This Paladin is so despicable!

"I asked you to look at some stalls...but you set up an entire street for me!"

Wright looked at the endless flow of tourists on the street in front of the Temple Hall, and the small stalls one after another. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Are you leaving it here to generate income for me!?"

Grandet was very excited now: "Boss, you don't know. The income of these stalls per hour is almost 90% of that of the commercial street!

If we do this for three months, we won’t have to collect the debt for the past three years, we will earn it back directly.

Moreover, these stall carts are easy to make and the cost is negligible! And go wherever you go! It doesn’t take up any space either!

Boss, you don’t know that as the number of tourists in the Holy City increases and pilgrimages become more and more intensive, the commercial streets are obviously not enough!

We applied many times, but no new land or new building permit was approved.

Why do the merchants on the commercial street donate so much to the Temple Council every year? They just hope that the Council can use their prerogatives to smooth the process for us.

As a result, these people took the money and did nothing. They are a bunch of bastards!

oops! I have new creative inspiration! I have to work hard on my script tonight! Criticize them tomorrow! "

Wright rubbed his temples. He also knew something about the privileges of the Temple Council mentioned by Grandet.

When the Holy Light Church was founded, the Temple Council was established in order to express its vision of getting along well with all walks of life and jointly creating a paradise of divine rule.

To a certain extent, the original temple did have enough popular prestige to constrain the Holy See.

But as time goes by, the Temple members have long lost their former impartiality and integrity. The church no longer needs to do this kind of face-saving work.

This restrictive relationship has long existed in name only.

The current temple is more like a vase ornament in a symbolic sense.

"Boss... these stalls can support many families! They can create many job opportunities and..."

Wright interrupted Grandet: "I know what you said, but have you ever thought about what will happen if Shengong Town continues to expand?

It is now a chaotic, neglected place where evil breeds and harbors filth.

What do you think the church will do if one day it really harms the Holy City?

I also want everyone to live a good life, but that’s not how things work. "

Grandet nodded weakly and sighed helplessly.

Seeing him like this, Wright patted him on the shoulder: "I didn't say not to let you do it... Development is a good thing, but development must also be restricted and planned.

Have you ever seen planting trees? Before a small tree grows into a timber, people need to cut off the overhanging branches, so as to ensure that it grows upward and becomes the timber for the pillars.

In this way...I voted for this project!

You need someone to measure it to see how many stalls the square can accommodate, then issue a corresponding number of licenses and register the license holders.

Evaluations will be conducted every three months or six months, high-quality stalls will be rewarded, and low-quality stalls will be banned and replaced by someone else.

New businesses can develop, but management must also keep up.

The same is true for Shengong Town... As the president of the Chamber of Commerce, your stage is bigger than you think! "

After hearing this, Grandet's eyes lit up: "Boss! Or you are the boss! You even come up with complete ideas!

Yes, yes, you are right, management must be in place!

Don’t worry, we will push forward the implementation of this project as soon as possible!

Over in Shengong Town, I will take the lead in establishing an autonomous committee in the name of the Chamber of Commerce!

Self-management, self-discipline, self-purification!

Never burden or cause trouble to the Holy City! "

Wright nodded approvingly: "Oh! That's right! Who doesn't like this kind of Holy Work Town?

Don’t look at the Holy City’s current indifference to Shenggong Town!

Maybe in the future, the Holy City will ask Shenggong Town to become a regular one! "

Grandet's eyes widened! He clenched his fists in excitement, becoming visibly excited.

Although he has settled in the Holy Capital, he has lived a wealthy and prestigious life.

But he has always had a different affection for Shenggong Town, his birthplace.

It can make the hometown prosperous and make the former compatriots look up to and respected by others.

Which person who loves his hometown would refuse?

"Boss! I will make this my goal and work hard for my whole life!"

Wright patted his shoulder approvingly: "Go and do your work, I... will go inside the temple to have a look."

"Ah? You want to go in?"

"Why, are you afraid that those congressmen will be unfavorable to me?"

"That...that's not the case..."

Grandet scratched his head in embarrassment: "Yes, today's performance was relatively good. Everyone was so excited that they threw a lot of rotten vegetables, leaves, and rotten eggs over there...

It's no longer possible to enter through the gate. "

Wright frowned: "Huh? We didn't arrange this project! Besides, where did the eggs and vegetable leaves come from here?"

"...There are several stalls that specialize in supplying food. If you buy a basket of rotten eggs, you will receive half a basket of rotten leaves."

"You guys earned this money!"

Wright couldn't help but cover his face: "Then are you going to buy a few carts of flowers and fruit baskets and various gifts tomorrow for the audience to buy and reward outstanding performers?

Are you planning to set up another stage where both sides can compete together to see who gets more rewards? "

"What a brilliant idea!"

Grandet suddenly took out a notebook and began to write down: "The boss is the boss, and any casual mention is a clever way to make money! I have to write it down quickly!"

Wright gave him a kick: "Tell me about the door first!"

"Oh oh oh! Boss, the door cannot be opened. If you want to go in, I will take you through the small door."

"The House of Representatives, is there a small door?"

"Of course! When we give gifts, we can't go in through the front door openly!"

Wright rubbed his chin: "Oh, this is the first time I've heard of this."

Wright doesn't care too much about sidetracking. He did this in front of the House of Representatives, mainly to ruin the reputation of the congressmen and make them lose their popular appeal.

As for whether they sneaked away through the small door, it doesn't matter. If they can escape, the monk can't escape from the temple.

After all, he was scolding the people, not them.

He was just surprised that such a weak organization as the Temple had its own little secret that no one knew about.

"Boss, come this way, I'll take you there!"

Grandet was talking to Wright as he led the way.

“Boss, you don’t need to take this temple too seriously!

I've dealt with them a lot in the past two years. Do you know what's the funniest thing? .

The loss of their inheritance is so serious that they don’t even recognize many of their own things!

Last year, I went to give them gifts and happened to see a very beautiful vase in the reception room!

I just praised a few words, and then the permanent director of the temple insisted on giving it to me.

I thought it was just a vase, so I took it home.

Later, a friend who was an antique connoisseur came to my house as a guest, and he could tell at a glance that my vase was an antique from hundreds of years ago!

It was a solitary work by a particularly outstanding artist at that time!

This artist was a leader in the art industry at that time. He was invited to become a temple councilor at that time, and he also served as the president for two terms!

This vase alone is worth more than the gifts I gave to the temple that year!

Boss, let me tell you, this incident is not an isolated incident, there are many.

You said this group of people!

The Temple Council has a rich background, but in the hands of this group of people, it is really a waste of money.

Oh, boss, why do you look so bad? "