The tall building opposite the city hall was bought by a noble merchant named Wen Na, although this noble merchant came from Ferron, but he had a network in Cacher that was difficult for ordinary people to reach, and he had never seen a merchant of Pheren do business in any country in the Northland with such fanfare. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info She has the United Press Group (hereinafter referred to as United Newspapers) and Lawrence Medwood Asset Custodian Bank (hereinafter referred to as Lawrence Bank), which have colluded with each other, and it has only taken three years to become a behemoth in the business circle of the Northland, and the production and life of tens of millions of people are closely related to these two companies.

The situation is obvious now, most of the people are watching the civil war between the Winter Moon Empire and King Brent, and Wenna secretly wields gold coins and bayonets to eat countless high-quality assets in a messy war-torn land. It is foreseeable that once the war stops, then the assets in her hands will skyrocket dozens of times in an instant!

Mrs. Lawrence, who was becoming more and more of a business queen, tapped the rattle on the table, and a good-looking maid in a black women's suit walked in with a notepad in her arms, bowed and stood aside, quickly spread out her notebook, picked up a pen, and prepared to record her work.

Wen Na gently flicked the bunch of hair scattered on her forehead behind her ear, and said lightly: "Call Dott to me, you go in Beni's carriage, if you don't see you come back with that trafficker in half an hour, then don't come back." ”

"Yes, master. The maid hurriedly wrote down Dort's address, bowed, and hurried out.

Wenna didn't use the sound crystal, she felt a little tired, and wanted to spare twenty minutes to rest quietly. He threw the quill pen on the sofa and lay on his back. As soon as I closed my eyes, who knew that there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Come in. ”

Wen Na rubbed her sour eyes, picked up the coffee that had been cooled and took a sip, and when she looked up and saw the person walking in from the door, her brows furrowed.

"Miss Wenna, why are you still working, continuous exertion will quickly dehydrate your skin, in my opinion, you need plenty of rest now. The man who spoke was 1.9 meters tall, about twenty-five years old, with short blond hair and a resolute face, looking very energetic, and there was not too much decoration on his body, but the tailor-made jazz suit and opal cane were enough to prove that this guy was not only rich but also extremely high-status: "I heard that a new restaurant has opened in the second block, the owner is a palace cook, let's have dinner together, if there is such an honor in the next place." ”

Glancing out the window, the sky was already dark, and fine snowflakes were floating in the air, looking beautiful under the magic lights that could be seen everywhere.

"Your Highness Bruce, I'm sorry, I'm a little tired. ”

Wen Na refused without even thinking about it.

Bruce didn't say anything, he walked over to the large table, picked up the cup of coffee, and shook his head as he tested the temperature on the wall with his fingers. The next moment, he poured the coffee in the cup into the potted plant on the windowsill, washed it with water, put a small handful of black tea very intimately, added hot water and milk to brew, and then took a small sip himself, and then brought it to Wen Na like a servant: "Please use it, the temperature and taste are just right, it won't hurt your mouth." ”

Bruce stood at the table gentlemanly and looked at Winna with a smile, he had never done such a thing, but for the sake of the woman in front of him, he was willing to do it.

"Your Highness Bruce, I'm not worth it. ”

Wen Na stood up, walked to the windowsill with her hands folded and leaned on casually, and said words without any emotion, dry, which made His Royal Highness the Prince very faceless. But he was not angry, picked up the cup of hot black tea again, put it next to Wen Na, and chuckled and motioned for her to drink.

"Please pay attention to your identity, Your Highness Bruce!" Wen Na picked up the cup casually, threw it out the window, and fell on the road outside in the shocked expression of His Royal Highness the Prince, the crisp echo accompanied by the scolding voices of some unlucky ghosts who were splashed with black tea came from outside, Wen Na gave him a helpless expression, and closed the window hard: "It's really noisy......"

No matter how good His Royal Highness the Prince is, he can't withstand such an insult, and asks angrily: "The nobles of Faerun, do they all treat nobles who are nobler than themselves like this!?"

"No, I'm just not used to drinking tea that other people have drunk. Wen Na raised her eyebrows, grabbed Bruce by the collar and pulled him into her face, stared at him with beautiful eyes, and asked in a strange tone, "Your Royal Highness...... Do you know what I see in your eyes?"

"No, I don't know. Fine beads of sweat began to form on Bruce's head, and for some reason, he felt nervous.

"Lust and power. ”

“...... These are the things that a man should have......"

"Of course, I don't deny it. Wenna suddenly smiled evilly, and slammed a knee between Bruce's legs: "But I also have desire and power, and my desire is to trample you males who think with your lower body under your feet, and humbly lick the tips of my boots!"

Bruce was just an idle prince, who had just fled from the kingdom of Charlesand, and might have been living on the streets if it weren't for his large fortune and loyal servants.

Speaking of which, he is just a beginner paladin, although Wenna is talented in business, but after becoming Isaac's dependent, he was poured with a body of strength, and casually stepped into the master level. Even an epic paladin has the strength to fight, where can a second-hand paladin like Bruce bear it, and he will soften his stomach while holding it.

"Rubbish!" Wen Na lifted her foot, and the high-heeled boot slammed into the side of His Royal Highness's face, leaving a clearly visible red mark.

"Aha......"

His Royal Highness screamed in pain.

"Let me drink the tea you've drunk, you shitty wild dog!"

Grabbing the teapot on the table, boiling hot water on Bruce's crotch, Winna sneered at him struggling with his hands.

"I've put up with you for a long time, you know? It's as annoying as a fly all day long! Oh yes, you idiot probably never left the Northlands, and you don't know what a fly looks like, it's an insect that likes to eat excrement and rotting food, I don't want to be its dirty food, damn it, you don't understand!"

After saying that, he made up two more feet on his body.

Wen Na suddenly became so irritable because as a soul dependent, it was easy to sense the return of her master. She wanted to finish the day's work quickly and meet Isaac, but the untimely obstruction of the way by His Royal Highness made her extremely unhappy. Ignoring the painful groans of his Royal Highness, he tidied up a little in the mirror on the wall, pushed open the door and was already waiting outside.

"Master......" Beni was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voiceless host raising his hand.

"Mr. Dott will be here in ten minutes, you give him the information you prepared before, let him figure out the situation, why the Winter Moon Empire has a shortage of 70,000 slaves, I don't want to hear any explanation. No matter what method you use, you must make up for it by the 10th of next month, otherwise the supply of terminal raw materials will shrink, and I will not allow my profits to be plundered by those humble idiots, do you understand? ”

The huge wealth and power behind Wen Na made her invisibly exude an extremely strong momentum of superiority, without a certain status, she would feel ashamed of herself when she stood in front of her.

"Yes, I understand. Beni nodded, not daring to look up at her again.

As the sound of his heels tapping on the floor faded away, the poor Prince in the study finally got up with difficulty, and slipped out the back door with his crotch clutched.

In the single-family hot spring villa of the Snow Plains Resort, the housekeeper asked the maid to bring the tray over, and personally picked up the wine in the tray and put it in the owner's hand.

"Your Highness, does that woman really dare to do this?"

"Hmph, a widow who lives in a widow dares to do something to me!"

Lying in the steaming hot spring pool, His Royal Highness rubbed his head, and felt a faint pain when he thought of the scene just now. But it is undeniable that Bruce has never seen such a woman for more than thirty years, as a noble prince, what kind of woman can't get it, as long as he shows his identity, how many beauties will flock like ants smelling flowers. Since he came back, he had already had countless thoughts, trying to make this woman voluntarily prostrate under his crotch, but when he thought of the power and huge financial resources behind Wen Na, he felt overwhelmed.

"Vicarus, do you have any great ideas?"

"Of course, my master. Vicarus smiled confidently, "The Blood Axe Guild, as the largest gang in Katcher, has a total of six 'gentlemen', each in charge of a field. I've got in touch with Mr. Dark Hand in charge of the Blood Axe Guild, and he can try to make Miss Wenna have some 'accident'......"

"Oh, who is he?"

"Zane the Skinner, the hybrid troll mongrel, has to meet his conditions. ”

"What does he want?" asked Bruce as he opened his eyes.

"Ten thousand gold coins. ”

"What! is he crazy?" Bruce laughed at the request, he couldn't understand how Katcher's gang could speak without a brain. The gods are above, that's 10,000 gold coins! That's enough money to hire a large number of high-ranking mercenaries to start a medium-sized uprising. Besides, what kind of confidence does this guy have to do such a thing, if Wen Na is so easy to get it, how can he still get his turn?

He also said that he was the only one who dared to do this in the whole of Kacher, and indeed in the whole of the Northland, because this woman not only had a lot of wealth, but also the power behind her was unfathomable. The butler hurriedly finished what the other party had said in one breath, and looked at the angry master with trepidation.

Bruce rolled his eyes, having completely lost his thoughts about his housekeeper, it was not a matter of IQ, but a cognitive bias. He was sure that Duke Katcher had a good connection with the widow, and he had a headache when he thought about the cruel lord, and even the prince was helpless in other people's territory. Not to mention the Blood Axe Guild, one of the biggest gangs in the Northland, sitting in the North Carolina Crown League, this kind of profiteering industry can't even be touched by himself as a prince, how can they do such a nasty thing for a fugitive prince? It's almost the same as a fool.