Money is the panacea.

After the twelve-year-old Yinjue was sold by his parents to the slave owners of the Tsarist Empire for one gold coin, Yinjue had these words engraved in his heart forever.

Later, relying on his thorough thinking, Yin Jue gained the slave owner's trust and began to manage money and collect accounts for him. Later, relying on various means, Yin Jue used a contract and a clever language trap to lure the slave owner into

He took all the wealth as his own, and then bribed the judge in the then Tsarist Empire to sentence the slave owner to death for illegal theft.

After getting the money, Yin Jue accepted a considerable donation to the Commercial Church, and then naturally became a local minor bishop. No one knows how this young man in his twenties ended up in the Commercial Church.

Among the millions of people, he climbed to the top step by step and became the famous Pope of the Commercial Church - Yin Jue.

As the richest man in the entire continent, Yin Jue naturally gained rights. No one knows how his parents were killed by a car at home, and no one knows what happened that day. But everyone knows that

One day, the president of the Tsarist Court received a donation of fifty thousand gold coins.

Fifty thousand gold coins is a very important value in Yin Jue's heart. Throughout his life, Yin Jue has never spent fifty thousand gold coins in one go, which is enough to show the importance of his parents in his heart.

"Mr. Zhou Li, your joke is not too humorous, I'm serious."

Yin Jue frowned and smiled nonchalantly, as if he didn't take Zhou Li's words to heart, "You came here today just to make a joke with me, right? If you have anything to say, please tell me."

"black market."

Zhou Li knocked on the seemingly unattractive table, raised his eyebrows, and said with interest: "Golden Suzuki? This table is worth a lot of money."

"Five thousand gold coins, not bad."

Nodding humbly, Yinjue kept his indifferent smile and said to Zhou Li: "As for the black market you mentioned, I don't know much about it."

"Is there something unclear? Is it that the bat in the black market street lost his parents and you don't know about it, or is it that some black market dealer drifted his car and killed his parents and you forgot about it?"

Zhou Li chuckled, folded his arms, and said with ridicule, "Sir Yinjue, you are such a noble person who forgets things."

"I don't know about the black market, because our church is a regular business and has never been involved in these underground business activities."

Facing Zhou Li's almost jumping-faced ridicule, Yin Jue objected calmly: "As for what you said, I personally know nothing about it. In fact, there is no need for you to be so sarcastic. After all, you are

There is no actual grudge against me."

"Oh? Really?"

Hearing this, Zhou Lipi looked at Yin Jue with a smile, tapping his fingers on the table, "A few days ago, you secretly blocked my chamber of commerce, and all seven suppliers that I originally cooperated with were cut off.

, the products of six chambers of commerce have quality problems, and twelve manufacturers of necessary supplies have declared bankruptcy. You say that we have no actual grievances? "

"You have already met my subordinate Mr. Yin, and he personally returned the goods of the same value to you, and also gave a lot of gifts. I think this can even the situation."

Looking at Yin Jue, who kept a businessman's unique smile and spoke calmly in front of him, Zhou Li's face suddenly turned cold. His fingers touched the golden Suzuki table that could withstand a full blow of the platinum level and split into two. He

Looking at Yin Jue, he asked in a cold voice: "In one month, three hundred and twelve workers died in a building collapse. The raw material used in the construction is called Fayol Chamber of Commerce."

"What makes me happy is that the Fayol Chamber of Commerce has not established any partnership with us."

Yin Jue shrugged and said to Zhou Li with an expression of joy and pity: "It is a pity that this happened. Please believe me, I will definitely regulate the quality of the Fayol Chamber of Commerce's products and punish them."

Finally, as if he really sympathized with the dead workers, Yin Jue said to Zhou Li with compassion: "I will pay a pension of fifty gold coins to each worker's family in a private name. This money is enough to let them survive the most difficult times."

time."

"That's no need."

Zhou Li suddenly smiled and waved his hand to reject Yinjue.

"You mean you don't have to pay pensions?"

Yin Jue frowned. According to his knowledge, Zhou Li is a pure businessman, the kind who never leaves anything, but he would refuse such an obvious bribe. If these 150,000 gold coins are circulated a little, there will be 100,000 gold coins.

It went into Zhou Li's own pocket.

"No, the pension is your wish and I have to support it."

Zhou Li smiled brightly and said to Yinjue: "I mean, you don't need to punish the Fayol Chamber of Commerce."

"While you were talking to me, the current head of the Knights Templar should have already controlled the Fayol Chamber of Commerce. If my guess is correct, the Fayol Chamber of Commerce evaded taxes, manufactured ordnance illegally, and imitated the Templar Order.

Ordnance and technology, these crimes are enough for their leader to grow potatoes in the bitter cold zone for a lifetime."

"Oh, right."

Zhou Li seemed to have remembered something, and quickly added: "The Fayol Chamber of Commerce seems to have found out that 15% of the shares are affiliated with a fertilizer factory in Jordan. Although this fertilizer factory has nothing to do with the Commercial Church,

, but 72% of the income must be deposited in the Merchant Church Bank every year. They found a liability exemption letter in Fayol’s office, and it seemed that Mr. Yin’s name was written on it.”

"I don't understand what you mean, and it has nothing to do with me. I don't know when I did these things."

Yinjue shook his head, looking a little confused. He wasn't pretending, he was really confused.

"You really haven't done it."

Zhou Liyangguang smiled and said humorously: "Because everything I said is false."

"You have quite a sense of humor."

Yin Jue was speechless for a moment. He didn't even bother to do such rough business methods. But just when he wanted to ridicule Zhou Li, Zhou Li spoke again.

"But it will be real soon."

Zhou Li looked at Yin Jue with a smile, and looked at the increasingly horrified face, "The Templars have indeed controlled the Fayol Chamber of Commerce, and the fertilizer factory has indeed controlled Fayol, and it has also been deposited in the Commercial Church every year.

Seventy-two percent of the income. These are all supported by physical evidence.

"The witness is the leader of the Knights Templar and the City Defense Force. The physical evidence is provided by the Church of Literature. They were the Minister of Finance of Jordan during this period. The evidence is complete. Now, what was false is also true."

At first, Yin Jue was a little confused. But soon, he understood what Zhou Li meant.

The whole of Jordan is controlled by my brothers. From the judge to the station manager of the prison van, they are all my people. How can you fight with me?

"Your evidence is all fabricated."

Yin Jue slapped the table that was split into two, and reprimanded slightly angrily: "You are violating the law and business spirit, and you cannot be the reason for any accusation against me."

"The endorsement of the brave man, the official guarantee of Jordan, and a series of interlocking physical evidence without any errors. Does it mean anything if it is forged?"

Zhou Li spread his hands and said with a smile: "Besides, the result is right, isn't that enough?"

!

Yin Jue was shocked. Only then did he understand Zhou Li's true intention.

No matter how full of loopholes the forged evidence is and how unconvincing the so-called witnesses are, as long as they can find an excuse for Zhou Li and his gang, he can investigate the Fayol Chamber of Commerce in a simple and crude way.

.No matter the process, only the result.

The result is obvious. The Fayol Chamber of Commerce must be related to the Merchant Church. But now, no matter how clever Yinjue's business methods are and how complex the disguised technology is, it is completely useless. Because at this time, Zhou Li is known as "Jordan

As the "savior", "companion of the Templars" and "the titular pope of the Church of Literature", he uses pure violence to break all business techniques.

He doesn't play with you at all about the equity system, affiliations, or the various alliance methods between the two chambers of commerce. You were boasting at the negotiation table, and Zhou Li pointed his pistol directly at your head.

At this time, Yin Jue discovered that Zhou Li, who seemed to be a philistine, was not a businessman at all. He made perfect use of his identity as a brave man and the various resources he had accumulated before, and then attacked himself on another level.

He is a brave man, a brave man who does whatever it takes and has no limits.

"I was careless."

After a long time, Yinjue, whose face was gloomy and uncertain, sighed, and said to Zhou Li with a wry smile: "I have never seen your methods before, and I admire you."

"It's okay. I forgive you for your short-sightedness."

Zhou Li comforted Yinjue, and then said to him: "Fifty gold coins are fine, but you must deliver the money to each deceased's family completely, without omissions or embezzlement. Moreover, I ask you to pay me extra

One hundred thousand gold coins as compensation for my personal mental loss."

"You can ask me directly for 250,000 or even 300,000 gold coins. I don't understand why you want to give the money to those poor people."

Yinjue frowned and asked in confusion. As the pope of the Commercial Church, he naturally understands the importance of charity. He and the Commercial Church have also done a lot of charity. But Yinjue understands in his heart that those extremely fancy things at the same time

Charitable organizations that are extremely cumbersome are actually just a show that also performs money laundering functions. One hundred thousand gold coins are thrown into charity, but less than ten thousand gold coins actually fall into the hands of the poor. This is a common and unspoken rule of the entire industry.

"It's very simple. I'm happy, brother."

Zhou Li propped up the broken table with one foot, crossed his legs, and said arrogantly: "The poor people's money is meaningless. Listening to those naked people crying and dying, it is better to listen to you upper-class people dragging them along.

It’s fun for the symphony to send me money.”

"Yeah…"

Yin Jue glanced at Zhou Li meaningfully, then smiled, handed a piece of paper to Zhou Li, and said to him: "I will hand over Jordan's compensation to you on time, but on the black market, I don't know what it is."

What. I have a doctor friend who has admired you for a long time. You can contact him at this address."

"It's boring to beat around the bush."

Zhou Li smacked his lips, took out the recording pen and turned it off in front of Yin Jue. He put the note into his pocket, stood up, and said in a boring tone: "Let's be honest, are there any people from the West in the black market? I

I have something to ask."

Yin Jue just looked at Zhou Li and smiled without saying a word.

"Tsk."

Zhou Li clicked his tongue when he saw this, took out the miniature recording array, crushed it, and asked angrily: "Hurry up, I don't have time to ink with you."

"Westerners have always relied on a conveyor belt to purchase black market items. As for Westerners, they rarely appear in Tariq."
To be continued...