"Look, Mr. Bruce, the Lord of the City and I were just talking about business, and we didn't do anything too extreme, right?" Meng Han walked out of the Lord of the City's Mansion and looked at Bruce who was smiling wryly not far away and asked.
"Sir, the way you talk about business matters is really... refreshing!" Bruce could only say this. He really didn't know how to describe Meng Han's attitude just now. Only talk about business matters? Let's talk about private matters next time?
If this is the case, it is better to finish the matter at once. The provincial city lord will have to worry about whether Meng Han will come to talk to him every day in the future.
"Is it strange?" Meng Han's expression suddenly became formal: "Then do you know how the Lord of the City talked about these things with me last time?" As he spoke, he looked at Bruce with bright eyes, waiting for his answer.
The lord's gaze seemed to carry an invisible pressure, and even Bruce, who had seen big scenes, had to stay away. Bruce couldn't answer Meng Han's words at all. What happened, Bruce, as a well-informed servant
How could the person in charge of the branch of the Military Association not know? Strictly speaking, what Meng Han did this time was indeed not excessive.
However, what makes Bruce feel horrified is Meng Han's vindictive attitude that clearly wants to cut his flesh with a dull knife. Bruce has now made a decision. He must make suggestions to the higher-ups of the guild and suggest how to deal with those little bastards who were greedy for a little bit.
Lee let go of such a young noble star with great potential. Moreover, he would insist on repairing the relationship with the lord of Huangsha Town.
"Sir, why not..." Gavin next to him was also the one who dared to attack the Queen of the Elf Tribe. He was also present when the Lord of Stormwind City dealt with Meng Han last time. He saw Meng Han letting Stormwind go so easily.
The city lord was very puzzled. In his imagination, Meng Han should just kill this blind guy. How could he make it so easy for him?
"Kill him? What are the benefits?" Meng Han didn't wait for Gavin to finish speaking, and he had already answered it himself: "Isn't it good to have a boss who is scared to death by me and will never dare to go against me again?
?If we kill him, even if the superiors don’t pursue him, we won’t be comfortable if another guy who doesn’t know the heights of the world comes and continues to block us!”
"But, at least we have to get the quarry back, right?" Gavin understood Meng Han's plan and expressed his understanding, but he raised another question.
"Want to come back?" Meng Han turned around and looked at Gavin. Gavin didn't know what the adult meant, but just nodded, indicating that what he heard was correct and that he was indeed coming back.
"How can it feel good to have someone else take the initiative to bring something back like this?" Meng Han smiled at Gavin, leaving him to stay where he was and reflect on the Lord's words. Just when he understood a little bit, he heard the Lord
The adult in front was humming an unknown tune, and seemed to be humming some unintelligible words. If you could understand Chinese, you would definitely hear Meng Han singing very comfortably: "... take my
Send it back to me, and spit it out for me if you eat it..."
The mercenaries outside the city lord's palace stood obediently outside the line drawn by Meng Han, and no one took a step beyond the thunder pool. When they saw Meng Han coming out, they didn't know who started, and suddenly burst into cheers, and then
Everyone began to cheer. Meng Han stood elegantly at the door, waved to everyone, and then pointed in the direction of Huangsha Town. Everyone turned around and headed there, but they flashed out with a huff.
Come along an alley.
Everyone looked at Meng Han, as if waiting for him to take the lead. Meng Han was not polite and walked over at the lead, followed closely by the Huangsha Town guards. Then a large number of mercenaries followed happily.
.No one took another look at the scene inside the city lord's mansion.
Bruce watched Meng Han and his entourage slowly walk away, turned around and looked at the City Lord who was still slumped in the City Lord's Mansion, couldn't help but shook his head, said nothing more, and slowly walked towards the Mercenary Guild.
At this time, Lord Adrian is no longer worth spending more time on him. As Meng Han said, keeping him is just to prevent the higher-ups from sending another unsightly person.
"What? Does he have such a strong power now?" In the palace in the capital, Viscount Francis seemed to be completely unable to believe what he heard, and cried out in surprise.
"Yes, Master." Mr. Donald, who was in charge of the report, remained calm enough, as if he did not hear the viscount's screams, and answered slowly and steadily: "Since the silk named after him came into being, it has become very popular.
In the entire world, no matter how strict the Lord of Stormwind City blocks it, he cannot block the Silk Road in the desert."
"Then how did he deal with the quarry?" Viscount Francis asked again, and then he immediately realized that he had asked a stupid question: "There is a silk business, how could he see the things in the quarry."
"Yes, Master." Donald lowered his head slightly and reported: "The quarry is now in charge of the Stormwind City branch of the Mercenary Guild, but they can only provide us with less than twenty low-level toilets every month.
Nowadays, many noble gentlemen are very dissatisfied with our delay in installing them for them. If we do not solve this problem quickly, our business will be in great trouble in the future, and we will also offend many people."
"I made a miscalculation, it's my fault." Viscount Francis has matured a lot since he started running the bathroom business, and now he knows he takes responsibility: "If we could have helped Lord Antonio back then, we won't be able to do it now.
To be so passive."
"I'm very pleased that you can think so." The voice of the Marquis came from outside the door. Francis stood up immediately. Mr. Donald was standing, but now he lowered his head a little.
"Father." Francis hurriedly welcomed the Marquis in and helped him sit down.
"Very good. You have performed very well during this period. Not only have you brought thousands of gold coins to the family, but you have also made friends with several large families. You have done well." The Marquis nodded.
He praised his son generously: "However, what makes me even more gratified is that you, who have always been a playboy, now know how to shoulder your own responsibilities. This is more important to the family than this, even if everything else is nothing."
It’s all worth it.”
"But, father, I still missed the best opportunity after all." When Francis faced his father, he was very careful: "If I could help him last time, I might be able to hold the management rights of Silk."
In the hands of the family."
"Francis, it's not terrible to make mistakes, as long as you can realize this and make conscious corrections." The Marquis became more and more satisfied with his son's performance, and instead happily enlightened: "Don't worry, you will regret it.
You are definitely not the only one who has done so, and the regrets of those people are even more intense."
Francis immediately understood the people he knew from the words of the Marquis, pointed to the top mysteriously, and then asked carefully: "Are they the people from the Magic Academy and the people above?"
"Of course!" The Marquis smiled, but didn't say much. Francis also laughed. Relatively speaking, at least he still made money, while the Magic Academy and His Majesty the Grand Duke didn't make anything, especially
Your Majesty, the Grand Duke, can only watch helplessly as a large amount of tax revenue that originally belonged to the Principality was used to benefit neighboring countries.
"Father, what should I do now?" Thinking of the situation of those big shots, Francis's depressed mood improved a lot, and he humbly asked his father for advice.
"Don't be so anxious, Francis." The Marquis sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, very calmly: "No matter how rich that little guy is, he is just a nouveau riche. The real nobles, besides being interested in his gold coins,
You won't have any good impressions of him. You have plenty of opportunities to slowly repair your relationship."
"I understand, father." Francis was now very clear, and he immediately realized the key: "I will fight for him to be the city lord and the title of viscount."
Compared with the calmness in the Marquis's mansion, Bruce seems a little anxious. The quarry is in his hands, and troubles continue. Not only does it not bring the expected benefits, but it has encountered more and more urging and dissatisfaction. Today, Meng Han is in the city master
In response to the strong performance at the mansion and the city gate, Bruce had already made a decision and immediately went there personally to seek the opinions of the guild's senior officials.
In addition to the matter at the quarry, what is more important is the crossbow that Bruce reported last time. The delay in the response from the top of the guild has made Bruce extremely irritable. When he heard that Meng Han's guards killed the peak sword next to the Lord of Stormwind City
division, and after Bruce's people saw Austin's body on the spot, Bruce became even more anxious. A powerful crossbow that could directly deal with the peak swordsman, in any case, had to be counterattacked by the guards of the lord of Huangsha Town.
If you get it in your hands, you can even exchange it for the quarry in your hand if necessary. But Bruce has some doubts. Can the quarry still be in Meng Han's eyes now?
Meng Han doesn't know these reactions from the outside world. What he cares about is the people around him. Alice already has a close relationship with him, but he can't give her a suitable status. For Meng Han, this is the first priority.
major events.
"Grace, Alice, if I want to marry twins, what kind of status do I need to achieve so that others won't judge me? Marquis? Or Duke? Or, do I become an official magician?