Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

And the so-called earl also died inexplicably.

Good to die.

As for whether he died in a political struggle or was assassinated by his enemies, intelligence dealers have their own speculations.

But what the truth is, only the dead and the murderer know.

The corpse was said to have been blasted into a pulp, and it was impossible to identify the murderer after thinking about it.

Weiwei sat leisurely on the soft leather chair in the new office, drinking cold and refreshing herbal tea, put her perfectly proportioned legs on the desk, and listened to the beautiful secretary's report.

The secretary still has scars on her neck and face, she was a slave, a debt slave.

After merging with another mercenary company, the scale of Black Sand Mercenary Company further expanded, and at the same time, it inherited the slaves from another mercenary company.

Many slaves left with good knowledge and skills, and they all had good lives before a well-crafted debt befalls them.

Mortgage loans, medical loans, education loans...

Even a wrong investment is enough to instantly collapse their fragile and beautiful life.

Whether they are slave mercenaries or slave accountants, these slave employees have all given up hope in their own lives without exception.

But no one has the courage to commit suicide.

The fetters of the family and the contract witnessed by the gods are the perfect shackles for capital to restrain them, perfectly blocking the way for them to seek self-termination before exhausting their final value.

But they were lucky enough to meet Weiwei.

No one knows what this new star rich man is thinking. She can let the slaves work for nothing, but she insists on giving them freedom, paying them wages, providing them with housing, providing them with medical care, and buying their families...

Overnight, all slave employees returned to their status as free citizens, and the slave trader's guild responsible for granting them legal status even had to work overtime until the early morning of the next day.

Everyone feels that the small boss will go bankrupt sooner or later.

Even if she is lucky enough to speculate in the fruit business and make a fortune.

But if such a good person goes bankrupt, who can live a good life in the future?!

The employees who have received unprecedented care have nothing to repay, and can only repay Weiwei's kindness with full work enthusiasm in their own jobs.

Never before have they taken their work so seriously.

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The author's words:

Shuke's sensitive words really make people speechless.....

Chapter 200 Chapter 195 Weiwei, you have done all kinds of bad things!

In the well-ventilated office, the ethereal flames of gas lamps burn quietly under the protection of glass, exuding a reassuring warm yellow light.

The magic circle used to adjust the temperature is running silently, making the harsh room temperature in the desert area cool and pleasant.

Weiwei was sitting in the office, casually flipping through the reports, contracts, and information books stacked in front of her.

Managing the company is not an easy job, and she still needs to do a lot of things by herself when there are not enough people.But now she only needs to take a quick look at it. Professional things will naturally be done by professional people.

Theoretically, even if Weiwei does nothing and spends her days eating and dying, the company can still maintain operations and guarantee profitability.

So what exactly does Vivi come to the company do?

As the saying goes, if you have something to do as a secretary, you have nothing to do...

cough cough.

Weiwei stopped her thoughts of trying to drive in time, and looked away from the female secretary's hi wire.

She kept telling herself in her heart that she was just a child, not to think about driving a big car all the time.

Now even the Lord of Dawn thinks I'm lustful, okay?This is not good.

Weiwei made up her mind to want mouse tail juice, and tried her best to break away from the stereotype of color critics.

"Miss Dior, this is today's agenda, please look over it."

The female secretary respectfully handed over the schedule written on grass sandpaper. Weiwei took it and glanced at it. Most of the schedules prepared by the secretary were meeting arrangements with representatives of various forces in the city. A considerable part of the important timing still needed to be decided by Weiwei. .

I'm probably reduced to a mascot.

Weiwei secretly laughed at her salted fish in her heart, but the current situation was just in line with her wishes.

She has no interest in business wars at all, and she is too lazy to intrigue with capitalists.

The female secretary added at the right time: "Boss, I have one more thing to report. Priest Haramain wants to meet you today."

"Did Priest Haramain not explain his purpose?"

The female secretary shook her head, "He was forwarded by a private letter, and there was no channel through the church, so it was not included in the schedule. Boss, do you want to see him?"

Liujin Church has always had the practice of investing in church members, as long as the priests judge that this will indeed bring a win-win situation for both parties.Almost all businessmen welcome the church’s investment, which will not only bring considerable funds to the businessman, but also bring confidence to the market—confidence that comes from the authority of the church.

"Although I don't know why I came here, but for the sake of the Liujin Church, let's see it."

"Dior Brando" made his fortune in Taosha City from speculation, and he became one of the richest people in the city by just a chance. It is not normal to have such excellent vision and incredible luck.

Many people think that her rise is protected by the Goddess of Trade and Wealth, and they subconsciously feel that it is impossible for this 12-year-old child to accumulate so much wealth so quickly without the help of the gods.

Weiwei was indeed guided by a god, but this god was not the goddess of trade and wealth.

The truth is unknown to others, and Weiwei is also happy that others will rely on her image to the Liujin Church, and the Liujin Church also believes that Weiwei has been favored by the goddess.

After coming and going, Weiwei has become a guest of honor in the local church.

There was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

The halfling Omo pushed the door open, followed by a bouncing little girl, "Good morning, little boss, what you entrusted me to do has been completed."

Omo looked at the female secretary, who understood and left the office with a bow.

Omo took out a contract from the dimensional bag. Since Heisha merged with another company, the mercenary equipment has been further upgraded, and the dimensional bag has become their standard equipment.

Weiwei took over the contract, which said the transfer contract of private slaves.

"...Newk Hunter agrees to transfer the slave 'little ghost', after which he will have no right to dispose of the 'little ghost'."

The lower right corner of the contract is stamped with the holy emblem of Liujin Church, which shows that this paper contract has been witnessed by the gods.

"This goblin was still raising the price at the beginning. After I beat him hard, he agreed to transfer at a low price. That guy still wanted to play tricks, thinking of delaying time and then running away. Hehe, I pretended to be tricked , deliberately let him go, and then quietly followed him, as soon as he relaxes, I will immediately rush out to beat him..."

Omo talked about fighting goblins wits and bravery with great interest. As a senior thief, he has been wandering in black areas all year round, and he has a good way of doing things.

"That goblin is not helpless, there are still some gangsters in the local area protecting him, but compared with our company, he can only be regarded as a small gangster. In the end, he knew that he couldn't fight, so he quickly compromised."

Omo proudly wiped his nose. The embarrassing height of the halfling made his actions of a "reliable adult man" look like a child...

"Thank you, as expected of the reliable Mr. Omo."

Weiwei put away the contract, and smiled at the little girl who had already walked beside her, "Little guy, do you know what I should call me now?"

"Owner?"

The little girl raised her head and blinked her eyes.

"Wrong, I am not your master."

"Huh? Miss sister doesn't want me?" The little girl was shocked when she heard the words, and looked up at Weiwei with tears in her eyes.

Weiwei smiled and stroked the little girl's soft hair.

"You have to remember that no one should be the lord of others."

"You were born free."

"From now on, be your own master."

The little girl sniffed her snot, and withdrew the tears she was about to shed. She nodded half-understanding. She was so young that she didn't understand the value of freedom.

She only knew that the dear young lady in front of her would not abandon her, and she would never be beaten by goblins again.

The little girl smiled sweetly, gently hugged Weiwei's waist and rubbed her hands together with a smile.

"I'll take you to the slave trader's guild today and let them recognize you as a free citizen, um... I need to give you a nice name."

"I'll call you Xu Lun Brando." Dio Brando poked his temple, and suddenly had an idea.

"This name... always sounds very powerful." Aomo, who was listening, rubbed his chin for a long time, but couldn't think of a rainbow fart to praise Weiwei, so he had to make a mysterious and hard boast.

"Of course, this name represents the golden spirit," Weiwei gently rubbed the little girl's head, "Are you right? jojo."

"Gold spirit, sounds great, I like gold~"

Ever since, the scumbag girl Weiwei put the name stitched out by the ultimate on the head of the ignorant little girl.

It is really a man silent and a woman crying.

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The author's words:

Push book: "You who came from thousands of years ago", everyone can bookmark and support it, it's pretty good

Chapter 201 Chapter 196 Weiwei, the little ghost from the university department, begs to be deflated: "? Come, beg?"

"The desert is so quiet."

"Yeah, no blue dragons lurking beneath the sand ready to tear people to pieces, no howling ogres rushing up out of the blue, just miss it."

"As expected of the leader of a professional adventurer, not only is he not afraid of these dangerous creatures, but he is looking forward to it. It seems that I have to work harder." The curly-haired boy squeezed his fists to cheer himself up.

"Hahaha, come on boy, as long as we keep working hard, the road will continue to extend, and one day you will become a reliable man who can stand alone."

The middle-aged man carrying a big sword spoke slowly. As the head of the group, his eyes were always looking forward, and his eyes were full of hope for life and the future.

This is a group of adventurers. They were hired by the lord of Taosha City to negotiate with the blue dragon in the nearby desert, using the force of the blue dragon to frighten the surrounding ogre tribes that disrupted the trade routes.

"Speaking of which, it's really unusual to have gone deep here and still haven't encountered a blue dragon."

"Indeed, with the blue dragon's sense of territory, even if he doesn't come over in person, it's time for his subordinates to attack us."

The middle-aged regiment leader ordered: "Always be ready to fight, although we are not here to fight."

Soon a tall bulging sand dune appeared in front of everyone, and there was a dark cave at the bottom of the sand dune leading to the ground.

The head of the group knelt down and looked around carefully, and after a while, he looked confused: "We have arrived here, but we still haven't encountered any form of obstruction, not even quicksand, is this considered the welcome of the blue dragon?"

"It's very strange. There is no smell of ozone in the air. It doesn't feel like a blue dragon's lair. Could it be that the city lord lied to us?"

"This sand dune is not formed naturally. Apart from the blue dragon, I can't think of other creatures that can create such a thing as a habitat. Perhaps the blue dragon here has left."

The adventurers talked a lot and couldn't make up their minds.

"Let's go and have a look first, and then make a decision." The leader gave instructions after pondering for a moment.

Everyone proceeded cautiously, being alert to possible traps along the way. There were indeed deadly traps in the caves of the sand dunes, but they were quickly deciphered in front of professional explorers.

The adventurers went all the way unimpeded, and have not encountered other obstacles since then, and successfully penetrated into the bottom of the cave.

At the bottom of the empty cave, there is still a little smell of ozone, which is indeed the breath of the blue dragon.

"It seems that they have indeed moved away," the group leader looked around, and there was nothing left, except for those hard-to-remove traps, "not even a single gold coin."

"What's the deal now?"

"Tell me the truth."

"Yeah, I guess it was a waste of time."

The explorers in the team were silent and secretly recorded the situation here.

In addition to being a dungeon explorer in the adventurer team, he has another identity, that is, an external intelligence merchant of the Liujin Church.

As the adventurers returned to Taosha City, this information was quickly grasped by the Flowing Gold Church.