Douluo's shadow poisonous milk

"Hello, Dean Flanders, I am Commander Jack of the City Guards of King Barak City. What about the weapons you displayed on the field today?"

Flanders frowned and said displeasedly: "Commander Jack, are you questioning our legitimacy?"

"No, no, no, Dean, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that." Commander Jack shook his head like a rattle.

This continent is dominated by soul masters. An ordinary general like him is basically a dispensable person in front of high-level soul masters.

Not to mention him as the commander of the city defense army, he is also the king of Balak Kingdom. If he is not a soul master, it will be difficult for him to be tough in front of high-level soul masters.

Besides, are the weapons of mass destruction owned by Shrek Academy illegal?Of course it is illegal, and the empire will not allow individuals to possess such a large-scale murder weapon.

But when this kind of thing happens in the Soul Master Academy, the situation is different.

Soul masters are all aloof, and it is obviously normal for them to possess such weapons.

"So, what do you want to say to me? Dear Lord Commander." Flanders tapped his hand on the table casually.

The sound of tapping on the table made Commander Jack's heart skip a beat.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have been a standout.

Several nobles in the city took a fancy to this kind of weapon, and it was not convenient for them to come forward themselves, so they asked Commander Jack to come forward. Want to find out what Shrek Academy is saying first?

There is no doubt that this weapon called a submachine gun will greatly improve the personal safety of these nobles.

"Oh, you mean, you want to buy this kind of submachine gun?" Flanders asked with a chuckle.

"Dear Dean, what I mean is, I just want to ask, if it is not convenient for your college to sell, then forget it." Commander Jack's head was already covered with cold sweat.

He cursed in his heart the big nobles who encouraged him to come. These two were really nothing. They made him face such great pressure. If it wasn't for the package of gold soul coins in his arms, he wouldn't have done it. Come and be the first person.

Huh, I will definitely ask them for another sum of money for this bet when I go back later. Facing a high-level soul master is really too stressful.

"It's fine, little mind."

To Commander Jack's surprise, Flender actually agreed, which made him a little at a loss.

According to his idea, this kind of weapon was a way for the soul master academy or the sect to suppress the bottom of the box. He didn't expect that it would be sold to the outside world so easily.

"An ordinary submachine gun, priced at 5 gold soul coins, has one bullet per gold soul coin. It can cause fatal damage to soul masters below the great soul master within a distance of 50 meters, and it can still cause huge damage within 100 meters. force."

"The soul power submachine gun costs 20 gold soul coins each, and has ten gold soul coins per bullet. It can cause fatal damage to soul masters below the soul master within 50 meters, and it still maintains huge lethality within 100 meters."

Without blinking an eye, Flanders doubled the price several times.

Sure enough, no matter what world it is in, the arms business is big business.

Commander Jack was stunned when he heard the price quoted by Flanders. Although he thought that this kind of thing must be expensive, he never expected that it was still so expensive. For a moment, he couldn't make up his mind.

"Well, Dean, I can't make the decision right now. Please allow me to think about it after I go back." Commander Jack retreated in his heart.

At this time, there was another knock on the door.

Dai Mubai knocked on the door three times, then opened the door and entered, saying to Flanders: "Dean, President Jim of the Sith Chamber of Commerce is outside and wants to see him."

"Okay, I understand. Let them come in." Flanders waved Dai Mubai away.

Then he said calmly to Commander Jack: "Commander, please do as you please. I have something else to do here, so I won't send you out."

If the business was not done, Flanders would naturally not have a good look on his face.

When Commander Jack heard that the Chamber of Commerce was coming to see Flanders, his heart suddenly lifted again after he had just been relieved.

He knew very well, why did these wealthy businessmen find Flanders?

In his opinion, there would not be many such weapons of mass destruction in stock.

However, those merchants are all wealthy merchants, and caravan transportation also needs such weapons to protect them.

For a moment, Commander Jack's mind was spinning. He thought about it and gritted his teeth.He said to Flanders: "Dear Dean, I would like to order a few submachine guns now. Is it feasible?"

Then Flanders' cold face turned into a smile and he warmly entertained Commander Jack. As for the Sith Chamber of Commerce, it wouldn't be a bad thing to let them dry out first.

After a short meeting, Commander Jack ordered a batch of weapons from Flanders, a total of ten ordinary submachine guns, five soul submachine guns, and more than [-] bullets.

After sending away Commander Jack, Flanders received the Sith Chamber of Commerce.

When he went out just now, Flender specially sent Commander Jack outside the door, and kept saying that he would ensure the quality of the goods, so that the Commander could rest assured.

He spoke loudly, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know.

As the president of the Sith Chamber of Commerce, Jim saw all this.He naturally knew what Flanders' intention was, it was just for him to see, but he really needed that kind of submachine gun.

As a chamber of commerce, they are really not short of money, but the huge caravan needs guards, and the hiring price of ordinary soul masters is very high.

Not to mention the high price, the main reason is that the middle and high-level soul masters are very arrogant. They are nobles themselves and do not look down on ordinary businessmen like Jim at all.

Even if someone is short of money to serve as a guard, Jim will still provide for them like an uncle.

If something really happened, Jim would have to worry about whether these uncles would run away on their own. He was not afraid of spending money, but the money spent should have its effect and not be wasted.

However, Jim saw the Shrek team's game today, and his eyes lit up with the weapon called a submachine gun displayed by the opponent.

Especially the powerful lethality made him extremely happy. What he wanted was this kind of weapon.

As a purely defensive team of soul masters, the Elephant Armored Team was defeated by this weapon in just a few seconds.

Jim swore in his heart that no matter what the cost, he would definitely obtain this weapon. This was simply a stipulation for businessmen like them.

With these weapons, Jim believed that no soul master below the Soul Sect would pose a threat to their caravan.

And the soul masters above the Soul Sect probably have no idea about their caravan.

But until he met Flanders, Jim didn't know how to speak.

Although he is the president of the Sith Chamber of Commerce, he is just an ordinary person after all. In front of a high-level soul master like Flanders, he actually has no status.

"What, is something wrong?" Flanders has rich experience in dealing with this kind of businessman. He will not give him a good look, because the rules of this world are like this.

"No, no, it's okay, no, it's okay." Flanders' strong sense of oppression made Jim feel at a loss.

"Then are you okay or not?" Flanders smiled.

"Something happened." Finally, Jim gave the complete answer. "Dear Mr. Dean, I want to buy a submachine gun like that from your college. I wonder if you can..."

"So you want to buy a submachine gun. Why are you embarrassed to say it? Commander Jack came to me just now and wanted to buy this kind of submachine gun." Flanders said seemingly casually.

But there was something different in Jim's ears when he heard these words. He thought Flanders was hinting at something.

The commander also wants to buy this kind of submachine gun, so will it be his turn?People like Jim didn't dare to compete with the big shots in the city guard for business.

For a moment, Jim's eyes dimmed.

In his opinion, since the big shots of the city guard have come forward, there should be no chance for his side. Presumably the other party will not have many such big killers.

However, Flanders' next words gave him renewed hope.

"President Jim, how many of these submachine guns do you want?"

"Can I really buy it?" For a moment, Jim didn't believe his ears.

"For business, it's not business who you do business with. Don't care about your identity." Flanders said calmly.

"Yes, yes." Jim nodded repeatedly.

Anyway, no matter what Flanders says now, he will nod.

"An ordinary submachine gun costs 5 gold soul coins, and one bullet costs one gold soul coin. A soul-powered submachine gun costs 20 gold soul coins, and one bullet costs 10 gold soul coins." Flanders is still in business. He had some principles of his own, but he didn't raise prices on the spot.

As for his purchase cost, is this important?

"I want 100 ordinary submachine guns and 20 Soul submachine guns." Jim said hurriedly. He was afraid that if he slowed down, the other party would not sell it to him.

Flanders looked at him with a half-smile and said, "President Jim, you haven't confirmed the power of this submachine gun before you place such a big order?"

"Oh, oh." President Jim finally realized that he had indeed lost his composure.

However, after spending these millions of gold soul coins, he felt that it was worth it. Not to mention the power of the gun itself, even if he had a relationship with Shrek Academy, the money he spent was still worth it.

This continent is not peaceful, Jim has known it for a long time.

As a businessman, his sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people.

These days, through the cargo transportation situation in various places, he has been keenly aware that in the near future, this continent may not be peaceful.

So he felt that spending money to buy peace would not make a loss.

The contract was signed smoothly.Jim settled on this multi-million dollar deal without much haggling.

At this time, Flender was particularly pleased with Jim. This was definitely not due to the Golden Soul Coin. He simply felt that Jim was a person he could have a close friendship with.

"Dear Dean Flanders, there is one more thing I would like to ask your opinion on." Jim hesitated, but he successfully aroused Flanders' curiosity.

"President Jim, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. We are good friends now, aren't we?" Flender slapped his chest loudly. He liked a big head like Jim. Ah, hey, we are friends.

"Dean Flanders, it's like this. I just visited Shrek Academy a few days ago for an inspection. I think the business atmosphere in the commercial streets around the academy is very good, so I want to move the headquarters of our chamber of commerce. I don’t know what the dean’s intention is when we go around Shrek Academy?” Jim asked anxiously.

"Of course our Shrek Academy welcomes this, but the commercial street is too small. I'm afraid your Chamber of Commerce won't be able to accommodate you." Flanders said in embarrassment.

This is not because he is being hypocritical, but if he wants to transform the commercial street, he must spend a large amount of gold soul coins. The college has just started to improve and cannot afford such a large sum of money.

President Jim was not surprised but overjoyed when he heard Flanders speaking out about his predicament. He immediately stepped forward and said, "Dean Flanders, our Sith Chamber of Commerce can fully act as agent for this transformation plan.

We can design the plan of the commercial street.And you don’t need to pay a single copper from your college, we, the Sith Chamber of Commerce, will take care of everything. "

"So, what do you want from us?" Flanders is not stupid, he knows that there is no free lunch in this world.

One thing Ning Jiu often told him was that in this world, some people do the business of beheading, but no one does the business of losing money.

Jim's expression was a little tangled at this moment, and he seemed a little distressed.

"It doesn't matter, President Jim, just tell us your conditions. If it doesn't work, we can still talk. As for business, it's just you and me, let's talk slowly."

Finally, Jim gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"Dean Flender, we can build a brand new commercial street for Shrek Academy for free, the best commercial street, but in return, I hope to own 30% of the equity of this commercial street, no, 20%. Equity is fine.”

When Flanders heard this, his eyes lit up.If this is the case, and you only pay 20.00% of the income rights, then this business can indeed be done.Just like this, wouldn’t the other party lose money?

He raised his head and looked at Jim playfully, wanting to see what other conditions he had next?

Jim seemed to have been seen through.He said with some anxiety.

"Dean, I hope that our Sith Chamber of Commerce can obtain the external agency rights for these submachine guns."

Hearing the conditions offered by the other party, Flanders smiled, which made Jim even more worried.

"Dean, if it doesn't work, just pretend I didn't say it. This doesn't hinder my plan to build a commercial street for the school. These are two different things." Jim quickly explained.

It's okay to make less money, the main thing is to build a good relationship with Shrek Academy.

If the world is really in chaos, then moving the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce to the vicinity of Shrek Academy would at least be safer, right?

Businessmen are indeed businessmen, and their calculations often consider the overall situation.

"President Jim, let's talk about the agency contract regarding submachine guns."