Chapter 5 President of the Chamber of Commerce
The three words were pronounced clearly, and almost everyone with a little hearing could hear them, and they all cast strange looks at Luke.
If the customer didn't look young and his tone wasn't so serious, the salesperson would have almost thought he was causing trouble on purpose.
“Storybooks are basically not selling,” she said quietly.
This is completely different from what I imagined.
Are you mocking me? Get me out!
You are so sarcastic. How can I have the nerve to bring a storybook to the Treasure Pavilion?
How can I attract the attention of the real boss and then notice that I am different if I don’t make some noise?
Luke was so angry that he couldn't help but turn his face away and cough softly.
A blush appeared on his face.
"Sorry, I got hurt a little last night."
Fighting is strictly prohibited in the City of Stone, and the incident happened last night. The shopping guide couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the only person injured last night was..."
This morning, the city has announced the details of the casualties and the amount of compensation. The purpose is to show that the Hurricane Dragon did greet the city lord in advance and did not cause large-scale casualties.
"Yes, it's me." As he said this, he couldn't help but cough twice.
The originally contemptuous looks from the side gradually shifted away, and some muffled laughter could be heard faintly.
Someone said, "Where does this unlucky guy come from?"
And then... nothing happened.
Luke thought sadly, why don’t you laugh at me out loud?
Others now even looked at him with some sympathy.
Luke could only remain calm and continue: "Will you accept it? My book is amazing."
The shopping guide adheres to professional ethics: "You have to check the goods first."
“Not yet.”
“…”
Luke started to take the third path, using some new words.
"I'll ask about the inspection standards in advance, such as the net profit required for signing a bet agreement, or other measurement standards."
Bet agreement.
The salesperson was intimidated by the word.
With many years of experience in the business, I feel that this is a good business practice, but I can’t put my finger on the deeper meaning.
As for the inspection standards, she could not give an answer. Apart from some rare magic books, Qizhen Pavilion had never purchased other types of books.
"Hey, kid over there, are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"
The dwarf, who had run into a wall with the staff, said unhappily.
Luke suddenly raised his eyes and looked over there with the eyes of his reborn parents.
It has to be your race!
Having dealt with them once before, Luke knew very well how to anger the dwarves. He pretended to be disdainful of explanation and raised his head forty-five degrees.
He was just short of saying that you are trash and don't deserve to talk to me.
The dwarf was instantly enraged, and if it weren't for the rules of the city, he would have come over and attacked.
Seeing that he would not see the president of the Chamber of Commerce if he continued to wait, the dwarf turned and left. As he passed by, he deliberately bumped Lujia with his shoulder.
"Hiss." Lujia stumbled due to the collision and the shopping guide quickly supported him.
During the process, Luke pretended to be careless and let the bracelet on his hand show.
"Thank you." Luke didn't even bother to stand still and quickly pulled down his sleeves.
The commotion below naturally caught the attention of the people in the top box.
The owner of Qizhen Pavilion, who is also the young master of the Rhine family, is named Karen.
At first he didn't pay much attention to the little dispute, until his eyes swept over the inscription on the bracelet and paused slightly.
Karen looked at the boy more carefully. Only the lower class poor would touch cotton and linen fabrics. There was some blood on the edge of the longbow behind the boy, but the remaining scent of the blood seemed to be from another race. Unfortunately, the distance is quite far, and if you want to feel it further, you have to hold the bow and observe it yourself.
Wearing ordinary clothes, but carrying items with extraordinary inscriptions.
Since he had nothing to do anyway, he thought for a moment and said to the guard, "Send that kid up."
Luke and the dwarf downstairs were still hurling harsh words at each other.
Luke: "If you like bumping into people so much, I'm going to break your shoulders sooner or later."
The dwarf looked at Luka fiercely and said, "If you have the guts, leave the city and settle the score."
"That's boring," Luke said with a smile, "It's not like I haven't killed people of your race before."
He took out an arrow from the quiver on his back and threw it over: "Smell it, is it the disgusting smell of your people's blood?"
At first no one took his words seriously, but the next second the dwarf became furious. He did feel the breath of his fellow tribesmen from above.
"You're looking for death!"
Before the magic elements around him became violent, the shopping guide coldly reminded: "No trouble is allowed in the Treasure Pavilion."
The salesperson's eyes fell on Luke, and everyone around him couldn't help but wonder why such a weak boy would carry an arrow stained with dwarf blood.
The heavy sound of someone coming down the stairs interrupted everyone's suspicion.
Suddenly, a man came down from the top of the floor. He had strong muscles and bright eyes. He was a swordsman with great strength.
Ignoring the other customers, he walked straight up to Luka and said, "The president wants to see you."
"See him?" The dwarf shouted subconsciously: "How is it possible!"
He asked more questions but swallowed them back with difficulty after the swordsman gave him a warning look.
The visitors who were waiting in line on the stairs with valuable gifts all had gloomy faces.
Are you kidding?
They waited for so long and the president wanted to meet an unknown kid.
Luke and the swordsman went upstairs and looked back at the dwarf: little loser.
The word "small" is like dancing in a minefield for dwarves.
Due to the rules of the cabinet, he couldn't rush up and take action, and for a moment he was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
The swordsman deliberately slowed down his pace. Judging from the dispute with the dwarf just now, it was obvious that this young man had a very arrogant personality.
But at this moment, he did not see any excitement on Luke's face about being summoned by the president.
The top-floor private room was luxuriously decorated, and magic beans were bubbling.
This legendary Chamber of Commerce president was still very young, wearing a huge ruby ring on his overly slender hands.
The clothes were of complicated and retro style, and even the buttons were sewn with gold thread. Luke could hardly take his eyes away.
The swordsman is his bodyguard, not only that, there is also a high-level wizard hiding in the dark.
"Please take a seat." The man had a pair of emerald green eyes and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Karen."
"Luke."
After going up several floors, Luke started coughing again as soon as he spoke. Karen clapped her hands and the waiter came in to pour Luke a glass of water.
This was not a formal business discussion, so Karen didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, asking, "There are so many visitors outside, do you know why I want to see you alone?"
Luke thought without hesitation: "To give the young people a chance."
“…”
Karen was speechless for a second, then said, "I heard you wanted to publish a book."
He did not ask about the content of the book, but reminded: "If you want Rhine Commercial Bank to sell the book you mentioned, the profit must be at least more than 10,000 gold coins a year."
This amount of profit is insignificant to the company, but excluding magic books, the sales of miscellaneous books in the entire continent rarely reach three to five thousand gold coins a year.
"Of course," Karen said, not saying anything final, "unless the book itself has something special."
Luke thought for a moment and said, "Three days. I will provide a trial copy in three days. You can decide whether it is valuable or not after you read it."
Karen was also very straightforward and agreed with a wave of his hand.
As Luke was about to stand up, he said in embarrassment, "Writing requires a quiet space. I left home in a hurry and didn't bring enough money."
Karen smiled and said, "That's easy."
He glanced at the swordsman and said, "Dena, take him to the guild hall and arrange a room for him."
The swordsman asked Luke to follow.
"Thank you very much."
The meeting was very brief.
Not long after Lujia left the box, a figure condensed in the shadows. Karen gently rubbed the gem on the ring with his fingertips: "Did you see anything?"
"This young man has at least four devices that bind magic power on him, and the inscriptions used are very ancient. I sensed it a little bit, and even I can't do this kind of enchantment."
"Even you can't do it?" Karen was finally a little surprised, and felt that the young man suddenly became mysterious.
The guild hall was built in a secluded place, and Luke got a special villa, which greatly improved his overall quality of life.
An elderly female supervisor named Maya received him: "If you need anything, please let me know."
After Luke nodded, Maya retreated.
"Sly boy."
The quill completely saw through Luke's little trick. He was pretending that his magic power was very strong, so strong that he even needed a magic device to balance it.
"This mercenary businessman has no vision. He was actually deceived by you."
"You are wrongly accusing him." Lujia said slowly: "Don't forget that there is a big premise. I don't have any guards with me. If I really have this level of strength, how can I come to the City of Stone?"
Any road leading into the city is extremely dangerous.
Furthermore, he believed that the enchanting ability of the quill was second to none and could also have a deterrent effect.
"Aren't you afraid that the other party will find someone to test you?"
Luke: "Don't forget the rules of the Stone City."
Karen is a businessman and won't offend anyone easily unless he is sure. As for whether what he wrote in a few days would impress the other party, Lujia had no idea.
Anyway, either you live a life of passion or die a well-fed ghost who knows how to enjoy life before you die.
Now that you have a clubhouse to stay in, why not seize the time and enjoy it.
After finishing the telepathic communication with the feather pen, Luka touched the cheap pendant inside his clothes.
Suddenly, he sneered and said to himself, "Old man, if it weren't for the three rules, would I have been overturned by a giant dragon storm?"
Karen won't attack someone directly, but he might send someone to follow them secretly. He has to put on a full show.
In the shadows of the corners, the spy sent here wrote the first report of the day:
Report to the president, his background must be very impressive.
The quill almost reverted to its original form because of this drama.仴ɡё
One sentence was not enough, Lujia stood up and said another sentence: "Just watch, old man, starting from writing novels, I will become a reformer of this era step by step."
The secret observer wrote the second sentence:
Report to the boss, he must be a big shot.
Not only can he blow, he can also pretend. After breathing in the cold wind, Lujia coughed every few steps as he walked back to the house.
The interior layout of the house is similar to that of medieval Europe, with candlesticks and bright lamps, but their use requires activating the electric element inscriptions on them.
Luke also saw the same small pot that the Chamber of Commerce president used to cook magic beans.
As he was admiring the large flat where he would live for the next few days, the quill reminded him that he was overdoing it.
"I know."
Secondary school, arrogant, and eager to prove himself. Only a person with such character flaws can make people let down their guard.
Luke searched around and found magic beans. They smelled a bit like hazelnut coffee and were slightly bitter.
He collected some water and began to boil it, coaxing the quill into helping with the heating with a few kind words.
“I’m not kidding about career.”
"It is definitely not possible to directly gain the faith of the dragons. We must first gain their favor, and then use the power of the dragons to do greater things, bring some changes to this era, and finally gain a group of solid followers."
Every word he said was extremely difficult to put into practice, but he made it sound as easy as boiling magic beans.
Finally, Luke held his head high and said: "Anyone can be great if they have a dream."
On the pale cheeks, the curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
Obviously he is holding on.
However, there is some truth in the saying that young men who are engaged in careers are always the most handsome. Luka's confidence is not annoying.
He is not speaking nonsense.
Earlier on the road, Luke carefully observed the Stone City and found that the power of this era can do a lot, but it also has many limitations.
For example, if you want to transport construction materials from the streets to higher places, you basically need the help of a magician. In fact, a simple elevator can be used as a substitute. It’s just that everyone has become accustomed to following the old ways and doesn’t consider innovation at all.
They put their only creativity into weapon development, from the most basic energy model to tens of thousands of structures that have evolved to further weapon enchantments...
All things are difficult at the beginning.
Lujia pondered: "If you want to gain the friendship of the dragons, you must send them what they need most."
Quill regained his usual sarcasm: "It's hard for the dragon race to have children. Are you going to deliver a child?"
Unexpectedly, Luke clapped his hands on the spot and said, "What a good idea."
Quill was surprised: "Can a demon man be pregnant with babies of different races?"
There are actually some little-known facts that it doesn’t know.
The feather pen immediately and silently moved three inches away from Luke.
“…”
Noticing its little movements, Luke held back from cursing and said through gritted teeth, "I can't have children, but Miaobi can."
What's the meaning?
It took the quill a moment to react.
Lujia smiled slightly: "It's better to do it now than to wait for a day. Let's start now."
The author has something to say:
Luke: Let me create a bright future with my own hands.
The key point: do it yourself.
…
The New Year is coming soon, I have to finish the manuscript for visiting relatives during the New Year.
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