The drizzle was pouring and the sky was overcast.

Zidi's father is buried in the back of the manor, with her mother. This was the last wish made by Zidi's father in the year of her mother's death.

At the beginning, he dug up the first pot of gold in his life, and in order to marry Zidi's mother, he used almost all his net worth to buy this hill and build this manor.

For Zidi's father, this is a testimony of the glory of his life, the beginning of happiness, and the end of life.

The priest prays, and the coffin descends into the tomb.

A group of people dressed in black, silent, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Zidi stood at the front, quietly staring at the coffin in front of her.

It is buried her last relatives in this world.

Her face was expressionless, but her heart was full of grief and hatred.

Fell from a horse and died, how ridiculous this cause of death!

Her father, as the president of a super chamber of commerce, has a black iron-level cultivator, and he also has many powerful talismans. Even if you ride a hoofed horse, you won't die like this.

But such a ridiculous reason is accepted.

Ignorant people really believe and lament the impermanence of fate.

And those who are well versed in the rules of society and have wisdom understand even more - this is actually a cold, hideous warning from the imperial elite to the lower classes - the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce is so large, and the president of the Chamber of Commerce will suddenly fall from his horse and die one day. You should know who is in charge of this empire!

After the priest finished praying, someone took the shovel and filled the grave with earth.

Soon after, the funeral was over.

"Thank you, Father. As a family member, Zidi thanked the priest.

"Beautiful young lady, please mourn, and may your father be guided by the gods to ascend to the heavenly kingdom of God. The priest reassured.

Zidi's father was a believer in the god of wealth, but he was not religious.

The believers in the god of wealth are mostly poor and the rich are mostly of general beliefs.

It makes sense.

Those who have the ability to earn wealth will keep their blood and sweat for themselves, and are less willing to contribute to the gods.

Poor and talentless people thirst for wealth, and can only rely on prayer, and their faith is often pious.

Of course, there are also wealthy fanatics, but the number is significantly smaller than that of other gods.

For the priest's blessing, Zidi knew very well in her heart that it was impossible.

Not to mention her father's beliefs, the most important thing is that after her father fell from his horse and died, his own soul also dissipated.

In this world, the death of a person does not mean that the secret is buried deeply. Whether it's magic or magic, there are many ways to cross death and dig up a lot of information.

The soul dissipated, apparently the murderer's clean handiwork.

The real culprit behind the scenes is unwilling to leave any handles. It's not that I'm worried about what Zidi or the people in the Chamber of Commerce will do, but to prevent this handle from falling into the hands of other powerful forces.

This also leads to the fact that Zidi and the others still don't know who the enemy who killed their father is, and which force is behind it.

"But I will still do my best, to the best of my ability, to investigate the truth and avenge you......! Father. ”

Zidi stood in place, shaped like a statue, and did not move for a long time.

The fat tongue behind him sighed and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be too sad, little Zidi." ”

"The president actually has a hunch. "Slightly

"He has always loved you and felt guilty about you. ”

"After you rejected the Garden City Lord, he resisted the pressure and never pressed you again. ”

"Over the years, you have refused his funds, never used a penny, but worked your own, which made him distressed and very gratified. On many private occasions, he has used every little achievement of yours to show off to me that he has such a wonderful daughter. ”

Zidi was silent for a while: "Uncle Fat Tongue, I want to be alone with my father for a while." ”

"Okay. Fattongue nodded, turned and waved, motioning for the others to move away from the tombstone.

The group stood in the distance, looked at Zidi and the tombstone, and began to talk in a whisper.

"How long is she going to stay, and how long are we going to wait?" said one impatiently.

"Hmph, if it weren't for her shrinking in the academy all the time, how could the elder have delayed her burial until now!" someone expressed dissatisfaction with Zidi, "Even if there is a conflict between father and daughter, it won't be like this." ”

"According to the schedule, the next thing is the meeting. As soon as possible, I'm very short on time. ”

Fat Tongue turned his head and looked at the crowd, his eyes were indifferent, and he said: If you want to wait, you can wait. If you don't want to wait, if you are short of time, you can leave directly, and you don't have to attend the meeting.

The conversation suddenly stopped.

Fat Tongue set his eyes on Zidi again, and he was worried. This group of people who attended the funeral were all veterans in the Chamber of Commerce, or elders, but now they have different thoughts. Some people want to go it alone, some want to revive the Chamber of Commerce, and of course there are spies. Compared to her father, Zidi has no prestige over these people, and she definitely can't suppress the scene.

At the beginning of the meeting, Zidi said directly: "How to operate the Chamber of Commerce, I don't know much about these at the moment." If you have anything to say, just say it. ”

"Then I'll just say that my main business is the production of griffin chairs. But at present, the alchemists in the Chamber of Commerce have been poached, and I still have a large amount of orders in my hands that have not been completed. I need the Chamber of Commerce to transfer enough alchemists for me to help me through this!"

"My flour business in Stone City has also been suppressed. The merchants of the city banded together and competed with me disgustingly. They hired thugs to interfere with my store, and they hired thieves to try to burn down my depot. I caught the thieves, but the lord and the guards were on their side, and there was no justice at all. ”

"My banks in the province have also been run on one after another. At present, my capital chain is directly broken, and I need a lot of financial assistance. ”

......

Everyone is in a difficult situation, in the past, the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce was super large, the limelight was very strong, and the business territory expanded rapidly, and the speed made even the president of the Chamber of Commerce feel afraid.

But now, everyone knows that the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce has fallen, and most of the industry has been divided by major forces. The well-fed predators slowly left the scene, and the piranhas attracted by the smell of blood swarmed in. Everyone saw the weakness of the remnants of the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce, and everyone wanted to take a bite.

The veterans left behind by the Chamber of Commerce were miserable, and this time they participated in the meeting, basically to ask for help and stay warm.

In the face of many requests, Zidi slowly shook her head: "I can't help everyone, in fact, I don't know what to do at all." ”

"Miss Zidi, it's actually very simple. The patriarch who ran the bank smiled, "We know that for the past few years, your father has been sending money to your account to pay for your tuition. ”

"But in fact, the amount of money is huge, far more than is needed for study. ”

"I think this should be the means that the Elder will prepare for a rainy day, and it will be used to deal with our current situation. ”

Zidi studied in a magical academy with a transcendent status, and the assets in her private account were often relatively safe.

Zidi blinked, "You mean, let me lend you this money?"

"Yes, as long as I get through this difficulty, I will repay you several times over, beautiful young lady. The patriarch said.

Zidi nodded: "I agree with this approach, in fact, I am willing to do my best to help you." ”

The elders of the Chamber of Commerce smiled one after another, and some began to praise Zidi's kindness and responsibility, which was very president-like.

Zidi thought for a moment: "I am willing to take out 100,000 gold coins as a loan, and I hope you can use the black hair horse farm as collateral." At the same time, the interest rate is 10% per annum. ”

The smiles of the elders of the Chamber of Commerce froze.

Fat Tongue is secretly funny. On the way here, he admonished Zidi about many things, but after communicating with each other, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Zidi was far more mature than he had imagined.

The patriarch who was in charge of the bank also changed his face, and he stood up from his seat suddenly: "You are robbing!"