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Chapter 122 Negotiations
Lacles' original plan was to open up the relationship with the Blue Fire Company first, and then go to the lord. That is to say, he only prepared a gift. Ten days and a half months.

but now.
Looking at the usually calm half-elf nobleman showing an extremely pained face at this moment, Lott said a little embarrassedly:

"It's urgent, I know your Excellency is not ready, but I can't do anything about it, why don't you take this bead back?"

When Lacles heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no need! Mr. Lotter is my heart. I will find a solution."

Looking at the half-elf with a tense face, Lott shook his head. There is no time to play so many tricks with him due to the complicated etiquette of the aristocrats.

"I'm sorry, Lord Lacles, the lord is hundreds of thousands of gold per second, and your and my property combined are not as much as his, so any gifts will not be noticed by others."

Having said that, Lott stood up and leaned over the table and said:
"If I were you, I would simply and directly do what I want to do while he is free now. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. Think carefully, buddy."

After finishing speaking, before Lacles could say anything, Lot reached out and pressed the beeper next to him, and said, "Sandy, take Mr. Lacles to the living room."

After finishing speaking, Miss Huanling pushed the door open and entered, as if she had been waiting there for a long time.

The half-elf nobleman heard the secretary behind come in, slowly got up, looked at Lot with a questioning face, and the latter said with a smile:

"After seeing him, you naturally know what to do. Put away your complicated etiquette. The lord is not interested in these. He is a pragmatist. This is the greatest gift you can give him, understand?"

Lacles looked at him quietly, thoughtful, said goodbye, put on the suit on the chair, turned and walked towards the door.

Just as he was going out, Lott called from behind: "Mr. Lacles."

The half-elf noble looked back.

"Good luck, buddy." Lott said, raising the juice in his hand to him and gulping it down.

Lacles nodded with a smile, and went out.

Lot and Maria were left in the room again.

"What are you going to do?" Maria asked.

Lott thought for a while, and then opened another button under the table. Suddenly, the table split from the middle, and then slowly extended to both sides, revealing a smooth holographic projection console interface in the middle.

"According to the data sent by the bank this morning, a large number of residents of Kane City have moved their money here. In addition to the stability of the security here, there is also the convenience of deposit and withdrawal."

There are also places like Qianzhuang Bank outside the dungeon, but every time you take it out, you have to make an appointment in advance and wait for a long time, so more people put hard currency such as gold bricks at home.

Now the situation outside the dungeon is getting worse and worse. The middle-class residents urgently need a safe place to avoid danger. At least they have to transfer their funds. After all, after the smoke has passed, life must continue.

In the Bailong Dungeon, it is obvious to all that the powerful MP ​​stops crimes on the street. As people get to know more about it, they will find that if they die here, they can be resurrected, which is a bit against the sky. Isn't it invincible?
The enemy is fighting less and less, and the number of defenders remains the same-this is simply a fortress that never falls!
This is the reason why people are transferring their money here one after another. Since their careers are still in Kane City, they just put their money here and their people are still there. When they are free, they can come over and have fun. Buy a house and settle down or something.

In other words, the funds in Kane City are getting less and less, which is why the half-elven nobles came to negotiate.

Lott looked at the holographic video projected in front of him, Lacles appeared in the screen, Sandy let him sit on the sofa, she took a tablet and put it on the tea machine opposite the half-elf, clicked the button, and then just went out.

Just when the half-elf was puzzled, with a swish, a phantom burst out from the tablet in front of him, and a holographic image wearing a hood and a delicate purple robe appeared there.

This startled Lacles, but the aristocratic temperament didn't make him make too much of a move, he just leaned back.

Holograms, his sister used them in front of him, and these things often appeared on both sides of the street when they came here, so the young half-elf nobleman was only surprised, and then immediately returned to normal.

"Relax, kid."

Leaning on the table with his elbows, and dragging his chin with folded hands, Lot stared at the half-elf on the screen and said that when he spoke, the avatar of the 'lord' in front of the half-elf also opened his mouth in sync and uttered the same syllables. The voice of 'Lord' tends to be old and calm.

"What can I do for you?" the Lord asked.

Lacles calmed down and said, "Good afternoon, Your Excellency"

"Get to the point, elf, my time is precious." The lord's tone sounded a little impatient.

Lacres was a little surprised, but then he remembered that Lott had said before that the lord was a pragmatist and did not like complicated politeness.

Thinking of this, the half-elf immediately said: "Your Excellency, I hope you can restrict the activities in your city. My people are deeply disturbed."

"The old man only sent someone to publicize it yesterday, but I didn't go again today."

Yes, because it is no longer necessary, isn't it?

Lacles frowned and said: "Your Excellency, you and I are sensible people, please limit the number of people coming to your side. The economic structure of my side has been seriously affected by you, understand?"

When the lord heard this, he grinned and said, "How about signing a contract with me? An elf?"

"I..." Lacles almost bit his tongue, and the topic changed too quickly, "Contract? We're not talking about it."

"As long as you agree, I will assist you with 1 million gold coins every year!"

"1 million gold?!"

The half-elf Laclex, who was originally so calm that he still maintained his aristocratic demeanor even if the sky fell, now his character collapsed a bit—his open mouth was almost the same as when his sister heard that there was 3600G available.

"You don't, what do you mean, Your Excellency?" Lacles, who was sitting on the sofa, trembled slightly with his hands, and now he couldn't understand the dungeon lord in front of him more and more.

"Form an alliance with me, and at the same time introduce your trustworthy allies to me, and allow me to place diplomatic buildings on your side, then the 1 million gold coins here will be yours." The lord said his conditions of.

Lott's spies went through all the information about Kane City like moths, and came to the conclusion that this is from the lawful and neutral camp, and it is kind and worthy of deep friendship!

Since it is a law-abiding camp, his allies should also focus on law-abiding. The so-called those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. It's faster, at least you don't have to look for the target like a headless fly.

For such an important matter as "I", Lacles was a little undecided for a while, and he had to go back and discuss it with his father.

"My time is precious, elf, give me the answer now, or I will give [-] million gold coins to the person who will give me the answer!"

Lot kept tempting and urging beside him. He didn't intend to give the other party time to think, because he knew that 1 million gold was already equal to the harvest of Kane City in 3 years!
"I ask Your Excellency to tell me why you choose us?"

"Because you are close, if you don't want to, I can find someone else."

"Wait!. Okay, one last question, what building do you say you're going to place?"

"Elf Center."

(End of this chapter)