Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Tirel, as the head of the Crodo family's think tank,

stood in the family's council hall, his eyes sharp, staring at the family elders before him. He deeply knew that the family's future and prosperity were facing unprecedented challenges and opportunities.

"We must vigorously recruit magic apprentices!" Tirel's voice was firm and powerful, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky. His decision was not groundless, but based on a judgment of the current situation. The family's priority now was to strike at the Harun family.

The elders in the family looked at each other, feeling somewhat surprised by Tirel's decision, and subconsciously looked at the patriarch Jackson.

Jackson nodded slightly. They understood that since the family helmsman agreed, they had no reason to refuse.

After all, Tirel's wisdom and courage had helped the family overcome many difficulties.

They nodded in agreement, expressing their support.

"Even if they are not skilled apprentices in fine salt, it doesn't matter." Tirel added, his eyes flashing with decisiveness and determination.

Their goal was extremely clear: to weaken the Harun family's dominant position in the fine salt market, making its production unable to meet the growing market demand.

To this end, the Crodo family joined hands with several fine salt families to jointly implement a price reduction strategy, launching a fierce battle for the fine salt market with the Harun family.

Tirel deeply knew that these young magic apprentices were not only the family's capable assistants, but also the last straw for the family to overwhelm the Harun family in the future.

He personally came forward to warmly receive each apprentice who came to apply, engaging in in-depth exchanges with them, exploring their talents and ambitions, encouraging them to bravely display their talents, and encouraging them to contribute to the family's glorious future.

With the continuous addition of magic apprentices, the Crodo family's strength and reputation also rose.

They achieved more brilliant results in the fine salt industry, and also demonstrated strong competitiveness and influence in other fields, suppressing the Harun family for a time.

The business competition between the Harun family and the Crodo family became increasingly fierce, its intensity even surpassing the previously highly anticipated Purple Melon Planting Competition.

The entire Imperial Capital was shrouded in this thick commercial smoke, with the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, all talking about the contest between these two families.

Deep within the palace, a place that should have been far from worldly disturbances, it was difficult to avoid being affected by this storm.

The imperial concubines, as representatives of various major families, naturally paid close attention to this competition.

Imperial Concubine Mariasha, as the representative of the Harun family, did not show much strangeness when she heard that the family was being suppressed by the Crodo family in business. She sat quietly by the window, her eyes deep, as if thinking about something. There were not many waves on her face, she just said lightly: "The business world is like a battlefield, winning or losing is commonplace, anyway, the fine salt business was not originally a family industry."

Empress Nina, as the representative of the Crodo family, came to Mariasha to show off triumphantly. She walked into the palace, her face filled with a smug smile, as if she had already seen the Harun family's downfall.

"Imperial Concubine Mariasha, you see, this is reality." Empress Nina said contemptuously: "Your Harun family thought you controlled the fine salt market, but you didn't expect this day to come, did you?"

Mariasha did not raise her head, but responded lightly: "Who can say for sure about the victory or defeat in the business world?"

Empress Nina didn't care, she continued: "Now that you have crossed the line, you must pay the price. However, I can also give you a chance. As long as you hand over the fine salt refining process, we can consider reconciliation, so that everyone can win-win."

Mariasha finally raised her head, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "Nina, you know that the Harun family's glory and dignity cannot be measured by money. Empress Nina, have you ever thought that even if the Crodo family wins in the end, it will only be a lose-lose situation."

Empress Nina's face changed slightly when she heard this. She did not expect Mariasha to resolutely reject her proposal, and even prepare to fight to the death. But she quickly regained her composure and sneered: "If that's the case, then let's see who will have the last laugh in this competition! By then, your Harun family will be finished."

Nina was initially startled by Mariasha's harsh words, but then she quickly regained her composure. Now all the fine salt families have invested a lot of resources and energy in this competition. Once the Harun family is defeated, the fine salt families in the Imperial Capital will definitely not hesitate to kick them when they are down and take the opportunity to expand their sphere of influence.

Faced with the siege of many fine salt families, it is almost impossible for the Harun family to protect themselves. For the sake of its own survival and development, the Harun family must hand over the fine salt refining process, even if it abandons the fine salt business in the future, in order to exchange for a glimmer of hope. Only in this way can they preserve the family's dignity and interests in this cruel competition.

With the departure of Empress Nina, the palace returned to peace again.

This business competition became increasingly fierce, and the contest between the two families seemed to have become a surging drama, attracting the attention of countless people, and even Gustav in the Holy Emblem Palace could not stay out of it, closely watching the development of the situation.

The latest intelligence presented by Queen Elizabeth and the huge amount of money and manpower invested by the fine salt families of the Imperial Capital in this competition made Gustav angry.

The initial investment of both sides has exceeded one million gold coins, a figure sufficient for the empire to launch a large-scale war.

"On weekdays, they cry and wail about being poor, but in secret, they are all rich."