"Shh..."
Khrushchev put down his pen and watched Xiao Han get up to leave, asking curiously.
"What are Your Highness's plans after signing the agreement?"
"What plans could there be? Probably just to continue carrying out urban management duties and work for the Tulip Family."
Xiao Han spoke without hesitation, and Khrushchev was even easier to talk to than he had imagined.
Although the other party was the steward of the Gubang family and a well-known powerhouse in Titan City, after some interaction, the feeling that Hruuf gave him reminded him of a necromancer.
Exactly the same Gou.
"Is that so... What I mean is, assuming I leave the Gubang family, would Your Highness, Little Fox, be willing to give me a position and the opportunity to serve Your Highness?"
Holding the signed documents, Khrushchev met Xiao Han's astonished gaze with a smile on his lips: "Perhaps it's because of my rare profession, but I'm still full of vigor and yearning for the dreams I had when I was young."
"You're over sixty, but your health and energy are still excellent... May I ask how many wives you've had?"
"Cough cough..."
Khrushchev choked, he was giving a passionate speech about youth, and then you suddenly bring up privacy?
How many wives did he have?
Why have a wife? Just buy a beautiful female slave every now and then. It's that simple.
"I really want to see that vast world."
After regaining his composure, Khrushchev said dejectedly, shaking his head.
Titan City, located in the Nordic region, is ultimately an inconspicuous small town. During the war, it was not governed by the Nordic countries and became independent. It has a population of only tens of thousands and is extremely poor in resources. Professionals born in this environment will almost never have the opportunity to step into the Gold rank.
The city of Constantinople, however, was exceptionally prosperous.
The ancient family has been running the business for over a hundred years. There are gold-level experts stationed in the city. Due to geographical factors, roads have been built to connect all directions, making transportation convenient.
More importantly, Constantine is located in the center of the Fountain of Life, where magical energy is very active and cultivation resources are abundant. With the help of special potions, the chances of awakening a transcendent being are even greater!
"That day will come."
Xiao Han smiled and put the signed document into his pocket: "If you're coming, I think the position of butler would be quite suitable for you."
"Hehe, then I'll wait and see. Don't disappoint me, my mysterious little fox prince."
Khrushchev responded, watching as Xiao Han, carrying a box filled with a small portion of ice cream, disappeared at the hotel entrance. He then took a document from the table.
He had been secretly observing Xiao Han's actions over the past few days, weighing whether the decision he had made was worthwhile.
His noble status, mysterious origins, and distinctive local accent reminded him of a prosperous continent near the borders of Northern Europe, the Land of Dawn.
However, after Xiao Han was recruited into the city management force by Minnie, he used his mysterious identity to put the street thugs supported by Weasel on trial, which did have a bit of a provocative intent towards the Gu Bang family.
But in Khrushchev's view, the little fox was just young and impetuous, and it was normal for it to vent its frustration at being bullied on the weasel.
Moreover, the Gubang family's real profits came from the transshipment trade of slaves. Carts carrying slaves were transported into the city and then transferred out at high prices, leaving behind a large sum of money. Therefore, the losses that Xiao Han caused to the Gubang family were negligible, just a drop in the ocean.
Therefore, Khrushchev did not care about Xiao Han's behavior. What he was currently concerned about was a newly emerging force that was related to Xiao Han.
Minnie, the third young lady of the Tulip family, has a purpose that is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Even when no one paid any attention to Xiao Han at the beginning, she had already laid out a plan to gradually pull Xiao Han into her camp, so that they would have to be more wary of him in the future.
"Ding, mission complete."
As soon as Xiao Han stepped out of the hotel, he saw his men waiting at the door. Facing their respectful, ardent, and expectant gazes, he waved his hand, and the Third Urban Management Brigade began its operation.
So, the group would set off in a grand procession, and if they found any swindlers or con artists on the streets, they would take a running start and deliver a flying kick, kicking them into a trash can to complete the task.
This resulted in a peaceful and prosperous commercial area with frequent transactions in the eight streets under its jurisdiction. However, what they had in common was that the vendors were trembling and handled their weighing tools with extreme care, fearing that they would be kicked away by a group of urban management officers who were watching them closely and looking on expectantly. All the goods they sold had to be forcibly handed over to the next level.
"Ding, reward has been issued. You have obtained [Hamster Suit] x1."
...
"Squeak!"
At the sewer entrance, surrounded by a group of gray squirrels, a gray squirrel with white fur on its forehead stands on a platform made of wooden planks, waving a flyer in its hand and conveying joy to the gray squirrels below.
There were four bags beside him, one sealed, and three filled with bronze eagles. Even in the daytime, the shimmering light was almost blinding to the gray rats.
The gray rat who gathered his companions and gave a speech on stage was none other than White Fang. After Xiao Han and Heluf signed the contract, and under the oath of the God of Justice, who holds the power of order in the Norse gods, the transfer of rights was completed, and he officially possessed the legal rights of the gray rat clan.
At the registration office, along with White Fang, the entire clan of 155 gray rats was placed under Xiao Han's management. As their master, Xiao Han had the right to decide the fate of each gray rat.
However, the value of the gray rats was unexpectedly low, and Xiao Han even felt that he had lost out.
Gray rats are not very useful in practice. They are not as strong as bear people, nor as agile as cat people. Due to years of labor in damp and dirty environments, they carry all kinds of germs. More than 30 gray rats die every year. Those that survive are among the most resistant.
After all, sick gray rats can't afford medicine, so they are essentially eliminated naturally.
Seeing his companions with dull eyes and emaciated bodies, White Fang was very fortunate to have seized the opportunity and, with a bit of luck, become one of the little fox's men.
Step out of the darkness and embrace the light...
Now, the dark clouds have dispersed, and the bright rays of dawn shine upon this group of gray rats who have suffered so much from darkness...
What he held in his hand was a slave document that Xiao Han had copied using the registry magic. The document contained the official transfer of Gray Rat's rights to Xiao Han by Hruf, the butler of the Gubang family.
"His Highness the Little Fox is kind-hearted and trusting of everyone. Here is the treatment His Highness the Little Fox has given."
"Weekly salary of 7 Bronze Eagles, weekends off, medical allowance of 50 Bronze Eagles."
"We provide accommodation, meals, and free soap, and more importantly..."
White Fang's smile deepened as he said this: "You are no longer slaves."
"Tear!"
The sealed bag was opened, and inside were slave contracts torn to shreds.
Upon seeing this, the gray rats froze for a moment, a glimmer of light appearing in their dim eyes, their faces showing astonishment, as if they couldn't believe it was real.
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