One hundred and twenty-eight chapters can't be intervened

Maybe sometimes, a person's fault will become her cutest place!

Obviously, he is eager to desire it in his heart, but he has to suppress it.

Lao Li looked at the dignified Chairman Smai, and he was really a little cute.

"Of course, now, here, it can be handed over soon!", Li Zhenshu put the sheepskin contract on the table and wrote his name on it, as if it was an ordinary business.

The chamber was as quiet as a rippleless lake, and the three of them floated on the amber like dead bodies.

Ivy stared at the three of them silently, as if there was a storm that could not be seen through by the naked eye.

Nolan's hand was on the sheepskin contract, and he walked out of the secret room without leaving half a word.

Four markets, hand over three!

"Boss, is it worth it?"

"Do you have a way?", on the one hand, the Orcs, on the other hand, the Sea Clan, and on the other hand, the Barbarians, like three vices firmly stuck in the neck.

Ivy was distressed.

Hand over the market now, and then later!

Tunnels, Ogre Canyon, and Emerald Ridge.

The hateful bandits in the wasteland are the robbers, and these giants are worse than the robbers.

Relying on the meager power at hand, he squeezes all the resources around him by any means.

On the outskirts of the Ogre Canyon, a neat group of barbarian soldiers drove directly into the Northern Wholesale Market.

", this market will be our barbarians in the future!", holding an iron rod and unceremoniously expelling all the maintenance and management personnel of the market.

These market managers were all recruited by Li Zhenshu from the wasteland, and each of them required a salary of at least fifty silver coins.

Fifty silver coins a month, an ordinary barbarian, only consumes one copper a day.

Why are they just exiles in the wasteland?

Redbeard looked triumphantly at the emerging market, and standing next to him was the descendant of the sea devil, "Thank you!"

"Don't forget, nine percent of the revenue from this market is sold to me!"

Redbeard nodded diligently, as long as the market is firmly controlled, what are these sea tribes.

Something that can't walk on land, Redbeard has a hundred eyes that can hide from the sky and the sea.

A market, a stopover!

Stabilize the current territory, and then slowly expand inland, striving to take the two transfer stations under your command.

Nolan still can't believe it in his heart, the goods in and out of the market, the beast carts are endless.

The image of prosperity is no different.

You must know that now all the managers of Li Zhenshu have withdrawn, and the market is completely under her control.

Looking at the bustling market, Nolan's last trace of doubt was also dispelled.

Although she was born in the beast clan, she was confident that she managed better than Li Zhenshu, and she earned more golden hooves.

Merchants loved to do business in the Great Agate Wasteland, and especially enjoyed dealing with Emerald Ridge.

In the wasteland, there is nothing more convincing than the three big characters of Emerald Ridge.

The robbers have become the surest umbrella!

"How much does you earn today?", Nolan stayed in the wholesale market for a whole day, she liked to watch the crowded caravans, the rows of animal carts, the piled goods, and even more like to hear the hawkers' shouting, and liked to smell the fishy smell of seafood and vegetables.

"One thousand eight hundred and sixty-two golden hooves!", said the new manager of the market respectfully.

Nolan gasped, the market had made more money than she had imagined.

The income of Smye City in a day is only more than 300 golden hooves, and this small market is more than five times more!

How did Li Zhenshu run it!

She was glad that she reached out to get the contract at the beginning, and now this lucrative market belongs to Smai City, no, it belongs to the Smai family, and it belongs to her.

1,800 gold hooves a day, and at least 50,000 gold hooves a month.

This number makes me tremble when I think about it.

Imagine the hesitation at the dinner table of the Whale Tavern, the decade of rum, the wide swimming pool, the Forbes fur carpet.

With the support of four markets, it is no wonder that they dare to be so extravagant.

"Save the Golden Hoof in the Smai Vault!", Nolan's laughter even drowned out the boiling noise.

"This?"

"Are you having trouble?"

"Your Excellency, we didn't receive the Golden Hoof?"

"What do you say, there are no golden hooves?"

"Well, the merchants here have signed agreements, and Emerald Ridge reviews their reputation and creditworthiness every month, and comprehensively assesses how much benefit they can bring to the wasteland, so as to calculate the amount of gold they need to pay. ”

Audit, Evaluation, Accounting.

Nolan listened with a headache, "What the hell do you mean?"

"It's very simple, Emerald Ridge will charge different value of commissions according to the contribution of their business to the wasteland, and the commission must be the least for grain and iron ore, while the commission for slaves is ridiculously high!"

Nolan smiled, "Doug Pi's accounting, tell them that this place is under the control of Smye City, and give us the Golden Hoof!"

"Your Excellency, those merchants only recognize Emerald Ridge, our words don't work at all!"

"It doesn't work, kill a few businessmen and stand up!", Nolan exclaimed angrily, she didn't dare.

These merchants now bring in seafood, grain, and transport out the hides, livestock, and meat that the Orcs have backlogged on.

Today, Smai City has become an important material transit point for the Orcs.

Her control of the market is not murderous.

"What should I do?", forcibly suppressed his anger and said quietly.

"No way, the rules of the four markets are common, the goods of the big merchant group are backlogged in the four markets, and their reputation and tax extraction ratio are only in the hands of Emerald Ridge, as long as we reach a consensus with the other three markets, it is naturally not difficult to get this data!"

Reaching a consensus?

Luo Lan couldn't help but smile bitterly, how could the beast race and the human race reach a consensus.

Looking at this bustling market, it is like the moon in the well, which can be touched but cannot be controlled.

"Let those merchants see Li Zhenshu's signature, and we will collect the golden hoof for Emerald Ridge. ”

Nolan still didn't give up, and put the sheepskin contract on the table, as long as she could take the golden hoof, she could not care about anything else.

"The merchants don't give it to us at all? Even they don't know how much they have to pay each month. ”

Nolan stood speechless, indifferent as a birch in the cold wind.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly!

Li Zhenshu used the power of the robbers to drive all these merchants into the underground tunnels, and even became the most powerful accomplice herself.

10,000 golden hooves!

was only 10,000 golden hooves, and he was overjoyed at the beginning, thinking that he had taken a big advantage.

But now, such a huge market, a net profit of 50,000 gold hooves per month!

Nolan was a little unwilling, he was the council leader of Smai City, and he was backed by a powerful beast tribe.

But there was nothing that could be done about the dark humans in the wasteland.

She got the sheepskin contract with her own hands, and now she wants to return it.

It was impossible for Li Zhenshu to give her that precious data, not to mention that the other party still had the transportation arteries across the wasteland in hand.

She suddenly thought of the Magic Shard bombardment in Stormwind a few months ago.

Finally, I understand the reason why the Lord of Stormwind refuses to ask for a wholesale market.

"Your Excellency, this market needs a hundred gold hooves a day to maintain, you see?"

"One hundred golden hooves, don't give it!"

"If you don't give those merchants a riot, Emerald Ridge will provide them with various commodity parameters every day, and several leaders of the big merchant group are waiting outside!"

Nolan smiled bitterly, he kindly got a market, and it became an untouchable thing.

She Nolan dreams that she will become the promoter of the chapter of history, the rising of the Smye clan.

But now it's so ridiculous!

The Whale Tavern was still so beautiful, but at the moment Nolan was not in the mood to appreciate it, and the blue sheen of the petrified crystal shell seemed to mock his ignorance.

"Li Zhen trembled!"

"Nolan senior?", Ivy stood at the door, as if she had been waiting for a long time, "The boss is recuperating in the secret room!"

Li Zhenshu sat on a mahogany chair drinking coconut milk tea, and the Medusa girl gently hammered her back.

The Sea Devil and the Yunling Tribe Chieftain, like frosted eggplants, leaned back in their chairs and gasped. <