Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 552 World Peace Corporation
When a person or a god has countless wealth and a lofty status, the next thing that naturally remains is the pursuit of a good reputation.

Regardless of whether Ron thought so or not, at least Arya Rand, the witch with the ultimate flattery skill, thought so.

Anyway, whether it is doing good deeds or promoting the name of God, it doesn't cost her money in the end.

"This is called spending the company's money and using your own connections..."

Alia thought silently in her heart, but still kept her head down, not daring to look directly at Ron.

Because she felt that the big wave she had prepared was about to turn into a big wave in front of Ron.

The young man looked at the white-haired witch kneeling there in silence, and finally could only sarcastically say:
"It seems that the Original Witch should thank me. I solved a big problem for her!"

"..."

"Master, look at what you said, I am not that bad..."

Aaliyah muttered softly as she hugged Ron's thighs, her main point being a shameless one.

The blond boy broke free from the witch sister's arms and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the villa.

"Oh, you are right. You are very good at winning people's hearts, flattering them, and instigating them to do bad things."

"I have so many companies. Fortunately, you have the brains to integrate them into one and turn all the companies into subsidiaries. This doesn't seem like something you can accomplish on your own, right?"

"I saw the name of the company in Destiny. It's called World Peace Company?"

"Only peace can create wealth. You don't have the brains to come up with this name, right?"

Hearing this, Alia was obviously embarrassed.

"Uh, Master, this is what the leader of the Dusk Hermits meant..."

I knew it……

The young man curled his lips and didn't pursue the matter any further.

After all, Alia is just a mascot. Her biggest role is to represent herself and sit there to calm people's hearts. In addition, she is also a Sequence Three Saint. Although she sometimes makes stupid mistakes, she is at least smarter than ordinary people.

"It's really troublesome. The main body fell into a deep sleep and became disabled. Otherwise, why would we waste so much time on this little information? Well, it's not easy for Audrey to break the current situation. She seems to need some help. There's nothing wrong with being tough at this point in time."

"All the reliable subordinates have been sent out, so it seems I have to take care of it myself."

The boy's golden eyes looked up at the night sky. In just a few seconds, he came up with several evil plans to overthrow the Loen royal family.

For example, they could forcibly monopolize all economic lifelines of the Kingdom of Loen and use force to force the royal family to "voluntarily" give up the throne. As for whether the Loen royal family would sit back and wait to see this result, Ron didn't care.

He doesn’t even pay taxes, so why is he afraid of this?
Seeing Ron standing in front of the French window with no change in his expression, Alia suppressed her anxiety and asked flatteringly:

"Master, do you need me to pay all the taxes?"

"I'll make you an egg!"

The beautiful boy kicked his subordinate in anger, his handsome face full of exhaustion and frustration. He took a deep breath and ordered:
"From now on, I will attend all valuable banquets or balls. You go and arrange them for me. I only want those of high status. There is no need for those of fallen nobles."

"Oh, by the way, I also want to support new factories. Please draft a report on the charity industry and publish it to the public. We will gather those homeless people, laid-off workers, laundry women, and streetwalkers who have nowhere to go. Tell them that we will provide them with medical services, three meals a day, and accommodation. This is a benefit that only World Peace Company can provide."

"The food should not be too good or too bad. The income and expenditure need to be balanced according to the profits of the industry. The salary standard is based on the majority of similar factories on the market. What we mainly promote is the welfare benefits of the workers."

"Although this is a charity business, we still make some money. We also have to invest some of the funds to build a school. The admission criteria are employees of World Peace Company, their immediate family members, and their children."

"As for tuition fees, we waive them all."

"Damn it, if I can't kill you, I'll see who dares to bully me behind my back!"

At this point, Ron glanced at the somewhat dazed witch and asked tiredly:
"do you understand?"

Alia shook her head out of habit, then quickly nodded her head after realizing what she was doing, and finally lowered her head in those golden eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

“Master, if we don’t make any money after going through such a big detour, what’s the difference between this and directly giving money in your name?”

The stupid witch couldn't understand.

"There's a huge difference. If you give money, people won't thank you, but this way, people will be willing to work for you and be grateful to you from the bottom of their hearts."

"Human beings only have these few needs: sex and food. In other words, they just want to maintain life and reproduce. Isn't it enough for us to satisfy them?"

"Providing jobs is the best thing for the world, but no one, not even the most famous philanthropist in the world, will invest like me."

"The investment is the same, but the income has increased several times, and as the president of the company, I can also gain a lot of anchors, which are useful to me."

This is why Ron decided to do it himself. Unlike traditional church missionary work, the company system's beliefs mainly focus on big promises and personal charm.

Although the anchor was of little use at first, what Amanesis said was right. A little hope is a little hope, and Ron had no reason to give up.

Hearing these words, Alia was shocked and suddenly felt that her master was mean and sinister.

"Isn't this just selling someone, and the person being sold has to help you count the money?"

She pursed her lips and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart:
"Master, I seem to be able to see your wisdom now."

"In this way, your faith among the lower classes will be spread, and other factory owners will be caught in the center of the storm of public opinion, and others will not be able to accuse us of anything because our name is a charity industry."

"This is countless times better than those charitable funds. It satisfies everyone and we are also very satisfied."

Win hard.

Hearing these flatteries, Ron nodded with satisfaction:

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. These charity factories may not be suitable for the future, but they are definitely suitable for now."

"This is essentially squeezing out the potential profits of all factory owners and bankers, because the market and the pie are so small. Oh, human beings are really contradictory. They are as ferocious as hungry wolves, but they have to put on clothes to pretend to be civilized people."

"You want dignity, and I will give it to you."

For Ron, Rune was already in his pocket, so he naturally had to manage his own nest well.

He paced back and forth for a few steps, and continued to instruct Alia, who was taking notes with a pen:
"Those gangs need to be cracked down and divided. Find some people who are completely loyal to us and form a field department that belongs exclusively to the World Peace Company. This is our own violent organization, no, it's security personnel. Tell them that I can let them live openly in the sun."

The last problem is solved!
The white-haired witch's light blue eyes seemed to be shining, and she nodded, but soon her beautiful eyebrows frowned again.

"Master, the size of World Peace Company is already large enough. Under your wise leadership, many industries have become almost monopolized, such as bicycles and shipping business to and from the Southern Continent."

"We have more than one shipbuilding company, and we have no shortage of ships and routes. The South Continent Trading Company has taken us to court more than once, saying that we are maliciously monopolizing and that they are about to go bankrupt."

Hearing this, Ron didn't care much at first, but after seeing Alia's stupid look, he still gave a solution. "The South Continent is my territory, and all trade must be in our hands. Every quarter, you throw money in the face of the South Continent Trading Company under the pretext of 'compensation', keeping them half-dead and on the brink of bankruptcy."

"We can also give them some business, but of course it has to be us who hire them."

In this case, how can this be considered a monopoly?
Hearing this, Alia's eyes lit up again. She liked such an arrogant style of behavior.

"I will obey your will, Master, and I will do it now."

“World Peace, Inc.”

"Mr. Ron's company name is really strange. I thought he would name it the Honest Man Company."

After integrating the memory of another identity, the noble lady teased Ron in her heart.

She danced two steps of the ancient elven court dance somewhat awkwardly, and sadly discovered that she was no longer graceful.

'Alas, it is not so easy to overthrow the royal family. At least with my current status, I cannot influence the military's decision at all, unless I can inherit the family title in advance like Emperor Roselle and become the next "Earl Hall."'

Thinking of this, Audrey inevitably curled the corners of her mouth.

The Hall family was very influential, but as the youngest daughter in the family, she would never be able to inherit the family's inherited title.

Moreover, this kind of thing cannot be forced. If it is forced, it will be a waste of time and effort.

"Well, what should I do? Should I start my own business? Or should I use my current status to win over other nobles?"

"Do I have to be called the most dazzling gem in Backlund? What an ironic title! I hate the guy who called me that!"

When she thought of this, even though she was a hypnotist, the noble lady's mentality was somewhat broken.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been proud of this title, believing it to be a recognition and praise of her identity and character.
But think about it from another perspective, this is not a good name. The most dazzling gems seem to have no other use except for their high prices, being admired and traded.

Although the person who gave this name may not have had much ill will towards Audrey, it also accurately describes the fate of the aristocratic girl's life.

"If I hadn't met Mr. Fool, if I hadn't met Mr. Ron, maybe I would have been a gem for the rest of my life, attending banquets every day, living a luxurious life, and eventually choosing a prince or a noble to marry when I get older."

"No, Audrey, wake up. Now is not the time to think about these things. Now is the time to think about how to increase your influence!"

"My father is not a pedantic old-fashioned nobleman, and he is backed by the Church of Night. As long as I perform well enough, he may give me the title, but Hibbert and Alfred."

Of the two elder brothers, one is the chief secretary of the Kingdom's Air Pollution Committee, and the other is an army general in the southern continent.

Trying to surpass them in these two aspects is like banging your head against a wall.

At this moment, there was a knock on the girl's bedroom door.

"Enter."

The door opened and Anne, the personal maid, walked in with an invitation in her hand.

"Miss, here is an invitation from Count Bernard Valentino for you to attend a dance on Sunday afternoon."

Bernard?
Hearing this last name, Audrey suddenly realized.

She had not had much contact with the members of this family, but she knew that they were Loen nobles who were no less important than the Hall family. They had existed for a long time and were one of the oldest noble families in the kingdom, with many marriages to the royal family.

"Looking back now, when I first joined the Tarot Club to seek the potion formula, the families that Mr. Hanged Man mentioned as being granted the potion formula by the royal family should be of this kind, with no church support behind them and completely loyal to the royal family."

"Annie, are you just inviting me? I don't seem to have much contact with them. Strictly speaking, I don't have much contact with the royal family. Those princes are so..."

'How can they compare to Mr Rowan?'

The girl didn't finish her words, but even a dog could see the slight look of disgust on her face.

The host's behavior was not beyond Anne's expectations. She handed over the invitation and explained:

"They also invited the Earl and his wife. It seems that they want to discuss something very important. According to the Earl, many famous bankers and entrepreneurs, as well as company executives and members of the Kingdom were invited to the dinner."

"The Earl thinks that you should attend the event, young lady, to meet more people outside the aristocratic circle, or some outstanding young people."

"An excellent young man? Who can be better than Mr. Ron? No, Mr. Ron is no longer a young man, right?"

A funny thought flashed through her mind. Audrey Hall sat upright, elegantly took the invitation from her personal maid, and asked as if nothing had happened:

"A lot of famous entrepreneurs were invited? Is the president of World Peace Company among them?"

Sunday, morning.

"Ron, have you heard? Backlund will have a big event tonight!"

In the magnificent living room, Dwayne Dantès sat in front of the blond boy, tasting the original bottle of Ormier red wine.

"What kind of event? Could it be held by that so-and-so family mentioned in the morning newspaper?"

"Yes, I have received an invitation. Don't worry, I will get to know the top leaders of Loen."

Klein put down his glass as if to take credit, and looked at Ron flatteringly.

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The young man was silent for a while, then glanced at Klein standing behind the "secret doll" and said:

"Master of Secret Puppetry, you are not performing a puppet show for me. Your acting is totally useless and you have wasted my glass of wine."

"But the puppet is in front of the tomb, and the real body is behind the tomb. This way of acting is still worthy of praise."

In front of the tomb and behind the tomb, stop using Chinese homophonic puns!!!
Klein gritted his teeth, controlled the secret doll to stand up, sat down on the soft and comfortable sofa, and poured another glass of Olmire red wine to taste carefully.

Then he put down his wine glass and asked curiously with a mature old man's face:
"Aren't you nervous? They invited an outsider like me who just came to Backlund to this party, but they didn't invite you. Moreover, they even published the news in newspapers. Isn't this targeting you?"

"You can bear it, but I can't!"

Hearing this, Ron curled his lips in disdain and said:
"It seems that you have understood the role-playing method I mentioned very well. You trying to provoke me is also an attempt behind the scenes."

Klein scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect that Ron would see through his little trick. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the young man in front of him spoke faintly:
"Childish trick."

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Before the Master of Secret Dolls could react, Ron stretched out his finger and pressed a prayer light spot, and said calmly:

"Alia, go buy me a small company. I want all their shares today. If you don't let me go, I will go anyway."

(End of this chapter)