In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

him?

The people on the island didn't believe she would make such a decision.

But the lessons learned from the past were there, and they did not dare to question too much. Instead, they all drank and ate snacks tactically to ease the news.

An Er Grammer took off the beret on his head, revealing his reflective head. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said in a panic: "Excuse me... His Highness Luo Luo."

He stumbled and raised his hands.

Elleya was a little silent when she heard this address.

"Please speak to Your Excellency An'er." She looked at the rough-looking man with thick hair.

She had read the list of all shipyard directors in advance and knew their faces and names by heart, even their family members...

Grammer held the handkerchief in his hand, and the fat man next to him brought him a glass of wine.

"Boss, drink and be brave," the little fat man encouraged.

Grammer downed a whole glass of liquor in one go and stood up with great momentum, "What do we need to do by following Mr. Tom? What can we gain?"

He didn't care who was in the first position, he only cared about whether he could support the shipbuilders in his factory.

Workers were unemployed and the island's economy was having difficulty functioning.

They should hurry up and solve the problems in the Water City! Instead of scrambling here and scrambling over here!

People from other shipyards also looked at the woman in the center of the stage.

Perhaps after seeing the fate of those companies, they felt that they should not talk too much.

Ellera shook her wine glass, looked at the rough man who spoke with admiration, glanced at Phil, and walked to sit down at the head of the main table.

Phil took out a stack of brown paper from the black suitcase and distributed it one by one.

"I only want you to do one thing with Mr. Tom, and that is to join in the construction of the sea train. I will invest in this project throughout the entire process, and we will provide you with as much wood and steel resources as possible. Of course, I am not an expert in this field. , the island needs to send special personnel to select building materials.”

"I'm just a businessman with a little money. You get money, and the only reward I need you to give me back is shipbuilding skills."

"Since the rest of you have no objections, let's take a look at our agreement first. If you are willing, you can sign it now."

The people who were still hesitating at first signed the agreement and handed it to the men in black without even looking at the content of the agreement because of the sudden passion in their hearts.

The man in black looked at them in surprise and did not pick it up.

This was their first time going out to the island to discuss business, but they had never seen such a cheerful person.

Alaya laughed and reminded in a low voice: "I hope you will read the content of the agreement carefully and remember it. Once you sign this agreement, there will be no chance to go back on it. You must keep it confidential, and the agreement will be kept by us. Once you violate the content of the regulations, If you leak the secret to the Navy or the World Government or any pirates, then the judgment will naturally come down."

The person who finished signing quickly looked down at the agreement and read it carefully one by one.

[Pact Use Vary Protocol (referred to as ‘PUV’):

Regulation 1: Unconditionally abide by the following regulations. If you default, you will have to pay one hundred times the default amount, or choose life overdraft...

According to Regulation 20, the island enjoys a fixed sponsorship of billion beli every year, and the remaining expenses are provided by MY-JOYFul Industry and other channels in the Seven Waters Capital...

Regulation 17: During the manufacturing of the sea train project, the work arrangements of Tom Studio will be followed unconditionally, and the design drawings will be kept confidential...

Regulation 20, Confidentiality Regulations on All Contents of Pumanda and Shipbuilding Island Navigation Construction Projects...

Regulation 25, the factory contracted the construction of hundreds of ships, including war...

The right to interpret the above regulations belongs to Mingye, and unilateral termination of the contract is invalid. 】

There's something about those two lines of fine print at the end.

Suddenly, a feeling of being cheated arose in my heart.

"Are you kidding us!?"

The tall, thin man with a mustache pointed at her, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

Alaya shrugged and said with a smile: "It's you who are the boss, what does it have to do with me?"

Hey, hey, hey, she didn't sign it, how could it be blamed on her~

The only thing to blame is that they were blinded by money.

"You!" Someone fainted directly.

Who can bear this!

But everything is signed!

There is no way to break the contract!

It’s simply an overbearing clause!

Compare their regrets and unwillingness.

"I, I...I, Grammer, am willing to provide all the technology and work together with Mr. Tom and His Highness Luo!" Grammer, who signed readily, took the lead and loudly agreed.

He is now determined to remain loyal to the agreement.

What if he looks familiar now and good things happen to him first in the future?

Omg!

He is so brave, he really dares to think!

Next to him, Hu Ji, the manager of An'er Shipbuilding Company, smiled and said flatteringly: "The future of Shipbuilding Island is infinitely bright!"

He's very good at flattering people.

Tom grinned in surprise and slapped his hand on the table.

"Hahahaha, sister Xiaoya, you really make me like you more and more!" He raised his wine glass, "I, Tom, give you a toast. You will definitely witness the miraculous day when the sea train is opened to traffic! I promise you! "

He will definitely succeed!

Her appearance really solved their urgent need!

"Everyone, come and listen to my project plan. I want to drive the sea train to a wider world, connect other islands, connect the shipbuilding island, and connect the water city with the outside world!"

He stood up suddenly because of his drunkenness, and accidentally overturned the entire table because his belly was too big.

"Bang - click -" The things on the table were scattered all over the place.

"Everyone, please give me a helping hand!"

"As long as the construction of the sea train is completed, the water city that has been invaded by the water gods can be saved. The future here depends on us!"

People in the restaurants on the street seemed to have heard some horn. The waiters and chefs pushed the tables and swarmed out, dragging the people who were dazed outside into the banquet hall.

"The banquet will be paid for by the Rakshasa girl!"

“Everyone, please eat and drink with an open mind!”

"I wish the project success and the banquet has officially begun! Everyone on the island can participate!"

The head chef stood in the square, directing the staff who served the dishes, and was very busy.

The atmosphere became lively in an instant, crushing the petrified and hopeless bosses.

Ha ha ha.

Damn Rakshasa!

"Do Re MI...."

In the center of the stage, the keys were pressed hard and passionate notes floated over the square.

Chakri's slender fingers quickly pressed back and forth on the black and white keys. The black suit finally looked serious on him, and his expression was serious, just like a prince's temperament.

Phil, who was sitting on the piano with his legs dangling, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, with a sweet smile on his young face.

"The capital of water, the capital of water, has great shipbuilding technology..."

"Shipbuilding Island, Shipbuilding Island, prosperous times are coming again..."

Tom didn't know when he was holding hands with a group of gloomy shipyard bosses who had to accept the reality, swaying side by side, dancing a happy dance, and singing a song he composed himself.

They have no money to pay the liquidated damages, so what else can they do?

Of course the only option is to get on this pirate ship.

It’s bitter, but you still have to face it with a smile.

The managers of each factory settled their differences and gathered around to drink.

With a smile on his face, MMP in his heart.

Franky lowered his head in shame and did not dare to look at Elleya who was sitting opposite.

The fallen table had been lifted up and cleared, and a glass of Coke was placed in front of him.

He was muttering in his mind.

Before this woman called them here, she didn't mention her plan to them. She only said that she was having a banquet. Now that she actually had such a scene, it really... made him angry and happy.

After all, the attitude of the people on the island towards them has been obvious since they were driven to live on the shipbuilding island. They obviously hate them so much, but now they are forced to accept them as the boss.

Alas!

This feeling is simply too great!

The more Franky thought about it, the happier he became, and a look of joy and pride appeared on his face.

He quietly observed the astonished expressions of the people in the rival shipyards around him, as if he had eaten flies, and felt even more relieved.

Tom Studio is the protagonist of this party!

Franky was secretly happy, sipping Coke in small sips, for fear of choking.

A little suspicious joy appeared on Aspagu's paralyzed face, and he turned to look at the smiling woman.

Although she dyed her hair green, she looked like a delinquent girl, but she shone brightly under the colored lights, and the more she looked at it, the more fascinating she became.

The smiling Alleya drank the last sip of red wine, stood up, walked out of the crowd, and left.

She had to go back to take care of her children and had no time to care about this group of people.

However, she did not expect that the people on the island were so easy to talk to, which saved a lot of energy.

She doesn’t want to socialize at all~ Let’s leave the rest of the time to Tom’s studio~

Hope little Ace is still awake.

She wants to tell him a bedtime story~

"Huh huh huh~" she hummed and disappeared around the corner of the alley.

Next to the dock of No. 3 dock.

A ship with a cross flag moored for a while and then left.

A man in a white formal suit stood on the shore, holding something like a cane in his hand. He stood straight and tall, with a narrow waist. He looked at the huge fireworks blooming and didn't know who he was talking to.

That voice is full of magnetism, sweetness and a bit of vicissitudes of life:

"The island hasn't been this lively for a long time, right?"