Wright walked into the office and felt bad as soon as he walked in, because it wasn't any of the nobles he knew that sat on the other end of the office desk. It was a fat man, and his fat body was bloated like a fat pig, but this did not affect the awe of him in the slightest.

The fat man was now sitting in the position of the warehouse director, wearing a robe that shone with magical brilliance, and the fat man, who was known for his smiling face, had a gloomy face at this time, and it seemed that his momentum was affecting the atmosphere of the whole room.

Wright felt a rush of pressure coming from the mountains.

"Lord Hart, how did you take time out of your busy schedule to come here," a smile rose to his face, and Wright's anger vanished without a trace at the sight of the fat man, replaced by endless fear and flattery.

The slender Wright was wearing the most popular trench coat style of aristocratic winter, and the collar of the black trench coat was a warm animal skin, and he played the most appropriate smile in his life at this moment, fully realizing the aristocratic cultivation of the Iron Thorn Flower family.

The aristocracy is like that.

Even if Hart Hilter is the henchman of the earl who is known as the "hyena of the West", even if he is a big man in the whole Erdos with one hand, even if you want to pat his ass from the bottom of your heart, but under the gorgeous coat of the nobility, your sycophant must behave in line with the etiquette and cultivation of the nobility.

"Smack!"

What caught Wright a little off guard was that this fat pig-like guy was actually like a winter bear in a rage, and the moment he saw Wright, he directly grabbed his collar fiercely, and then pressed it violently on the table.

A loud slap rang out.

"Lord Hart, spare your life!"

Hart's tremendous force slammed into Wright's face, instantly swelling half of the pampered nobleman's face. Half of his face was swollen, and he was pressed to the table by Hart, not only did he not think about resisting, but he begged for mercy vigorously.

"Spare your life, hehe, today's matter is not handled properly, we all have to finish the game!" Hart had a gloomy face, and his fat face, which was originally smiling like a businessman, was as low as the coldest ice cube, and Hart, who exuded murderous energy, said in a cold tone.

Poof!

An indignant Wright threw his hand on the ground, and Hart sat in his chair with a gloomy face. Wright hurriedly got up, stood up straight, with a hint of undisguised flattery on his face, he looked at Hart fearfully and aggrieved, and didn't know what was going on for a long time.

"Bring it on!"

Glancing at Wright in disgust, Hart shouted coldly to the soldiers outside, looking at Wright like a pug, Hart's gloomy old face was full of disgust. He just found this flattery disgusting, but he didn't expect that as a western hyena, Hart's appearance when facing Earl Andy was even more disgusting.

Maybe it's the rejection of the same kind, Hart hates this kind of person who only knows how to play and almost sycophant.

Soon.

In Wright's frightened eyes, a battered, bruised and inhuman-shaped guy was dragged in.

Burst!

Throwing the man to the ground like a dead dog, Wright looked at the familiar silhouette on his face, his expression was a little shocked, and he shouted tremblingly, "Buan?"

Buan.

It was a small supervisor in the Earl's warehouse area, belonging to the middle class, and his main job was to manage the specific materials of Warehouse 3. Wright had an impression of Booan because he was a very good young man.

The young man who is only about twenty years old has a very hearty personality, and he has a very good relationship with his colleagues in the department, and it is easy to gain people's favor by smiling all day long, and the reason why Wright remembers him is mainly because this young man will give a rich gift every New Year's Day, which makes Wright very useful, after all, the communication of nobles is very expensive.

"He's the caretaker of Warehouse Three!"

Hart asked with a cold face and a cold tone, at this moment he didn't want to be a fat pig, but like a hideous monster, and his fat size made him even more terrifying.

"Yes. Wright realized that the question was not simple, and replied tremblingly.

A hint of hideousness flashed on Hart's fat face, like a demon in the abyss, he looked at Wright with fierce eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "You should know what is in warehouse three!"

Wright's face changed, and of course he knew what was in warehouse three.

"Grain!" Hart's tone raised an octave, and his whole body was filled with a tyrannical aura, "but did you know? A day ago, he went to the government hall and said he was going to turn himself in!"

"Turn yourself in!" Hart slapped the table.

Wright's face turned pale, and at this moment, he felt that something was wrong.

Hart stepped forward and kicked the dying Buan out, hitting the wall of the office before stopping, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and said: "This slut, he said that he embezzled the grain from the No. 3 warehouse, in order to fill the food gap, he secretly checked the other warehouses, and he found that the entire warehouse area was full of grit except for the grain on the outer floor!"

Wright's whole body shook, and he looked at Buan, who was already half dead, in disbelief.

Food is gone!

If what Buan said is true, then nearly 100,000 tons of grain in the entire warehouse area will be gone!

"My people checked it out as fast as they could!

Hart gritted his teeth and said, the cold words made Wright's cold hair stand upside down, and even the warm animal skin coat could not bring him a trace of warmth.

Looking at Wright coldly, Hart, as a big man in Erdos, knows better than Wright what these grains mean.

When the Earl first began to collect grain from the entire Northwest, almost all the nobles were in favor of it, believing that by gathering the grain from the Northwest, they could live a peaceful winter even if the winter was difficult.

As for the untouchables, let them die, and in a few years there will be another batch.

Even the local lords had quite a few people in favor.

While they delivered food, their families moved to Erdos one by one. These local nobles are also nobles, and the countryside is always full of mud and filth, and in such winters, only the high walls of Erdos can give them a sense of security, and only the lights of Erdos can give them the enjoyment of the nobility.

And now.

Food is gone.

The commoners of Erdos are hoping that when the people are hungry to the extreme, the nobles will always have to come forward to help, this is a hope, although this hope is very slim, but it can still keep these commoners from being excited to do something out of the ordinary.

But now, food is gone.

Not only are there the possibility of riots among the commoners, but even whether the nobles can survive this snowy winter is a question.