"Think beautiful! The sales agency of the rifle will be given to you in two cities at most! And you will have to hand over eighty percent of the profits!" Jack slapped the table, not letting go. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No way, do you know how widely our family sells them? Do you know how to cooperate for a win-win situation, and with our Byron, you can sell the most weapons. At least six cities, and the profit is fifty-five!" Ino also slapped the table, in this competition for profit, he had already left all the so-called aristocratic demeanor behind. Manners, what is that, can it be exchanged for gold?

"Hehe, I don't know what cooperation is, I don't know what a win-win situation is, I only know, there are better conditions than yours business, free competition, the current era is the era of free competition! If you want to monopolize, you naturally have to pay a price. Jack raised an eyebrow with his index finger and said solemnly. In fact, his heart is not at all as serious as he looks, and as a tricky master (self-styled), he never talks about business when he is a man.

So, it's time to calculate the time!

"Is that how you paid the price?" said Ino, who felt parched in the heat of the debate, took another sip of water, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "You are blackmailing, how can you have such a high price? Eighty percent of the profit, you are only giving us a little soup dregs." ”

"Even if it's a soup dregs, it's enough to buy a city's soup dregs!How many years do you think you can do this business??1 year?" Jack shook his index finger, "Two years? Until the end of the patent for a hundred years, you can all do this business, not counting magic crystals, the cost of a gun is only one gold coin, but we sell it for fifty gold, even if you only have 20% of the profit, you can still make enough money, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Give us one more city, and I'll accept the **** ......" As he spoke, Eno suddenly felt a cramping pain in his stomach, something like a little mouse burrowing into the ground, constantly trying to get out of his stomach. He strained his sphincter muscles to try to suppress the pain, and soon, he did succeed, and the little mouse was pressed back into his stomach.

Ino was relieved at first, but the next moment, the impact of pain once again crippled his stomach, and his whole body used force to hold back this desire to excrete, and at the same time, he also heard Jack's caring question.

"What's wrong with you? Viscount Byron?"

"It's okay, it's just, you, where is the toilet at your house?"

"Move, just go out and turn right, all the way to the end. Do you need Lucy to take you along the way?"

"No, no. Thank you!"

When the words fell, Ino with his head down wanted to get up directly, but his pants suddenly went against his will, turned into restraints, and all the forces he launched violently reacted back. Only then did Ino realize that his trousers were firmly glued to the couch.

"Damn!" Ino scolded fiercely, and when he looked up, he saw Jack's kind smile again, and he immediately understood that all this was probably Jack's doing.

"You...... What the hell did you put in the tea?"

"What's the matter? just some ice?" said Jack innocently, "What's the matter, do you think that's my reason too? Ah, I really have to apologize about your pants, our maid probably forgot to wipe the glue off the couch again!"

"What kind of sofa do you need to wipe with glue...... Ahh

Ino was already lazy with Jack, and the feeling of a stronger eruption brought him great pain, and it was a feeling of knowing that as long as he obeyed, everything would be extremely comfortable.

But Ino had to fight.

If he pulls everything out of his stomach here, his life will be burdened with a huge stain, and when the time comes, his name will go down in history, just because he was the first nobleman to pull into his crotch in front of others.

Who wants to accept such an outcome? No one wants to become the laughing stock of the world! Therefore, he can only fight!

You can only fight bravely!

With a short breath, he quickly pulled his legs out of his pants, glad that he was wearing a pair of pants underneath.

"Oh, you've got a good taste, and these pink pants are so cute!" Jack couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the pants Ino was wearing in his pants.

However, at this moment, Eno no longer had time to pay attention to Jack, he just instantly became an expert in obstacle racing, and his fat body quickly climbed over the sofa and rushed out of the door of the reception room.

"Hahahahaha

Looking at Ino's embarrassed back, Jack laughed heartily.

Then, his gaze fell on the maid lady who was covering her mouth and bowing her head: "Lilith~" Jack raised his eyebrows and said in a smug tone, "You know, there is chili powder on the paper towels in the toilet!"

"Poof!" the snickering maid lady finally raised her head, she glanced at Jack amorously, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be stopped, it was so beautiful that Jack laughed again.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Wait, wait, he'll scream in a minute!"

"How can you be so good at Young Master Byron!" Lilith said in a sweet voice in a tone of disgust, and the beautiful voice made Jack feel his ears itch.

"It's just a whole person, and it won't do him any real harm, whoever makes him look like the eldest and my second, I just can't get used to him! But, then again, Lilith, how can such a good girl of yours be a maid for him?"

"What's the solution, who made our family owe too much money to the Byron family, so ......"

Time, in the small talk between Jack and Lilith, passed slowly, and soon, half an hour passed.

At this moment, Jack suddenly felt that something was wrong, just going to the toilet, why wouldn't it take half an hour?

Feeling strange, Jack and Lilith soon arrive outside the toilet door.

"Viscount Byron?"

"Why did you go to the toilet for so long?"

"Young Master?"

"Are you in there?"

......

Neither Jack nor Lilith's calls were to no avail, and there was no response.

Jack suddenly felt a little bad, and he hurriedly asked Aunt Lucy for a spare key and opened the toilet door.

In a foul smell, they saw a man lying on the floor of the toilet.

It was Viscount Eno, face down, his pants halfway off, apparently falling forward in the process of going to the toilet.

Jack approached Eno with a frown, and he placed his hand on Viscount Ino's nose.

No gas ???

"Dead?" exclaimed Jack, "how can this be?