"Master, I heard from people next to me that he cleared out all the ores in the entire No. 5 area by himself. He bought more than a thousand ores on each floor. The crystallization rate reached 100%. I'm afraid the rest are just

All that’s left is rubble!”

"Hiss!" Yrel gasped.

As the lord's youngest son, Yrel occasionally buys a few pieces of ore to play with, but he has bought hundreds of pieces of ore. So far, he has only opened one crystal stone. Ordinary people would buy this thing.

It's almost like burning money.

When he first saw Zhang Mengyu, he instinctively felt that this person from other civilizations was unusual. He didn't expect that he was so unusual.

"Brother, have they offended you?" From Zhang Mengyu's tone, he seemed to want to bankrupt them. You said you were going to sell crystals in other people's warehouses. Wouldn't this mean that those dozens of people would go bankrupt?

Are all the billions of ores scrapped?

The hatred of killing my father is not so great!

"I didn't say that," Zhang Menglong complained about electronic music, "They just can't afford it. They are a bunch of little trash, they have no strength!"

"I, Zhang Menglong, am a trustworthy person. I owe you 8 billion. I will pay you back twice as much as I said. Then I have to make money." Zhang Menglong said with a righteous look, "I

I am here to make money with my strength, but they actually sent me away for a few hundred million and even threatened me. Do you think this is irritating or not?"

"A few hundred million to spend?"

"A master is a master, and the pattern is extraordinary."

"I also want someone to send me a few hundred million."

Berg's group of little brothers now finally know why Zhang Mengyu did such a thing. It turns out that the people in the ore company can't bear such losses and want to play dirty tricks!

If ordinary people were really frightened by them, they would have left with hundreds of millions!

It turns out that he knows this young son of the lord of Izek civilization, so no wonder he looks confident.

The lord of the Izek civilization is almost the most powerful person in this civilization. He has a fleet of thousands of second-level civilized warships and 10 third-level civilized warships, which can control the thousands of civilized planets within his jurisdiction.

, he has almost absolute power of life and death!

"Brother, I advise you to give it up as soon as you can," Yrel said with a look of embarrassment. "This company has a huge background. They are just a branch in our civilization. Their head office is

In the third-level civilization in the center of the galaxy, and the lords of our galaxy are all shareholders of this company."

"Oh! It's none of my business! The Galaxy Lord is nothing! The entire galaxy belongs to a small country on our planet!"

A look of surprise flashed across Yrel's face. The one who has the qualifications to say such a thing is at least the big family that manages the Laniakea Super Galaxy Cluster and even the lord of the entire Star City!

But didn’t Zhang Mengyu say before that his civilization has not yet joined the Universe Alliance?

Of course he didn't know that Zhang Menglong was talking about a shameless nation on earth, but his words really scared Yrel.

First of all, he is already a fourth-level life form at such a young age, which means that either Zhang Mengyu's civilization is naturally highly evolved, or their civilization's martial arts system has developed to a very prosperous level.

Coupled with his palmistry skills, do you think he comes from a barbaric civilization? Do you think he is a fool? It is estimated that he is most likely to come from some powerful civilization to play outside.

"What? Are you scared?" Zhang Menglong looked at Yirel with a slightly fearful look.

"Afraid? How could I be afraid?" In fact, Yrel was really scared to death in his heart.

This mining company, even his father, the lord of the Izek civilization, has to show some respect. Even this land was specially approved by his father.

But as a young man, everyone wants to save face. If you want a young man to admit that he is cowardly, you might as well let him die.

"My father is the lord of the Izek civilization. Even if he is the lord of the Galaxy, he will give my father a little face." Yrel said.

But there are hundreds of second-level civilization lords in the entire galaxy. Even if they have face, how much face do they have? Their face is not even as useful as the nobles under those lords.

"Okay, since you're not afraid, just come with me. I'll treat you to the most expensive meal on your planet tonight!" With the money, Zhang Mengyu looked wealthy, "This is a thank you for helping me apply for an identity.

He also lent me money. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me. If I can help you, I will never force you!"

This is what Yirel was waiting for!

"Fight!" Yirel gritted his teeth. If he continued to play with Zhang Menglong, even if it had nothing to do with him, I'm afraid it would have a big impact on him and even his father.

He was betting that Zhang Mengyu's origin was far beyond his imagination! And he felt that he had a high probability of winning the bet!

"What are you doing, why are you still standing there? Didn't you see I, Yrel, coming?" Yrel said bravely.

"Master Yirel, you are causing trouble for your father!" At this time, Oris, the boss of the branch, finally showed up. If Zhang Mengyu had only looted the entire building, they could barely pay back such losses.

The most I can bear is to report a few more losses every year in the future.

But if something went wrong in the warehouse, he would have absolutely no way to explain it to the head office.

The moment he saw Oris, the corners of Yrel's eyes twitched.

"Who is he?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

"He is the boss of this branch," Yrel replied.

"Oh, he's just the boss of a company, what's so awesome about him? Didn't you see your lord's son here? Are you still doing business?" Zhang Mengyu scolded.

But Oris didn't look at Zhang Menglong, but stared at Yirel, "Young Master, are you sure you want to help this outsider?"

Although Oris has some face on this planet, this face comes from the forces behind him. If Yrel wants to trick him, he doesn't have the ability to resist it, unless the head office puts pressure on him.

Now he just wants to see Yrel's attitude.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Since Yirel has decided to gamble, he will no longer be afraid of trouble. The young man naturally has some youthful anger, not to mention so many people are looking at him now. If he gives in, how will he survive in the future?

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"Just tell me whether you are allowed to enter this warehouse!" Yrel said.

"Very good!" Oris nodded with a sneer, "open the warehouse to this master and the lord's young master, be sure to entertain me!"

After saying that, Oris left directly. He must report this matter to the head office immediately. The people from the head office will naturally handle the rest.

Looking at Oris's leaving figure, Yrel looked sad.

"What's wrong Yrel, you look very unhappy."

"Can I be happy?" Yirel explained the background of this mining company. "If their head office comes to put pressure, we will both be in trouble, and maybe my father will be implicated."

"You are a bit hasty," Zhang Mengyu said, "It's such a big deal, how dare you show off here with me?"

"Pretending?"

"Oh, there's a word on our planet, it's pretending to be awesome, but actually you're going to wet your pants."

"Hahaha, it's interesting," Yirel said with a wry smile, "But with so many people here, I can't be cowardly, right? Besides, I said I wanted to recognize you as my friend, but I backed down at this time. It's not very interesting."

"Okay, you're interesting!" Zhang Mengyu patted Yrel on the shoulder.

"Brother, please explain to me," Yrel said, "Are you really from a barbaric civilization that has not yet joined the Universe Alliance?"

"Yes," Zhang Mengyu nodded, "but one of my ancestors seemed to have started a business in the universe two or three thousand years ago. He should be quite rich. I am here to inherit his bank account."

Two or three thousand years sounds like a long time, but for the long universe, it is just a blink of an eye.

The galactic civilization has been developing for billions of years, so I don’t know how much wealth it has accumulated. You have only accumulated wealth for two or three thousand years, how much wealth can you have?
Chapter completed!