The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 382 Low-end business war

Wuming and Patch stood on the edge of a protruding cliff, looking at their caravan in the distance.

"I have an illusion that there are fewer people in the caravan." Wuming was a little worried.

"The good news is, it's not an illusion." Patch said.

Wuming covered his face: "Don't hit me."

Patch said: "There is nothing you can do about it. Most of the faded people and customers gathered here are people who have lost their ideals and no longer pursue their mission. Since they no longer need to pursue their mission, naturally there is no need to wait. Not in Yatan.”

In fact, how could Wuming not be clear about this? The large amount of runes he still remitted from Blainis every month continued to increase every month.

Judging from the monthly increase in income, Wuming could also tell how much Brynis had earned.He is a generous boss and his employees will earn more than he gets.The runes that Brynis kept for himself, Wuming estimated, were equivalent to half a year's salary.

It's hard to imagine how he squeezed such a huge amount of runes out of people's hands.

Brynis' influence continues to spread in the Lake District and Nimgofu. I heard that he has affected other businesses, and the younger businessmen are very willing to accept their predecessors.And his influence soon radiated to Yatan.

People heard that Nimgefu was more prosperous, with more goods and lower prices, so they began to gradually move to the south.

These people were eagerly looking forward to going to the foot of the golden tree, but Wuming used various methods to dispel the ambitions and ideas of these faded people, and shattered the obsession and fanaticism of the golden people.

The golden people, who had lost their loyalty to the golden tree and the caravan, chose the side with a lower cost of living.

Although the loss of personnel is not obvious yet, it is a bad sign.

The trend has been established, and it will not be easy to reverse it.More difficult than reversing the river.

But there is no way to reverse this situation. The power of the crowd is stronger than the river. As long as Wuming makes its employees work twice as hard, the product will naturally have more advantages.

Over the past few months, Wuming has also tried other methods, such as explaining to customers that his service is better, his employees are in better spirits, and his products will be of higher quality.

The customers all agreed with Wu Ming's statement and then turned around and chose the cheaper one.

Although there are indeed some loyal old users who still support his caravan, the monthly decline in revenue is real.

He also tried to lower his salary, and even used the money remitted by Brynis to lower the selling price of the product, but after calculation, Serui found that even if Wuming didn't keep a penny, the selling price of the product would have no advantage.

Either Bryness doesn't have a salary, or their profit margins are much higher than no name.

"Then there is only one way." Wuming said, "This is the only way that I, the boss, can use."

Wuming took out the disk and acted like a big boss: "I order you to stop this unhealthy competition immediately."

"I refuse." Brynis replied simply and without mercy.

Wuming was stunned: "Did you not understand something? I am the boss."

Brainis was silent for a moment and said:
"I heard that you are promoting the birth of newborns in Yatan. How is the progress?"

"It's okay." Wuming said.

As a large number of runes were collected and purified, and Patch coins were widely used, the repressed reproductive desires of the golden people were gradually awakened. During this time, several more expectant mothers were born.

Wuming also fulfilled his promise and directly gave out large rune fragments for one person. Those runes were enough for the child to grow to ten years old.

"Children are born thanks to the efforts of their parents, and their lives are the fruits of their parents," Brynis said.

Nameless couldn't deny it, but he didn't know why Brynis said this.

Brynis continued: "Then if the parents gave birth to a deformity like the Bad Omen, it would be reasonable to cut off their hard horns and throw them into the sewers to fend for themselves."

"No, that's not good." Wuming waved his hand, "Although parents gave their children life, since they are born, they still have to cherish their children's lives."

"Although children receive life from their parents, don't parents have the right to handle their children's lives and decide their children's lives?"

Wuming said: "If the parents had spoken up, Queen Full Moon would not have gone crazy."

"It's the children who should be crazy." Patch said jokingly.

Blaineas also laughed:
"I'm glad we reached an agreement. Unnamed businessman, you saved us and treated us like reborn parents, but parents shouldn't force their children to do things they don't want to do, right?"

Wuming was stunned: "I told you not to exploit my employees, am I restricting your freedom?"

Blainis said: "Obviously, it is not good to have laws coming from distant Asia and affecting my plans and arrangements."

"Then what if I have to take care of you?" Wuming asked.

"Then I'm afraid we have to resign." Blainis said, "This caravan is not suitable for us."

"It's a deal." Wuming clapped his hands, "Double happiness is here."

Brynis looked calm:

"Then... Boss Wuming, we will be competitors from now on. I hope to get together again when we have time in the future. Goodbye."

The communication was cut off, and Wuming was stunned when he heard Brynis's last words.

Wuming asked Patch:
"What did he just say? Competitor? What is he going to do?"

Wuming didn't wait for Patch to answer, and stared:
"This guy wants to start a big caravan by himself? How dare he!"

Nameless snapped his fingers:
"These guys broke away from my caravan. Without my relationship, they still run the caravan. Aren't they afraid of being buried by the Yatan people again?"

Patch said: "So they are not in Yatan, but they are not in Lake District and Nimgofu."

Nameless continued:
"They don't have the financial resources we have..."

Patch said: "The way they are doing it, I'm afraid they don't need much funds."

Wuming said: "There are others, the two of them, where are the employees? If you follow me, you only have to work four hours a day, you live a comfortable life, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Who can follow him?"

Wuming patted his chest: "I believe in the loyalty of my employees. They are all veteran employees who have been with me all the way."

As Wuming spoke, he suddenly felt a little guilty: "You should be... very loyal, right?"

The vicious curse echoed in his ears again.

Wu Ming came out of Serui and contacted the employees in the Lake District and Ningmu Gefu.

Wuming first exchanged pleasantries, showing the boss's kindness and consideration.

But the employees seemed very busy and had no time to pay attention to the big boss's concern.

"Are you busy?" Wuming asked.

The employees nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wuming said, "You won't have to work so hard in the future, and you won't have to fight anymore."

When the employee heard what Wuming said, he was stunned:
"Are we getting fired?"

"What do you mean, am I that kind of person?" Wuming smiled and groaned, "On the contrary, I want to fire your supervisor, that old wandering businessman."

When the employees heard the news, they stopped what they were doing, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

Wuming said: "Oh, that guy still wants to threaten me, challenge me, and say that he wants to be my competitor. I think to myself, can I be afraid of you? I have good employees like you, and I can't do anything with you. A good employee who would betray me, Pachi’s old shop, is invincible. He doesn’t even have anyone, so what can he use to fight against me..."

"Boss..." The employee's voice was trembling, interrupting Wuming's words, "You fired the supervisor? He said he wanted to go it alone?"

"Yes." Wuming said, "What's wrong?"

Wuming was a little alarmed: "You won't... betray me, will you?" The employees looked at Wuming in the projection and almost cried: "I'm sorry, boss, but I'm afraid... we can't follow you."

"Ah?" Wuming felt as if his forehead had been hit by a door or a shield, "Why?"

"Or...or we can continue to follow you, but can we continue to work like this and maintain the original salary?"

Wuming was surprised: "Why are you still begging to suffer? Are you addicted?"

"We... owe money to Subjective." The employee hesitated, "If we can't pay it back in time, the interest will be very high..."

The communication was cut off. The employees seemed a little shy to face Wuming, so they took the initiative to cut off the communication, leaving Wuming alone in a daze.

Nameless looked at Patch:

"How dare this guy...?"

"How dare you?" Patch asked.

"That guy has no power, no runes, no strength, how dare he be my competitor?" Wuming said, "We even control communications and transportation."

Wuming couldn't understand: "How dare he treat me like this? Does he know who I am? Doesn't he know that I know kung fu? Is he usually so brave?!"

"You are quite kind anyway, and you won't do anything to others." Patch teased.

The spider started thinking again:
"Like a fearless chariot...it's really too brave. Does he have anything to rely on? Or is he just crazy and doesn't know how to advance or retreat..."

Patch thought for a while, but couldn't come to a conclusion. He noticed that the nameless horse Jin Dao was sitting there, saying nothing.

Patch said, "What are you going to do?"

Wuming stretched out his hand and called Serui:

"Can you monitor their projection discs and find out what they are up to?"

Se Rui said: "They don't often use our projection magic. It seems that people in the old days don't like this kind of thing."

"Then can we collect information about Lake District and Nimgefu and find out what they have done?"

Serui said: "I want to remind you that I need to abide by some rules, such as protecting the privacy of users and not monitoring them at will. This requires authorization under special circumstances and can only be turned on when it is determined that monitoring is a necessary means."

"Do we still have this kind of rule? Didn't we monitor coprophags before?"

Patch said: "Those are the instructions and rules I gave Serui when I first updated the projection disk."

"It's you, kid." Wuming said.

Patch said: "As you said, we control communications and traffic. But if we monitor at will, once the news leaks, people will no longer be willing to believe us."

Patch said: "Similarly, we cannot tamper with the token system. The token system must run as solidly as the law, otherwise it will seriously damage our credit."

Wuming thought for a moment and asked Serui:

"Do you think direct monitoring is necessary in this situation?"

Serui said: "If it is just to understand the lives of local people and deduce the policies of businessmen, it is not necessary. On-site visits are a more effective and less risky way."

Wuming nodded, stood up and kicked Patch:

"Walk, walk, walk."

"Why are you going?" Patch asked.

"Go to the Lake District and have a look." Wuming said, "Also, let the employees work more and extend the working hours to eight hours."

Patch said: "I'm afraid it won't be that easy, Yatan's demand is limited."

"That's why I want to go to the Lake District to see more." Wuming said, "I want to see what that guy is doing. How can he earn so many more runes than us?"

Wuming said: "You also mentioned the tokens. Those guys didn't use the tokens very much. If too many runes accumulate to them, our plan to purify the runes will be ruined."

Wuming took Patch and prepared to step into the portal to the lake area.

When he came to the portal, Wuming thought of something and thought: "By the way, we have to hide our identity and sneak in secretly. We can't be discovered by them."

The Lake District is under the jurisdiction of Rohm. Compared with Brynis, Wuming has less contact with Rohm and knows less information about the Lake District.

This place is obviously much more lively than in the past, and the crowd is bustling. Many people who have come from Yatan are resting here.

The portal lit up, and two shining golden guys walked out of the portal. The two of them were dressed in fancy clothes and stole the attention of many people.

These are two knights, wearing golden armor, which seems to be in line with the costumes of knights coming down from Yatan.But knowledgeable people will recognize that the clothing is not like any other Rodel knights.

One set of armor has a slender figure, stacked armor plates, a slim skirt, and a mighty lion's head.

The other one is much fatter and taller, with a weird and deformed shape. On a big belly, the breasts are exposed as if carved from gold. It is strange and strange, like a golden flaming bishop, which makes people shudder when looking at it.

This should be a warrior in the arena, people judge, so most of them are faded ones.

Patch's voice came from Fatty's armor:

"Is this your disguise?"

The nameless person in the lion head armor replied:

"what happened?"

"Everyone is looking at us," Patch said.

"We just want to disguise, not hide." Wuming said, "It's okay if we can't recognize our original identities. Do you think I am willing? No normal armor can accommodate your big spider belly."

Wuming patted Patch's big belly, reminding him to accept his fate, while he observed the camp.

Wuming noticed that people's clothes had become more gorgeous, with significantly more complicated carvings and embroideries, and some were decorated with gold threads and gems.

And those who dress more gorgeously tend to stand straighter and speak louder.

And as if he noticed Wuming's gaze, a fat man in gorgeous clothes approached Wuming on his own initiative.

"Are you the faded ones?" the fat man said, shaking the gold chain on his hand, "are you from the Royal City Arena?"

Wuming and Pachi looked at each other and nodded.

"How is your strength?" Fatty Rich asked, "How is your ranking in the arena?"

Wuming was hesitating how to lie, when Patchi, an old liar, answered:
"He won the championship and I was fifth. It's a pity that I didn't make it to the semi-finals."

"Oh?" Fatty's eyes lit up, "Do you want to be my guard? The price is negotiable."

The two looked at each other again, and Patch replied:

"Let me be your guard. He...he still wants to hang around here. I'll give you an answer later."

Wuming probably understood what Patch meant, which was for the two of them to investigate separately.

Wuming said to the fat man: "That's right, I want to go shopping first."

Saying that, Wuming left and wandered around the lake area.

(End of this chapter)