Heaven's Formula

Only after Mollier bowed his head and saluted the two of them cautiously, did he catch up with everyone.

"Bastard——" Gore gritted his teeth with hatred. It took only a day, and the hired worker dared to turn a blind eye to him. What if it took another ten and a half months? "When it's time to replace them, I must let them know what it means to live and die!"

"Not everyone is like this." Philip looked at Morrill's back with interest, and whispered a few words in Goyle's ear.

"Brother, are you sure?" Gore said slightly surprised, "If Momora finds out, it may cause another disturbance."

"That's why we need some means and guidance." The steward stroked his beard and said, "...do as I say, maybe there may be new gains later."

Chapter 6 and Four Leaks

Two hours later, the door of the factory office was quietly pushed open.

Morrill dodges into the house.

"Look...my eyesight has always been very accurate." Philip stood up and gestured to the other party to sit down, "How is it, no one noticed you coming here?"

Gore stepped forward, looked out twice, and locked the door behind him.

The click made Morrill shudder.

"There is still more than a quarter of an hour for the next round of unloading...now everyone is looking for a place to rest...so...no one will know where I went." He stammered back, "I don't know the one you gave me What is the meaning of the note...?"

"What do you mean?" Philip laughed. "Isn't it literally? I have a good chance for you, but I don't know if you can seize it."

He asked Gore to prepare a note, which he slipped into Morlier's hand without a sound, and the content of the note was also very simple, with only one sentence - "One person comes to the office, I will give you a Chance to be rich."

Whether the other party threw away the note or handed it to Momola, it didn't matter much to him.After a strike, Gore himself was suffocated, and it was normal to want to get back the place, and it was only a common trick to win over people around Catwoman.However, this method is more subtle than calling people directly into the office in the past. Once the person who gets the note is shaken, he can meet with the management of Baiguoyuan without anyone knowing. kind of protection.

"Let's say it first... I won't frame Momola, she...she is everyone's savior." Although Molier was expressing his determination, his tone was quite weak.

Sure enough, this is what a hired worker should look like.

Loyalty is a rare quality.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the rarest of all good qualities.

Such diamond-like virtues should not appear in low-level employees.

Philip believed that other people would not be any better than Mollier, as long as they seized their weaknesses or used tricks, they would defect to Momola sooner or later.

But time cost is also cost, he doesn't have time to spend so much energy on a group of low-level people, so he naturally looks for the easiest breakthrough to start.

"Don't worry, I've reached an agreement with Momola, and it's meaningless to target her anymore." Philip pretended to sigh, "Wait until tomorrow morning, the news of Baiguoyuan's concession will spread throughout Azure Fort. With her or without her, it will have no effect on the reality."

"Say, it's true."

"To put it simply, I want you to ask a few questions." He stacked a stack of silver coins on the table, "Of course, it has nothing to do with Momola herself. In fact, I know what kind of person she is better than you .”

"Momora...isn't it the same as us... are all hired workers?" Morlier asked in a daze.

"Oh, how is that possible." Philip chuckled lightly, "If she was just an ordinary person, Goyle would have thrown her into the Dragon's Saliva when she stood up for you. Listen carefully, she is not the same as you Humanoid, if she wants to, she can stay in the Fursi Hotel tonight and enjoy the wine shipped from Plum Blossom Villa. The gap between you and her is like heaven and earth, even His Excellency Azie would not Kill her easily."

Mollier's eyes widened in disbelief, "How is this possible? She sleeps in the same hut with everyone, and eats what everyone eats, but you say she...you say she..."

He was stuck for a long time but couldn't think of the right words.

Gore was equally surprised.

The other party had only mentioned that she was a card in the boss's hand before, and this was the first time he had heard his brother talk about Momola's details.

"What you said was just a different kind of life experience for her." Philip said relaxedly. "There is no doubt that she lied to you and made you think that she was a member of the hired workers. But the truth is, you are not Two types of people."

"Do you... have any evidence..."

"This is neither the lord's castle nor the police station. I don't need to prove it to you. If you are interested, you can ask yourself, but I don't think she will tell you the truth." Philip shrugged, "said After so much, I just want to remind you that caring more about yourself is the right thing to do."

Morlier lowered his head, his eyes were confused, "What do you want to ask me?"

"I'm curious, who brought the bread for you, and who is supporting Momola's actions behind the scenes." The steward tapped the silver coins on the table, "Have you seen these Sera? You answer each Words, I count as a Silver Sera——of course, the premise is to answer effectively."

Morlier's heart skipped a beat.

One silver coin for one word, wouldn't it be more than a hundred silver coins casually?

Further up, that is a gold Kern!

He had never touched a gold coin in his life.

"By the way, you can buy a residence in most small towns in the Archipelago Kingdom for only fifty sera. You don't have to stay in Azure Castle." Philip stared into his eyes, unhurriedly Said.

Leaving Azure Fort?

Morlier suddenly realized that if he had enough money to settle down, there was really no need to stay in the factory any longer.

By then, even Momola would have no chance of finding him.

Moreover...the agreement between the workers and Pagoda has been reached, and the questions asked by the other party will indeed not harm everyone.

"It's...a bread... from a fox girl." Molier said in a low voice, "She calls herself Li, but she's not like a normal half-beast. Momola said it was a helper sent by the ambassador." The ambassador is still willing to support everyone's strike plan, but he has never shown up in the shanty town..."

"Which country's ambassador?" Gore asked hastily.

"This... I don't know." Morlier racked his brains for a while - after all, this is related to more rewards.Once I opened my mouth, I didn't have so many worries in my mind afterwards. "Yes, yes, that half-beast once showed up in the factory. At that time, we ate the fruit and were tied to the stake. She was... also there!"

"What?" Gore slapped the chair assistant violently, "It's that guy!?"

The figure of the oriental man also appeared in Philip's mind—he was not tall or strong, and he was young. He seemed to have never experienced any big storms, but his eyes had a look that was difficult to see through.At that time, he thought that the other party was a businessman from the east, or some noble son who came out to meet the world, but he didn't expect that it was actually an envoy from the Eastern Continent.

So from that time on, did he have a secret connection with Momola?

"I don't understand..." Gore shook his head again and again, "Why does an ambassador from the Far East take care of our Baiguoyuan? Brother, what should we do now, that is a role that is more difficult to deal with than a newspaper office."

"That's not the point," Philip pondered for a moment, "I heard from the boss that the suspects who attacked the Holy Palace also included a dragonborn and a half-beast."

Chapter 6 and five

"Really..." Goyle murmured.

The recent news that St. Blaine Palace was attacked by strongmen and the auction was forced to be suspended was also a big news in Azure Castle. If this matter can be pinned to the Eastern Ambassador, then there will be no worries about being unable to deal with him!

Philip glanced at Morlier who was still in the room, but did not go into details.

Because according to the police investigation, there is also a suspected legendary mage.

If it was really done by the ambassador and his gang, then this mage who has not shown up is likely to be the ambassador's protector.

This is a completely logical inference. Even if the Far East lags far behind, it is not inconceivable for a legendary mage to be born out of tens of millions of people.It can also be judged that the ambassador who can be protected by the legendary mage is probably a dignitary, and his status is estimated to belong to the family of the emperor.

Such a person cannot be handed over to the lord for disposal.

Because the Earl of Cleveland must follow the noble way to "punish" the other party, and the means are nothing more than house arrest, ransom, and deportation.In his opinion, this kind of punishment is just like a play.

It is the most appropriate way to report the news to the boss and ask the boss to contact the Holy Palace.

Those behind-the-scenes controllers will not be afraid of a legendary mage and the other party's aristocratic status.

"Okay, you go out." Philip waved his hand, motioning for Morlier to leave.

"Uh... Your Excellency, my answer just now..." Morlier was stunned. He said two hundred words, enough to get a sum of money to leave Azure Fort. Just forgot about it.

"Why, do you still want to stay in the office?" Philip smiled contemptuously, and put the money on the table together again, "If they find out that you are negotiating with Baiguoyuan behind everyone's back, what do you think will happen? "

Morlier's face turned pale in an instant!

"Your Excellency, how could you—"

"So I'll keep it a secret for you. This is the best reward for you." Philip's voice suddenly turned cold, "Now, get out!"

He opened his mouth tremblingly, wanting to say something more, but Goyle had already walked over with a stick in hand.

Morrill swallowed all the words in his throat.

He stumbled out of the office.

Goyle locked the door again, "Is this really good? He won't get angry and reveal everything that happened here to Momola?"

"Then he will become a traitor spurned by thousands of people, and his fate will be ten thousand times worse than now. If he had that kind of courage, he would not have come here." Philip raised the corner of his mouth, "Not only that, this matter For Molier, it is an invisible handle, and if we use it well in turn, we are equivalent to planting an eye in the center of the rebels."

Gore couldn't help admiring his eldest brother.

He had also bought a lot of eyeliners before, but unfortunately, none of these useless guys could gain the trust of the rebel leader. They were kept in the dark until the other party decided to launch a general strike, which cost him a lot of money in vain. money.And Philip broke through the barrier around Momola without even taking out a copper coin. This ability is indeed much stronger than him.

Gore began to look forward to the day when this group of hired workers would be completely wiped out.

……

At dawn, the production progress of the first day finally fully caught up.

The first batch of high-quality jam is freshly baked and enters the packaging room along the conveyor belt.There, these top-quality jams will be packed in exquisite tinted glass bottles and delivered to several regular stores in the Uptown.Their prices will be about three times higher than ordinary drunken jams, and only residents with affluent families will pay for them.

But this is not a problem that the workers of Pagoda Garden need to consider. They clapped their hands to celebrate each other, their faces full of excitement—even if everyone has never bought a bottle of top-grade jam, it does not prevent them from enjoying the moment of achievement.

"It's been a long time since I've seen everyone so happy." Jiaojiao wiped the sweat off his chest with his clothes, and said with emotion, "We've been busy all night, but everyone is still very energetic. Otherwise, we should have been lying on the ground long ago. Yes."

"Hehehe..." Mrs. Karan chuckled a few times, "What everyone is afraid of is not suffering, but the fear that the days will not run smoothly. Now that there is hope, why not suffer a little bit now?"

"That's true, but I still want to share the credit with the sweetbread." Momola was also in a good mood, "I'm afraid no one would have thought that the day of the strike would be the day that everyone eats most in recent years." The most full day. Stomach is full of bread, and work is naturally full of strength!"

This made the other two laugh.

"The rest of the work will be handed over to the successor." Horn waved at the two of them, "I'll take a step first."

"So urgent today?" Mrs. Karan joked, "Isn't it because I have a surplus of wages and want to go to the city to enjoy it?"

"Where are you?" Jiaojiao smiled wryly, "I want to go to the river to take a shower first, and then go to the city to buy some food for Mu Li. Otherwise, I will bring this sticky sweat into the store, It will definitely be pulled out by the shopkeeper with a stick."

After the horns left, Mrs. Karan also walked towards the factory with her hands behind her back, "Everyone has been busy all day, and it's our packaging team's turn to show their talents. You should go back and rest quickly, you have to continue to work tonight."

"Yes," Momola replied, "The next thing about the factory is up to you."

Looking at the lady's back and the factory that is about to start the next round of production, Catwoman couldn't help taking a deep breath of the cool fresh air at dawn.

Maybe this is the life she wants.

Work with your own hands to create a future worth looking forward to.

Just when she was about to return to the shanty town, a slightly hesitant voice stopped her.

"Momora..."

Catwoman turned around and found that the other party was Morrill.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" Momola noticed that his face was quite bad, as if he was out of strength, "Why don't you just sit here for a while, and I'll go to the factory to ask for a bowl of porridge—— "

"No, I'm fine..." Morlier was in a state of confusion at the moment, and since he left the office, the conflict between the two choices in his heart had not subsided.

He wanted to confess everything to the other party, but he was afraid that the other party would no longer forgive him.Without that money, he would have to work in the factory for at least ten years. If he was regarded as a traitor, Morlier could hardly imagine what his future would be like.The guilt brought by his conscience is constantly tormenting him, but the rational balance makes it difficult for him to move forward.

"Are you okay?" Momola scratched her ear, "Don't force yourself."

"Um...Momora, I want to ask you a question." Mollier gritted his teeth for a while, and finally said in a low voice, "What kind of life did you live before you came to the factory?"

Chapter 6 and Six are Not the Same Kind of People

Catwoman was obviously taken aback, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Just a little curious..." Mollier looked away, "Not only are you courageous, you have no fear against Gore and the others, you also know how to unite with everyone to fight for the status of your workers, even the ambassador is willing to help you... My It means that you are so different from us, you are almost like a hero who descended from the sky. You used to...shouldn't be just a commoner, right?"

Because of this, she can do so many things that others cannot.

If the other party readily admits this, he might have the courage to confess everything he has done——

"Sorry." Momola shook her head apologetically, "I can't answer this question for now."

"Why?" Morlier's heart sank.

"Because...some things are not easy to explain." She looked quite embarrassed, "but the past has nothing to do with me, and I can't be considered a hero. Without everyone's concerted efforts, I can do nothing alone No. So I am actually just like you, just an ordinary hired worker."

She didn't answer directly.

What Philip said was true!

She is not the same type of person as herself!

Mollier was a little dazed. Everyone regarded Momora as a savior, but few people knew her true origin. On the contrary, the factory management knew better.Not being the same kind of person means that hired workers are not all she has. If she can't stay here anymore, she can choose to withdraw. Can such a person really become the leader of the relief society?

"That's why you stopped me?" Momola asked with her head tilted.

"Uh... almost. Since you don't want to go into details, then just pretend I didn't ask." Mollier replied with a dry smile.

"Well, you've been busy all night, go to bed early." She waved her hand, "See you tonight."

"goodbye……"

Seeing Momola walking away, Morlier let out a long breath.

Yes, everyone has unspeakable secrets, even a person as courageous as Momola can't face it calmly, let alone himself?