channels - with the support of Director Dark, all this is not a problem! Everything is our own, we monopolize, we monopolize, we get everything! The glory of the Tuscano family will be reproduced in my hands!"

The mother was angry: "Markov, you will ruin your reputation!"

"I'm sorry, Mother, it will be an eternal scar on my heart, but if it can bring back the happiness of the whole family, then what is it?"

The father's old eyes were full of sorrow: "Do you think that if we do this, we will be happy?

"I think the best subordinates are first and foremost loyalty, then ability, and finally personal morality. ”

"But you are a businessman! A businessman who does not pay attention to credibility, who will rest assured that he will be entrusted with a heavy responsibility!"

"Markov!" the mother wept, "what's wrong with you, how can you have such a terrible thought!

"No, Mother, I'm still me, it's just that you don't know how good it feels to be in control of your own destiny!"

At this moment, Markov's mind was full of the domineering posture and graceful bearing of the girl in the dress, as well as the delicate neck and seductive fragrant shoulders.

I want to be a human being, to be the one who can crush her underneath!

It's possible, it's entirely possible.

God saved me, which means that he is watching me, and I will not fail!

At this moment, Markov laughed evilly.

"You don't mean it, kid. Wake up, last night, you stole a fruit knife and ran out, and after you found out, your father and I didn't close our eyes all night, but fortunately, you came back safe and sound, this is a gift from God. ”

The father sighed: "You said that you met a noble man, and it was the god of fate who saved you by his hand, so why do you go against the will of the god of fate and use miracles as capital to realize your ambitions?"

"Since there is a miracle, I can't fail!

"What you get by accident will be lost by accident. The will of God is not something that you and I mortals can speculate about. ”

"Now I'm the principal! I'm not asking, I'm just informing, informing!"

The father sighed helplessly: "Whatever you want, but no matter what, your mother and I will always stand behind you." We will pray and repent to the God of Light on your behalf. ”

"Pray?!" Dropping these words, Markov got up and left with a letter of intent to cooperate with the Rohr Chamber of Commerce.

"Markov!"

"What's wrong Mother?"

"Apple pie...... Not baked yet. ”

"I'm in a hurry, forget it. ”

"For the sake of the god of light, kid, at least, get an apple. ”

As if begging, the mother handed over a large, red apple.

Markov slipped it into his pocket, held his head high, and walked out of the house.

He had the luxury of hiring a carriage for fivepence, and went straight to the Chamber of Commerce of the Black Holy Land, where he arrived quickly.

Unlike the wide and tall doors of the Rohr Chamber of Commerce, the door of the Black Holy Land Chamber of Commerce is low and cramped, and it feels like guests have to squeeze in.

The emblem of the Chamber of Commerce is interesting, it is a large cake with holes, and a hand hovers over it. He looked at it a few times, but he couldn't see anything famous.

There were very few people in the hall, most of them wearing hooded cloaks, like thieves.

Markov sat down on the couch in the hall and silently surveyed the empty hall.

The Black Holy Land mainly deals in high-end alchemy materials, which is similar to the antique business, "it will not be open for three years, and it will be eaten for three years after opening". Venture capital is one of their businesses, and they will spend a lot of money on the research of magic, in the form of loan sharks, of course. If they don't do it when it's due, the ideas, inventions, and even the researchers themselves will become their own.

A bunch of guys hovering over the edge of the shadows.

Ha, what right do I have to say about them, am I not the same?

Markov shook his head self-deprecatingly.

Loan sharks.

Do you want to reach out? Reach out, and it may be the hope of the family's rise, or it may be the devil's claw.

If I don't stretch out my hand, what am I doing here!

"Hello, how can I help you?"

A gentle and sweet female voice rang out, drawing Markov's gaze away.

He saw a black rose in full bloom.

The pure black tight-fitting uniform locks the girl's feminine body firmly in the black prison, but it looks more curvaceous, a pair of pure blue eyes reminiscent of blue waves, staring at a few more times, it seems to melt into the gentle and free element, she wears a glove woven of pure snow-white silk without decoration, and a snow-white brooch pinned to her chest, which is the spread of her wings.

The pure and sweet face, pure black clothing, and dazzling white skin and accessories made Markov's breathing slow down.

"Greetings to Rasputin of the Black Sanctuary of Lorma City Branch. ”

He quickly gathered his thoughts, stood up and said, "Markov, the owner of the Tuscano plantation, wants to handle the loan business. ”

"Okay, please come with me. ”

The girls were ahead, and Markov was close behind.

What a beautiful figure, it is simply a poem of youth, nature and purity.

It's so damnning, this suffocating outfit! If you change into an off-the-shoulder, low-cut dress...... Such a beautiful girl, it turned out to be a flat ...... Why should I say again, the Rohr Chamber of Commerce is just a small one, well, a pretty little one...... Does this girl match my status as a plantation owner? What would my parents say?

"Okay, wait a minute...... Oops!"

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