In Ernst's office, Luo Minghai sat opposite him with a serious face.
Ernst was a little confused when he heard Luo Minghai's request.
The sorting work of [The Road of Grace] is a very lucrative project.
How did Luo Minghai think that he would give him this lucrative job?
After so many years, is it possible that Luo Minghai still cannot see his marginal position in District G?
"Yes."
Luo Minghai ignored Ernst's surprised reaction and said seriously, "Commander, I believe that my family will do better than the [Mudworm]!"
Ernst was silent for a while.
Finally, he realized something.
"Do you want to use the family's soldiers as sorters?"
"Yes."
Luo Minghai nodded: "We have many more people than the [Mudworms]! And my soldiers are more able to endure hardships and work harder!"
Ernst did not deny this.
Well-trained soldiers are definitely better than a group of confused gamblers.
But the problem is...
"I promised the Mudworms that I would leave the sorting work to them."
"Commander Ernst."
Luo Minghai was determined to win: "Verbal promises are far less real than actual benefits!"
When he said this, Luo Minghai actually felt very uncomfortable.
Back then, when District G was trying to persuade him to defect, they also made him a lot of verbal promises.
But these promises...
How much has been fulfilled?
So, don't pretend to be a person who always does what he says.
I felt sick watching it.
The kind of nausea that makes you want to vomit.
"Actual benefits?"
Ernst understood the point.
“Yes, actual benefits!”
Luo Minghai nodded vigorously. "If we were to replace the [Mudworms], I can guarantee that our monthly supply output would be 20% higher than it is now! Furthermore, our soldiers would be self-sufficient in the future and wouldn't need additional support from the region!"
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