"Never be stingy about investing in people in high positions. The returns they can bring you in the future are unimaginable."
As the CEO of Hotsand Group, Grando Parno has kept this motto in mind since he worked for the current trade prince Gallywix. In the course of ten years of struggle, this sentence has reminded him more than once.
The sweetness has allowed Grandzo to climb to his current position step by step.
Goblins advocate money and power, and they never hesitate to use some "dirty" means in their struggle-kidnapping, intimidation, assassination, etc. Grandso has learned too much in the past ten years, and now that he has become famous, he is beginning to get tired of it.
Under Armor's life, he hopes to experience the thrill of victory in orderly business competition, rather than using violence and fraud to plunder wealth.
However, this concept is obviously incompatible with the values of most goblins. Just at the beginning of this year, in a business between Hotsand Group and Venture Capital Company, Grandso violated the order issued by the Trade Prince and did not place a bomb on the trading route to commit murder.
The leader of the other party was severely warned by the group's top management, and there was even news that the trade prince had murderous intentions towards him!
Grandseau had served Prince Gallywix for many years, so he naturally knew the temperament of his cunning and cruel boss. Not to mention cooking a running dog that openly violated his orders, he could also cook those loyal dogs that had served him loyally for many years.
Kill and skin them without mercy!
Originally, with his status as CEO of Grandso, he didn't have to personally escort these damn goods. However, during this period, rumors continued to spread in Jingji City, and there were many suspicious strangers at his door. For safety reasons, he had no choice but to
He came out in the name of pledge to avoid the limelight and at the same time consider what he should do in the future.
Nowadays, Under Armor obviously cannot go back, and in Jingtooth City, Grandzo also thinks in his heart: Although he has cultivated many confidants when he was the president in the past few years, the loyalty of the goblins is no different from the oath of the Dread Lord.
It's all just useless nonsense. There must be many people in the city who want to replace him.
Then there are only three options left: join the tribe or join the alliance, or else you will be on the run.
According to ordinary people's thinking, it is best for a goblin to serve the tribe, but Grandzo doesn't think so. It should be noted that the relationship between Under Armor and Orgrimmar has always been good, and Thrall will definitely not protect a certain person.
A goblin offended a trade prince. If Grandzo didn't surrender to the tribe, he would have thrown himself into a trap.
Then there is the possibility of joining the Alliance or going on the run. If the former is still feasible, the worst he can do is to be humiliated by those dwarf technicians all day long, but the latter is something Grandzo doesn't want to try anyway.
It's not because he is bound by the lover in Jingtooth City that he doesn't care about a woman's life or death. The most important thing is that there is something called "ambition" flowing in the goblin's veins - Grandso is only in his early forties this year, even though
Human society is also in a year of struggle.
He had seen too much of Under Armor's swordsmanship and intrigues. Countless arrogant trade princes were picked off by pawns, and then these little-known thugs jumped up and replaced each other's wealth and status!
They can do it, why can't I?
Goblins are very clear about their own strengths and weaknesses. They are cunning and believe in power and money. The words trust and loyalty are not in the dictionary. Logically speaking, these green dwarfs who are good at internal fighting will naturally not understand what "unity" is.
, but the strange thing is that very few of them work alone. It is a rule in goblin society to rely on huge organizational power after adulthood, and it is precisely because of this that well-known companies and consortiums have risen.
For this, it is difficult for anyone to explain the reason, and Granzo is more willing to believe that this is the ambition of getting ahead in the blood of goblins.
However, this kind of ambition requires corresponding strength and wisdom to control the slaves.
Grandzo is confident that he has an outstanding mind. What he lacks now is just the strength to be used as a shield.
Perhaps it was the blessing of the gods that allowed him to see this emerging town in Dustwallow Swamp. What was even more lucky was that he actually met the legendary female mage of Theramore and a rising Alliance general!
Obviously, what he needs to do is to win over these forces, even if he has to spend all his wealth, because the goblin firmly believes that as long as he seizes this opportunity, the day he will turn around will come!
"Snapped!"
Regan took the seal handed over by Sam and pressed it on the contract scroll made of deerskin. Grandseau beside him finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"May we have a happy cooperation, General!" the goblin took the copy of the contract and said with a smile on his face.
"Well, I hope it's as you said," Regan nodded with a smile, "If you still have time, we might as well go to the unfinished parts of the town to have a look. Maybe we can give you some reference."
"Ah... I think this is unnecessary," the goblin laughed, "I'd better rush back to Jingya City as soon as possible to send the first batch of aid materials to Chenwu Town... You know, my compatriots
The nose is sharper than that of a dog. If they learn about the situation here, the price of those things will increase exponentially again!"
"It's a pity to say so," Reagan looked quite regretful, "Then I'm here to wish you a safe journey and good fortune."
"Oh, you are wrong, General," Grandseau corrected with a smile, "it should be that both of our families are very prosperous!"
"Haha...it's true!"
Regan and Goblin looked at each other and smiled, like profiteers who were making huge profits from each other...
After sending away the goblins and his caravan, the construction progress of Morning Mist Town also began to slow down. At this time, there were still a lot of cash from the Theramore nobles. Regan planned to use the money directly as military expenses instead of using it.
Purchase building materials and infrastructure. After all, the first batch of financial assistance promised by Granço was 200,000 yuan. Reagan was not going to let go until the green dwarf was drained.
As for Sophie, who was a little worried that the goblins would use this to control Chenmist Town's finances, Regan was not worried about this: you must know that there are no financial experts in the Red Storm. The high elf adjutant Yin Mer is good at handling internal affairs, but in business and trade
The knight's idea before was to hire a businessman who was proficient in this art. Now the appearance of Grandso has undoubtedly saved this money, but also brought a large amount of assistance to Chenmist Town.
Regen naturally understands that goblins are ambitious, otherwise how could they rush to give you money?
Being ambitious is not a bad thing. If a businessman loses his ambition, then he will no longer be a businessman. Grandzo is a smart man. He should know what to do and what not to do, as long as it does not touch the military and political affairs of Red Storm and Morning Mist Town.
, even if the goblins build a business kingdom, Regan won’t care.
Of course, the knight would not expect the inherently greedy goblin to be loyal to him. What Morningmist Town needs is just an excellent financial officer, not a loyal local chief.
"Wow, so beautiful!" Sophie's voice interrupted Regan's contemplation, and Xiao Nizi was seen holding a dazzling slender short blade in her hand. It seemed that the enchantment on it must have cost a lot of money.
"That goblin gave it to me?" Regen walked over and took a rough look. Judging from the style, this thing should have come from the hands of the ancient high-level elves. However, the dagger itself did not have many powerful magic waves. Complex patterns and stripes covered the handle and
The blade is probably just an accessory worn by powerful people to enhance their status.
"Yes, his servant left gifts for us all. Although the goblin is a bit ugly, he is still a nice person." Sophie is easy to bribe, and a gift will make her chirp happily, regardless of whether these things are just a little bit.
Just iron bars with no practical value
"This is what he gave you, my lord." Sam took out a small wooden box. It didn't seem to be very large.
"What is this, a ring made of mud?" Regen opened the box. There was only a pitch black ring inside. It couldn't sense any energy flow at all. It was obviously just a waste product with rough craftsmanship.
The knight was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in confusion, "It seems that there is a real difference in treatment between the local and central governments. Lady Jaina is the necklace worn by the Queen of Elf, but this is just a broken ring..."
Jaina chuckled and rolled her eyes at him, took the ring and muttered a few words silently, and then handed it back to the knight: "You have ruined all my thoughts. It is obviously an extremely precious space ring, but you actually called it
The mud ring... the seal is opened, you can feel it by closing your eyes, and then put anything in it."
"oh…"
Reagan put on the ring honestly, then closed his eyes to sense the energy space in the ring.
Within a moment, a small room with an area of ten square feet appeared in his mind. He tried to put the Great Royal Sword into the space, and when he opened his eyes, he saw nothing at his waist!
"Oh, it's really magical...but it would be nice if the space was bigger..." Regan looked at the ring in admiration, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, which made Sophie and Gianna laugh.
"Okay, look at it. It's such a big space, and I can't give birth to a son." The female mage joked, "It's you, why did you agree to that goblin so easily? Aren't you afraid that he will turn his back on the guest and directly take over Chenwu Town?
control?"
"You are blaming the wrong person, my dear... It seems that the one who opened the lion's mouth is not me, but the lord of Theramore!" Regan shrugged.
"Poor talk..." The female mage pinched him, "I really wanted him to invest in Chenmist Town, but I didn't expect that goblin to be so generous. The conditions he set were as if they were gifts! I want him to be a philanthropist.
He wouldn’t do this either, there must be some hidden secret…”
Regen nodded noncommittally, looked out the window and replied vaguely: "Hidden secrets... of course there are, but we don't have to worry about this. Trust me, at least at this stage he can still be trusted..."
"And next month... I guess everything will be settled."
The knight muttered and looked up at the sky, as if his thoughts had already drifted far away
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