Chapter 990: Nothing left

Looking at Mideas who didn't look back, a group of businessmen and rich men looked at each other, and finally a somewhat annoyed rich man broke the silence: "I'll just say it! With this group of soldiers, I don't understand these things!"

"You didn't say that before. You said that you have friendship with General Michael, but he didn't dare to put a fart?" Another businessman next to him mocked.

"General Michael is just a major general, how could it be possible to influence the Marshal's order?" Mentioning this general Michael, this group of people was also out of anger.

Before this General Michael contacted them and took advantage of them, saying that he could help them get ahead and influence the military's attitude towards demons.

As a result, after taking the money, this guy was transferred back to the Magic Continent. I heard that it was directly transferred to the 9th Army Group's station, a barren land a bit more western than the Gricken District...

That's a place that is difficult to check, and this distance is also speechless. It's hard to say whether this incident was a coincidence or intentional.

Some people think that the military found out the crime of corruption by General Michael and sent him to a remote area to be punished.

There are also some people who think it was General Michael who scammed the money and then ran away.

Of course, there are still some people who speculate that the military may have deliberately arranged for such a person to blackmail them a huge sum of money, and then deliberately transferred General Michael away.

In short, no matter what the reason, it is a fact that this General Michael took the money but failed to fulfill his promise-this made the merchants and rich people present very hurt and even more angry!

"This Wagron is too ignorant of current affairs! I have to donate to the military every year!" The businessman who first proposed to find this Wagron complained.

"Why don't you say it in person?" The little nobleman who also took the money was ridiculed.

"You..." The ridiculed person couldn't hold his face anymore, and wanted to step up to the battle of words, the rich man who ridiculed him was not to be outdone, and raised his fat fist.

"Okay! That's enough!" The headed fat man with a jewellery ring snorted, and then said: "I'm worried, the last words of General Medias... If anyone doubts what we have with the demons Improper dealings, we will really not be able to explain it clearly when the time comes..."

"Isn't it... A big hat is buckled down, saying that we are collaborating with the enemy and treason, and we will all be lightly hanged by the time..."

When it comes to this matter, everyone is a little secretive. Most of them know it well, they are just greedy for money and want to squeeze more profits.

It is absolutely daring not to be harassed with the devil, and it is completely unnecessary. They are the strong side now, how can they be deceived by the other party in a few words?

However, I can guarantee that I will not bleak with the devil, and can I guarantee that everyone else present is not stupid?

In case there really is a brain damage, there is really such a mess with the devil that it is not clear to say... When they are innocent people who are in a group for warmth, they can't explain it all with their mouths!

Therefore, the look in each other's eyes has changed a little now, and it has become more alert and distrustful.

"First of all, when I got home, I took care of the stupid heads in my family, as well as those sons and nephews who only know how to eat, drink, and make trouble! Don't cause me anything!" The fat man shook his wrist. On the gold watch, he opened his mouth and ordered.

"Yes, yes... yes yes yes..." a group of people quickly agreed.

"Second! I will let my boss put some pressure on the top of the Ministry of Commerce. In short, we will make things bigger. No matter how tyrannical the military is, we can't cover the sky with just one hand. What if the Emperor is on our side? ?" The fat man continued.

"That's right! We all listen to your arrangements!" a group of people continued to agree.

"Third! Find a way to use the power of each family, it is best to transfer this Wagron back to Ailan Siris! With him here, it is estimated that the tough attitude towards the devil cannot be changed! It is better to be gentle! Send it to the stage...Even if you all contribute money together and bring out a new marshal!"

"Yes! You still think well! You think of a way, we all support it!" A group of people nodded in agreement.

"Then our previous cooperation, I want to account for 40%! How about?" The fat man was triumphant, feeling that the whole world was in his grasp.

"Hahahaha! You can really laugh." Several people said to him.

"Oh... the sky is pretty good today." There are a few more face up to the sky.

"Brother, I heard that your family keeps two red thread fish?" Half of the remaining people talked about their pets.

The other half started talking about Wenwan, which has recently emerged: "Hey! These two walnuts look good in my brother's hands."

"..." The fat man headed felt very tired, and the whole world that was in his hands just now, suddenly there is nothing left...

...

In the Magic Continent, the capital of the Ailan Hill Empire in Seris City, a senior official of the commercial department, holding a pile of documents, hurriedly walked up the steps of the mirror-like marble with a solemn expression.

This place is not something that ordinary people can come to. You can see the state of the guards at the door that this place is definitely the most powerful department of the Ailan Hill Empire.

Yes, this is the cabinet of the Aranhill Empire. In addition to the palace, it is the highest administrative department of the Aranhill Empire and the office of the Prime Minister of the Empire.

Looking up at the plaque at the door, the official of the Ministry of Commerce swallowed a spit, as if he was emboldened and adjusted his mentality before he raised his leg and walked in.

Passed through the magnificent hall, walked up the stairs made of white marble, and came to the most luxurious office on the second floor.

One side of the long corridor was filled with various artworks, which were donated by the Longtaite family to the empire and were allowed to be permanently placed in this hall.

"Hello." A female secretary holding a file said hello politely as she passed by, with a sweet smile on her face.

Everyone who can work here is an elite of the empire, and everyone is facing every colleague with the best appearance.

Because in such an excellent environment, a little mistake will affect your own future. Everyone is very cautious and is not willing to waste hard-won opportunities easily.

If you can work here for three years, you will have a great opportunity to rise to the top. Either delegated to the local government to lead a party, or become the reserve secretary of a high-ranking official-this is a life-long promotion.

"..." Nodded unnaturally, as if to deal with the other party. This commercial official with a stack of documents gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to walk towards the nervous office.

Although it is already January, the temperature outside is still below zero, but it is still warm like spring here, and it still makes people sweat constantly on their foreheads...

This is the office of the Prime Minister of the Ailan Hill Empire, and this is the office of the minister most trusted by His Majesty the Emperor.

When he walked to the huge gate with the relief of Falling Dragon City anti-aircraft gun slaying the dragon, two guards knocked on the gate for him. After getting permission, two guards, one from the left and the other, helped him open the door.

Dessell sat behind the exaggerated desk, which was bigger than the average bed, took off his myopic glasses, squinted his eyes, and his white face was full of youthful breath.

He is only less than 30 years old, and he is still in a magnificent age. As an imperial prime minister, he is still too young, and even as a rich man, his age makes him seem a little immature.

However, no one dared to look down upon this young man. His blond hair and handsome face cannot be ignored, the fact that he is already the prime minister of the world's most powerful empire.

The graves of those who disrespect him are all three feet high, and those relatives of the Longtaite family who underestimated him, their ashes have been lifted into the wind...

He took off his glasses, looked at the person, and nodded slightly and said, "My time is precious, and I only give you 5 minutes of reporting time... If you have anything important, tell me as soon as possible."

This is already a very polite way of saying that he can meet each other personally, which is already an approachable performance.

"My lord! This is a petition jointly submitted by the chairman of the Southern Group, as well as the chairman of the Volavo Local Enterprise Federation and others..." The official hurriedly bowed his head and reported: "They hope to meet your Majesty. Tell your Majesty their views on the recent events in the Demon World."

"Makai? Are you talking about the Mark incident? I heard about this. I didn't think Marshal Wagron did anything wrong."

"My lord... the speed of the demon world's development has been reduced by 35 percent compared to the previous estimate... this situation is caused by not accepting the surrender of the devil..." He glanced at Desaier from the sidelines and found the opponent It didn't stop him from saying these things, so he continued to speak: "The decrease in the number of devil's labor has directly led to the reduction in the speed of economic development..."

"In the last meeting, I have spoken very clearly with Cruz, who is in charge of the economy. In order to sanction the evil, it is his Majesty's permission to appropriately relax the requirements for the speed of economic development." Desaier said disapprovingly.

In fact, whether he or many great nobles have followed Chris, they have moved their industry to a more advanced direction.

For example, the Longtaite family, their main business, or their main source of income, has moved to new energy, automobile, ship, rocket manufacturing, and electronic communications.

In the development of the universe, the Longtaite family represented by Desaier, as well as some other great nobles, have set their sights on the future and on the development of new planets.