"Yes, yes, that's right! Xiao Zong, you've done a great job this time!"
Snake Seven had drunk quite a bit of wine, but because his face was covered by a black mist, only his eyes were visible, so there was no sign of alcohol on his face.
Upon hearing the terrifying figure of 357 tons, Snake Seven's eyes turned bloodshot, and he laughed loudly, "Good, good, good! Great achievement, great achievement! Little Yuying, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and load it onto the truck, send it to the capital, and seal it in the national treasury!"
Yang Yuying's pretty eyes immediately narrowed, and she was about to get angry when she saw Fang Zong shake his head slightly.
"Why is this little brat so disobedient? Do you think I would take credit for Ah Zong's work?"
Snake Seven kept praising the gold as "meritorious service" and "great merit," and when he got up and went out, he found that the gold had been counted, but the boxes had not been sealed and the gold had not been loaded onto the truck.
The stainless steel boxes weren't even closed yet; they were all large, dazzlingly yellow.
More than fifty female warriors from the Yang family sat atop gold ingots and bars, their faces flushed with excitement, touching the gold as if they were touching their own men's chests.
Snake Seven shouted hurriedly, "Seal it up quickly, load it onto the truck, and send it to Shangjing City!"
"hehe!"
"Heh... This old man is quite imposing!"
"It's a pity the old man is too old, otherwise I would be a widow..."
The female warriors of the Yang family spoke with smiles, managing to tease Snake Seven.
Snake Seven rolled its eyes and suddenly turned around: "Little Yuying, decades ago when your grandfather fought against the Manchus, your grandfather and I were comrades-in-arms. Back then, I was just a little snake at the level of a magic master..."
"Stop! What you say won't change anything. At most, I'll stop being angry and won't hit you!"
Yang Yuying rolled her eyes decisively: "Just tell me directly, is this gold Xiao Zong's achievement or Xiao Zong's money?"
"A credit!" Snake Seven said, straightening his back without showing any shame.
Fang Zong remained silent and slowly walked out of the room.
He lit a cigarette, but before he could light it himself, he took out another one and put it to Snake Seven's lips, lighting it for him as well.
He then lit his own cigarette, took a puff, and asked, "Are you short of money, sir?"
Snake Seven: "I don't understand what you're saying!"
Fang Zong laughed and said, "You may not know this, but since I joined the Ghost Slayer Team, apart from the one sealed-off area that I conquered and for which Elder Wang required me to pay 10% tax according to the rules, everything else is mine. Even if I obtained money or treasures in the process, I was exempted from personal income tax because of my contributions. Do you think Elder Wang will only give me credit for the gold I found this time? Will he put the gold into the national treasury?"
Snake Seven: "This..."
"Just tell me straight, are you really short of money?"
Fang Zong spoke very bluntly, which made She Qi very embarrassed, and he turned his head away from Fang Zong.
Unable to hold back any longer, he bent over and sighed, "I'm really short of money."
He sighed and said, "Don't even mention that you've set up a Dragon Valley. As a senior, I definitely have my own territory too. To be honest, I set up a snake farm, and I'm burning through all sorts of good stuff like crazy. I just want to get some snake sons and grandsons, so I can establish my own family, right?"
It's really expensive; it's made me so poor I can't even afford to eat meat.
Fang Zong: "And then?"
"Old Wang means to calculate your payment based on the market price of gold. The gold is sent to the national treasury, and you'll be paid according to the market price of gold sold in gold shops. It's also a reward for your great contribution!" Snake Seven said shrewdly. "I originally wanted to calculate your payment based on the purchase price of gold, to take a cut, which would be quite a lot, but when I heard the figure of 357 tons..."
Yes! I'm greedy!
"There's too much money. If I got it all, I wouldn't lack cultivation resources for my four hundred-plus snake offspring."
More than four hundred...
Fang Zong was speechless with astonishment.
He set up a Dragon Nest, which is a school, but he only enrolled less than two hundred students. He couldn't afford to support any more than that. Who would have thought that Snake Seven would have more than four hundred snakes and their offspring!
This wasn't someone he trained from scratch; this was someone he had already trained!
The snake offspring of Snake Seven may include quite a few monsters of magical power!
Fang Zong pondered for a moment and said, "Senior, if I really want to give you money, to be honest, I can't give you too much, but you know the policy I set in Dragon Valley."
I plan to recruit more students, and each student will need to be accompanied by a monster and a spirit. If you don't mind, I'll take two hundred cultivators at the Dharma Gate level into Dragon Valley. They'll be your snake offspring, and also my students. How about that?"
“Okay!” Snake Seven immediately agreed.
They're all from the Demon Slayer Corps, so cooperation is perfectly normal.
Moreover, Fang Zong is no ordinary general; he has a bright future ahead of him. This is also a way for him to find a good backer for his descendant, She!
He's getting old...
Thinking of this, She Qi decisively took out his phone, sent out a few messages, and Fang Zong's phone rang.
Fang Zong took it out and looked at it, and his eyes immediately felt dizzy.
"Wait, how much gold was it again?" Fang Zong's lips trembled.
Sheqi and Yang Yuying replied together, "Three hundred and fifty-seven tons."
"How much is this? I didn't calculate it earlier..."
He didn't miscount, did he? He really didn't miscount, did he?
My phone received a transfer notification; it was a direct transfer from the national bank.
One, two, three... four, five, six... seven, eight, nine...
A full eleven zeros plus a stick (1)!
One hundred billion?
Mentioning this number, Yang Yuying trembled and couldn't speak, and She Qi also sighed deeply.
Snake Seven gasped, "One hundred billion... Little Zong, with that fifty-three billion US dollars, you have over thirteen hundred billion RMB. You could rank in the top five of our Eastern Country's rich list."
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