Seeing Leo and the others looking like they had seen a ghost, Ren shrugged his shoulders. It was really strange. What happened to the bricks?
There is a widely circulated rumor that Gonzalez, the leader of the Knights Templar of the Church of Light, also moved bricks back then!
Are you proud?
However, not everyone believed Renn's nonsense. After calming down, Garcia thought for a while and felt that the matter might not be that simple.
Even if the boss was once a worker, he might feel the same way, but based on his understanding of Ren, the other party would not give up on the task of suppressing workers' demands for wages just because of this sympathy.
"Boss, this shouldn't be the main reason, right?" Leo also reacted and put on his sunglasses again.
His eyes swept over Ren, who was smiling and saying nothing, and Bill, who was as calm as an old dog.
Seeing everyone turning their attention to him, Ren gently rubbed the glass with his fingers and smiled lightly: "It is undeniable that Garcia and Susanna are not ruthless enough in their methods and are a little indecisive.
However, Leo, Bessie, and Jackson, your deep-rooted mercenary thinking also has limitations!
Bill, please explain to them and let them know how the current situation is different from the past."
From a purely mercenary perspective, there is nothing wrong with Leo's idea, but from the perspective of the findings of Thorn Security Company, this is not feasible.
Facing the puzzled looks of his three men, Old Bill coughed and said calmly: "Everyone, you must understand that in the past, we took over tasks from some large mercenary organizations. We only had to consider how to complete the tasks.
The adverse effects will be borne by the platform.
But now that we have joined Thorn Security Company, we are not going to just do it and leave. The company in its early stages is not that strong, and we need to consider the negative impacts!"
Leo and the others frowned subconsciously when they heard this. This was actually a deviation caused by inertial thinking.
They used to work as a small team, and under the leadership of Old Bill, they went to various mercenary organizations to take on tasks. Strictly speaking, they did not belong to any force.
Just do it and you're done, there's no need to think about the work of wiping your butt, but it's different now, they are already tied to the chariot of Thorn Security Company.
Suppressing the workers' movement is a completely thankless job for the current stage of work.
"I don't understand these twists and turns. Just because of this, we won't make money?" Bessie raised her eyelashes and questioned.
Long-term thinking patterns are not easy to change, and she is not afraid of losing her reputation anyway.
Bill glared at her and asked angrily: "Even if you do this, how much remuneration can the company get from those cold-blooded capitalists?
Didn’t you see that no one from the Public Security Bureau paid any attention to this matter? You’re causing so much trouble, just for a small profit?!”
Bessie raised her head, raised her chest, curled her lips, and had that disdainful smile on her face, just as a favor to the old man, and she didn't bother to refute.
But Leo suddenly realized it and clapped his hands: "I finally understand, no wonder the boss doesn't work, it turns out that the money is too low!"
Phew!
Susanna laughed out loud, her branches trembling, and her chest heaving. She thought Leo had told the truth.
Everyone seemed to be awakened, and they were thoughtful. Garcia looked suspiciously at Ren, who had a black hair, and said with a smile: "Boss, how much did they bid?"
Renn laughed dumbly and did not answer. To a certain extent, Leo was partly right. He did think the reward was too little.
"200 gold coins." Jenny answered the question for him.
This price is actually not that small. After all, we are dealing with a group of ordinary workers, and an expert-level transcendent can completely suppress them.
The premise is that the negative impacts are not considered.
"If it were me, I would be happy to take this job." Bessie licked her red lips and said nonchalantly.
Renn took a sip of red wine and asked her with a half-smile: "Do you think reputation is not important?"
"It doesn't matter. I have been scolded for several years and still live happily." Bessie said without thinking.
Hahahaha!
Renne, Shige, Garcia, Wen Xi and Susanna laughed almost at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful.
This confused Bessie.
Garcia puffed out a smoke ring leisurely: "There was once a person who had a bad reputation, but lived a very cool life, and then... he died."
"Others call him Marcello." Wen Xi added.
Susanna pursed her lips and smiled: "The body was buried in the woods outside Xiangcheng Town. There is probably grass growing on the grave now."
Sigg laughed a few times, slapped his chest, stood up and shouted: "Enforce justice! Justice will prevail!"
He couldn't help but open his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world.
Bessie, Leo and the others were really confused this time and had no idea what was going on.
Ren glanced at Jenny, who nodded, picked up a few newspapers, and distributed them to everyone.
Adjusting his sunglasses, Leo browsed the content above. The bold black text title read: The prodigal son returns, from a gang boss to a justice fighter!
Monkey G. Higg, a man from the North Sea Islands, was originally the boss of the Ax Gang. He once led a group of boys to carry out robbery and extortion on the plains...
Not long ago, Sig woke up, changed his mind, and started anew... He led the brave people of Orange Town to defeat the ghost-hand Marcello... After that, he disbanded the Ax Gang and became a law-abiding citizen.
…
After founding the Thorns Security Company, he struck again, with an iron fist of justice that showed no mercy and used thunder to wipe out the drug lord Matt who was causing trouble.
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This is an article from a tabloid. It contains a lot of content, and it basically advocates the "just fighter" - North Sea Hero Sig.
There have been a lot of reports like this recently. After killing Marcelo, Sigurd gained a lot of honor among the people, and Matt's death further enhanced his reputation.
In these two incidents, Lane was actually very low-key, and most of the credit went to Sigg.
But regardless of the fact, Sigg currently has a very high reputation in the market in this area of Diramo City, second only to the hero Zorro.
This is naturally a deliberate arrangement by Renn. He is packaging Sigur, shaping him into a hero, making him a banner of the company, a shining gold-lettered signboard!
As for why we should do this, I can only say that there are too many benefits.
It is undeniable that people do not like cold-blooded selfish tyrants and murderous butchers.
Especially in troubled times, what they need is a hero who can protect them and a Virgin who will care for them.
Even if it goes wrong, the worst case scenario is that Sigurd will take the blame, and Renne won't be involved anyway.
He will always be the glamorous Sir Wren, at least in the eyes of the people.
The basic skill of leadership──passing the blame.
On the main seat, Ren crossed his fingers and said calmly: "There are many ways to obtain benefits. Fame and fortune never exist alone."
"Does it need to be so troublesome?" Bessie questioned.
It's not that Bessie doesn't understand the difference between individuals and forces, but she obviously can't understand Ren's ambition. After all, she has never entered a higher-level power circle.
Leo and Jackson were silent, but they realized that hanging out with Ren was not the same thing as hanging out with Bill.
'These people don't have enough structure.'
Ren sighed in his heart. He didn't expect them to change their perception soon. That was unrealistic.
He smiled slightly: "Jenny, please explain the company's future development direction and tell them what they need to do."
Just relying on war wealth will last a lifetime. This is not a long-term solution after all.