Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 388 The Devil Reappears (3.2K)

"Ladies, please don't worry if those nobles have forced you. Even great nobles cannot escape the punishment of Loen's laws!"

Professional journalists are worthy of being professional journalists. Whenever people's emotions inevitably fall, they always find a way to make the event present a new climax.

Mike Joseph's new question caused the stunned reporters to swarm over and rush towards the three upper-class socialites who were standing there, at a loss, at the speed of a 100-meter race.

Otherwise, why do people call him a great journalist?

“That’s right, ladies, if they force you, we can call the police right now and hire security guards to provide protection!”

"Please give me more details."

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Where did this come from?
Seeing this scene, Ron was speechless for a moment. He dared to swear on himself that he did not use any ability or method to actively influence these reporters and make them work for him.

To deal with these stupid humans, just one mouth is enough!

Oh my, I feel like I have been lucky these past two days. No matter what I choose, things will turn out well and there will be some surprises...

The blond boy's brows were relaxed and he was in a very good mood.

Every time Ron gets lucky, a mercury snake loses all his luck.

For example, Ouroboros used up all his luck in order to save the "Lord", and Will Auceptin was beaten up by Ron for no reason and lost all his luck.

No trade, no harm!
"I heard Sherlock mention that he invested in a bicycle company. I got the news this morning, so I followed him to take a look."

Just as the reporters surrounded the socialites, Mike Joseph took a few steps towards Ron and explained the whole story in a low voice.

Hmm, it seems that poor guy is not useless. At least he is more useful than Amon who is lazy at work...

Hearing the reporter say this, the blond boy immediately understood why the other party was speaking to him.

He nodded slightly, greeted silently, and then went towards the second wave of troublemakers.

Seeing Ron coming, they actually took a step back guiltily, fearing that something might be discovered.

One of them, a man with a severely receding hairline, a fat body, and a big belly, shook the receipts and bank statements in his hands. When he saw the blond boy who seemed a bit tough coming towards him, his face immediately revealed one part of guilt, two parts of arrogance, three parts of complacency, and four parts of surprise.

What Ron had just said and done was undoubtedly full of provocations to the two giants in the economy and power of the Loen Kingdom.

Is this too extreme?
It's very difficult for us if you do this!
Terrence, a salesman who believed in the "Lord of Storms", felt even more guilty.

But soon, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes were instantly filled with confidence.

"Are you Ron Sothoth?"

"It's your grandfather and me."

"you……"

The fat man's words got stuck in his throat, and his eyes were filled with obvious anger.

But it was obvious that he was not too devout in his belief in the "Lord of Storms". He just took two deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and immediately asked:

"Mr. Sotos, I don't care if you are the new owner of this factory or not. I have to tell you that the purchase price of the steel you produce is too expensive. It has increased by more than a quarter compared to before!"

"We have reached a long-term supply contract with this factory before. You can't raise the price temporarily, otherwise we have the right to take you to court!"

Terrence looked down at the 1.51-meter-tall boy, and he was already confident about this operation.

Because most of them are customers of this steel plant.

According to calculations by the professional team, they account for a full 35 percent of the factory's sales.

So no one will offend them unless they are crazy. If they do, or if they cannot offer a lower price and protect the interests of the workers, they will take them to court as planned.

And if the other party complies with the pressure, it will inevitably save costs in other areas, and then there will be more black spots to find and expose.

"We have also reached a long-term supply agreement. You can't suddenly raise the price without consulting us!"

"Yes, I heard that you added the cost of the salary increase. You can't do something that goes against morality!"

"Yes, the purchase price is too high, and our goods have been unsaleable for a long time."

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After hearing all this noise, Ron immediately understood what was going on. He glanced at the reporters who showed no interest in this place, raised his hand, and asked the whole audience to keep quiet.

"If you want to buy it, don't buy it. If not, get out!"

Suddenly, the seemingly humble and polite blond boy yelled.

What does the contract signed between the previous steel company and you have to do with me?

Ron's scolding was like thunder, which made everyone freeze in place. It seemed that they had not expected things to develop in this direction.

"Are you sure? We are just reminding you kindly."

"Roll, roll, roll, roll"

The blond boy waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the fat dealer's heavy breathing.

Terrence's greasy face twitched noticeably and he looked at Ron in disbelief.

He had never seen such an arrogant person in his life.

"Okay, remember this is what you said, just wait, don't regret it!" "Get out of here!"

Ron waved his hand impatiently again, not caring about it.

Compared to this little trick, it would be better to directly strangle him with the raw materials, so that Ron might care more about it.

It would actually be a good thing if the produced materials could not be sold. Once a certain amount is accumulated, the Southern Continent will send a fleet to transport them all back.

Well, the inventory is almost enough...

"Crack!"

Just as the blond boy was lost in thought, the shutter of a camera sounded. Mike Joseph took a picture of the scene and wrote it down in the interview record he carried with him.

[Even if the profits suffer losses, the interests of the working class must still be protected, and there is no devilish temptation such as compromising and reducing wages...]

"..."

Ron pulled the corner of his mouth silently. He felt that he had to rely on this reporter for making up lies. In comparison, he was still far behind the honest and trustworthy Ron Sotos.

As expected, he is someone who is in the same boat with Klein...

The blond boy nodded and raised his chin slightly, like a victorious rooster, and came to the troublemaker who was well-dressed and holding a sign that read "Loen people never back down".

"Get out of Loon!"

"He is a spy and a spy for the Southern Continent's resistance army. He is a dangerous person who is trying to overthrow the Kingdom of Loen."

"Bastard from the Southern Continent"

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Seeing the blond boy coming, the group's shouting suddenly became louder, with all kinds of abusive words coming out one after another.

Unexpectedly, the boss of the steel mill did not say anything to them, nor did he instruct the workers to forcibly drive them away.

He just glanced at them indifferently, then got into the carriage he came in and headed towards the inner courtyard of the steel company.

Even though Ron Sothoth was so merciful that he even spared those ignorant killers who used their weapons as knives, he still couldn't stop those who were seeking death.

As for stupid humans, Ron would not bother with them too much unless they were special enough or had acquired divinity through potions.

When gods and spirits walk on earth, it is inevitable that they will come into contact with humans.

If everything were strictly enforced, few people would be able to survive, so Ron has always been very low-key and enjoyed himself with the people.

"Alas~ I've already said I'm very kind but you just don't believe me..."

Ron Sothoth sighed silently and winked at Amon, who was wearing a blue worker's uniform and slacking off at the door and watching the fun.

If you don't allow me to do business properly, I will have no choice but to use some unique methods that are in line with this world.

……

Wednesday, dusk.

On the King's Avenue, a luxurious carriage left the Kingdom's House.

The carriage was covered with carpets and furnished with furniture such as beds, sofas and tables, making it like a mobile room.

Duke Pallas of Bendenigan, wearing the uniform of a dark admiral, was holding a crystal-polished cup and drinking blood-red Ormier red wine.

As he tasted the wine, he thought:

"Invite Earl Hall to be my guest tomorrow. I want to talk to him about increasing the wages of factory workers, improving their working hours, and revising the Poor Law. When did the Church of Darkness start to care about these things?"

"I've also heard about the Honest Steel Company. Although it's a small company in name only, it depends on who you compare it with. A company with a market value of around 30000 pounds can be called a 'giant' in Backlund."

After taking a sip of the blood-red liquid, Pallas Nigan placed the crystal cup on the table and instructed the secretary beside him:
"It seems that our foreign friend doesn't quite understand Backlund's rules. He didn't make any connections, didn't express his political inclinations, and didn't choose any political party to rely on. He just casually spent a large sum of money to buy a company in poor operating condition and also increased the wages of the workers. I don't know whether to say that he is courageous or stupid."

"It's like an undercover spy sent by an enemy country, or a deliberate performance to demonstrate the influence of the Church of Evernight."

At this point, Duke Negan's face looked strange for a moment, and then he uttered the words invented by Emperor Roselle.

"It's like he's acting on purpose!"

"Whether he is or not, we cannot allow him to continue doing this before the real proposal is discussed. Otherwise, the workers in the East District will definitely march and go on strike. If the Church of Darkness secretly intervenes in this matter, it will be very difficult to deal with."

"Let's use our influence to get those equipment companies that buy steel to buy from us. I'll offer a price close to the cost, and let that honest man calm down again."

As soon as the Duke finished speaking, the secretary beside him was seen quickly recording the instructions of the Conservative leader.

After saying that, Duke Negan sighed.

"Ah~ Can I trust you, Capas?"

The old gentleman in his sixties rubbed his forehead, as if he had taken off all his disguises.

"You can always trust me sir."

The secretary saluted with a stiff face, without a trace of abnormality, and his eyes were as cold as those of a vicious criminal, filled with unspeakable cruelty.

"I said that I came here to seek cooperation, and I also proved to you that your previous secretary had some bad intentions."

(End of this chapter)