Chapter 1122 44. No one can stop Annan from making money
Annan always thought that he was very rich. He was the master of the floating city, a wealthy nobleman, and a well-known businessman with more than a hundred commercial streets.
But what does it mean compared to the people of Wilhelm?
“One hundred golems are worth 25,000 gold coins. The goods were not inspected, and a deposit of 10,000 gold coins was thrown to me without even blinking... and the wheelchair was just assembled from a few pieces. They were actually willing to spend 500 gold coins to buy all the broken wood... They are really rich..."
Annan was very envious and wished he could become a robber and take out all the money in their pockets... But there is no robbery. Does he make money quickly?
"That's a good thing," Skeleton King said.
"Yes, it's a good thing..."
But all the items were bought by a few people, and it didn't have a sales effect... He still had to get more goods.
It would be a waste of time to spend another month transporting goods by land and sea. Casting spells was not prohibited in the Green City, so Annan simply opened the portal and asked Ingrid, the general manager of Liberty City, to prepare another set of goods.
The bra, glasses, wheelchair, and fast cloth can all be squeezed into the tree house, but the two golems definitely can’t... Even if they are stuffed in, they can’t hold it.
The tree house is just a big tree more than ten meters high.
On the other side, Samael Nightsong noticed the strange movement on Annan's side and led the elf guards into the embassy area. As soon as they approached the tree house where Annan was, a burst of heated noise could be heard.
"Put it this way - don't be gentle, it is a golem made of steel. If it falls on it, it will kill you!"
Annan stood in the crowd and commanded. , a group of humans appeared out of nowhere, and golems covered with fast cloth were placed around the tree house.
“What are you doing?”
Annan turned around and greeted the night elf elder.
"What are you doing." Samael Yege asked again.
"Prepare... gifts for alliance." Annan changed his words in time, changed the goods into gifts, and blocked his mouth: "Can't combine wisdom and beauty, with a rich history of 40,000 years, Didn’t the elf sitting on the World Tree prepare a gift?”
The night elf elders suddenly had no reason to blame Annan’s behavior.
“We still need to negotiate to form an alliance, and the royal court does not need your gifts.”
"Don't you need it?" Annan pretended to be distressed: "Then I finally prepared so many things... Now, how about I sell them to other envoys?"
"You still want to do business here?" Samael Yege's face darkened, almost as dark as a dark elf.
"That's what I really think. Our Elf King Family has a great cause and can flourish for another 40,000 years, but the Free City cannot. I still have a family to support, so I have to support myself, and no one can be idle."< br>
“Please respect the traditions of elves.”
“What tradition? Humans are not allowed to stay in the embassy or are not allowed to do business? But I saw a lot of elven shops in the Green City yesterday... ..." Annan spat out a series of retorts
Samael Yege was speechless.
Although elves have a long lifespan, they cannot compare with more talented humans in some things...such as being shameless, shameless, and telling lies.
The noisy humans walking back and forth made Samael Night Song a little irritated. The night elf elder said coldly: "I want them all."
Annan said in surprise: " Are you sure? The total of these goods is almost 30,000 gold..."
"Kael'thas, go get the money." Samael Nightsong proved it with his actions.
Annan immediately discovered that the old face of the night elf elder was more handsome than most elves.
“Don’t be stunned, quickly prepare what the elf elders want, and bring in a batch of samples.”
Samael Yege’s face froze as he relaxed: "What does 'bring in another batch' mean?"
"Isn't it reasonable to restock things when they are sold out?" Annan looked innocent.
Samael Yege stared at Annan silently, and Annan looked at him calmly.
Abandoning a forest for a tree... is obviously not cost-effective! "You have gone too far."
"I just want to do business. As a future ally of the Elven Court, I should have some privileges, right?"
" No.”
“You mean... Wang Ting is not prepared to form an alliance with me?”
Samael Yege couldn't answer, so he could only propose one step: "That's not what I meant..."
"Then why are you stopping me?" Annan spread his hands.
"...How many goods are there?"
The night elf elder did not want to waste any more time, and his tone was more arrogant than the people of Wilhelm - after all, the elves have accumulated wealth for 40,000 years. .
Annan's eyes bloomed with a brilliance that seemed to have substance.
It turns out that the Elf Royal Court is the biggest treasure house!
“We currently have 300 golems in stock. The current assembly speed of the Liberty City factory is 20 golems per day, and each one costs 250 gold coins. The Elf Celebration lasts for one month, which is 600 units. Added together, it is... two One hundred and twenty thousand gold coins.”
“Two hundred thousand gold coins?” Samael Yege thought, still within his own acceptance range.
“I haven’t finished yet, there are bras, fast pants, wheelchairs...Without the change, if you give me 600,000 gold coins, I can buy out everything in Liberty City this month except the magic stone. Products! ”
Although the unit price of bras and glasses is low, the cost is also low, and they can be produced in large quantities.
Annan still had some conscience and did not include the magic stone in it - otherwise the 10-gold-coin magic stone would burn a magic image and sell for 100 gold coins, so you could have as many as you wanted.
Samael Yege was silent for a long time, looking for excuses to stay away from the greedy Annan.
"Then do you still want these things? Do you want them?"
"No..."
Samael Yege fled and "quickly" in Annan Move, move quickly." Leaving the tree house with constant voices.
In this round of confrontation, Annan won completely.
The elf captain Kael'thas came back with the money, a little unwilling: "It's only three hundred thousand gold coins, look at him making the green city a mess..."
"Even if he takes out three Even if I give him one hundred thousand gold, he won't be honest..." Samael Yege saw clearly, "Anan can do whatever he wants, I'm not here for him."
< br>The tree house was lively for a while before it returned to quiet. The price was that three hundred golems were placed around the tree house, guarding Annan like guards.
Samael Yege turned around, out of sight.
After more than ten minutes, the night elf elder waited for the person he was looking for.
Iri Lanze was walking from a distance with a basket full of First Heart Fruits on his shoulders, humming a cheerful tune, and his face was filled with happiness.
"Irilanze."
"Elder." Yililanze stopped and saluted the unfamiliar night elf elder.
"I am Samael Nightsong. Elder Aurora told me, are you proficient in master-level transformation, right?"
"That's right, what's the matter?" Irilanze looked at the night elves curiously.
Samael Yege said solemnly: "Irilanze, I issue a special call to you as the captain of the 'Dark Night'."
(End of this chapter)
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