Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 287 The Great Development of Greece

Is this the Wan San Building?
The buildings we saw earlier were already quite impressive.

But compared to the magnificent 99-story building in front of us, it's still a small fry.

I saw the Holy Lord of Thunder Sound get off the flying chariot.

Huang Xiaojun, standing in front of the 1330 Xiamen Hotel, immediately signaled the greeters to get moving.

"put!"

‘Shua~’

A red carpet stretched directly from the front of the Wan Sanda Xiamen to the passenger side door.

"This is?"

The unfamiliar ceremony before him puzzled the Holy Lord of Thunder Sound.

"This is a welcoming ceremony, letting you walk on the red carpet, which means that your Western religion must hold considerable strategic significance in the eyes of the Wan San Group's top management."

"Oh"

Lei Yin Shengzhu nodded thoughtfully, then stepped onto the red carpet.

You won't tell?
Don't tell me!
It feels different.

Seeing the Thunderclap Saint Lord walk onto the red carpet, Huang Xiaojun gave another order:

"put!"

'Bang bang bang! '

A beautiful burst of fireworks exploded, and colorful ribbons fell from the sky, many of them landing on the Thunder Lord and the Forget-Worry Zen Master.

However, they did not express any rejection.

On the contrary, judging from their expressions, they seem to enjoy it quite a bit.

"Come!"

With a 'whoosh', it happened.

Many reporters suddenly appeared out of nowhere, carrying professional cameras used for filming.

They started snapping photos of the two walking the red carpet.

"Jump!"

Another group of people gathered around, jumping and cheering with their hands raised high:

"Holy Lord, it's the Holy Lord!"

hiss.
Huh?

For some reason, the Thunder Sound Saint Lord didn't feel so bad about owing 3 billion anymore.

This feeling
At the same time, several giant banners were lowered from the top floor of the Wansan Building:
We warmly welcome Lord Leiyin to our company for guidance and inspection.

Yo!
When the Thunder Sound Saint Lord saw this line of text, he was so happy he almost snorted.

did you see it?
did you see it!
The Wan San Group, which you all hold in high esteem, now welcomes me to come and provide guidance and inspection!

This is no longer about placing oneself on the same level as the Wan San Group to welcome them.

This guy is acting like he's in charge!
"hehe."

Jiang Chen, who was in the conference room on the top floor, chuckled twice as he watched Lei Yin Shengzhu go from being timid and hesitant when he got out of the car to being full of vigor and confidence.

There were other people in the meeting room.

They were all the real power holders in the Wan San Group.

Li Wanyun, Ji Ruoyao, Fu Yuechan, Huang Wansan, Zhen Youqian, Xu Yingying
Seeing the arrogant Thunderclap Saint Lord through the window as well, Huang Wansan couldn't help but frown:
"President, what if he gets arrogant if you receive him like this?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuechan snorted coldly:
"He's someone important when you give him face, but a complete scoundrel when you don't?"

"Yuechan!"

Li Wanyun coldly reprimanded:
"How have I always taught you? You're becoming more and more unrestrained with your words!"

"Eh~"

Holding the red panda, Ji Ruoyao thought Fu Yuechan's words made sense:

"Wanjun, Yuechan's words may be rough, but they make a good point."

Young Master Long Xiang curled his lip:
"I don't care. I can give him face. He just needs to hand over the benefits later. Lezhi must be stationed in the west!"

"That's right, a wise man knows when to yield. I hope this bald guy can be sensible."

Throughout the conversation, Yu Qingfeng's gaze remained fixed on Ji Ruoyao's chest, and he finally couldn't help but ask:
"Lord Ji, I haven't had a chance to ask where this little beast you're holding came from? I've noticed you've been carrying it every time you appear lately."

This statement came out.

Many female students at the scene pricked up their ears, as they had been eyeing this panda cub for a long time.

You mean tangyuan (sweet rice balls)?

Ji Ruoyao gave the little panda a big kiss on the head:
"Hehe, Jiang Chen gave it to me, but there's only one in the entire Spirit Qi Continent right now. A certain Holy Lord has been wanting it for a long time but hasn't been able to get one yet."

Feeling that she had been singled out, Li Wanyun frowned:
"What do you mean?"

"I didn't say anything about you, why are you so anxious?"

You're targeting me!

"I'm getting anxious!"

"You, Yuechan, you were secretly laughing while I was being sarcastic?!"

"No?"

"You don't have any? Then help me curse her out!"

"OK OK."

Jiang Chen interrupted the two old men:

"Regarding pandas, or pet animals, the group is already developing them, but we have encountered some technical obstacles, and we are trying to overcome them as soon as possible."

And that's when.

Led by Huang Xiaojun, Lei Yin Shengzhu pushed open the door to the conference room.

The Thunder Sound Saint Master was stunned at first glance; it wasn't what he had imagined.

I thought that since I had come to see the president in such a hurry, not many people would know.

Why are there so many people here?

Even the Holy Lords like Ji Ruoyao were there?

Looking at the seats in the conference room, there's a clear hierarchy, and it seems there's a subtle trend towards Jiang Chen being the most respected.
He also saw the seat with his name on it.

The location wasn't very close to the front.
He's only on par with that Young Master Long Xiang, and can't compare to the three Holy Masters like Ji Ruoyao at all.

This made the Thunder Sound Saint Lord somewhat dissatisfied.

"Come, sit down."

Jiang Chen seemed oblivious to the expression on Lei Yin Saint Lord's face and gestured for him to sit down.

"Lord Leiyin has come from afar. I heard from Wangyou that you want to discuss cooperation with our Wan San Group? Do you hope that we will establish some of our industries in the West?"

These seemingly ordinary words struck the Thunderclap Saint Lord like a thunderclap from a clear sky. How did the CEO know everything?
"you!"

Lei Yin Saint Master's expression changed drastically, and then he turned to look at Zen Master Wangyou with disbelief.

"you"

Wangyou smiled calmly, then stood behind Jiang Chen. "Yes, Holy Lord, from the day you contacted me, I reported all the information to the President."

Pan Tu!

Do not?
Guangji Temple was originally a sect of the Heavenly Demon Domain, so it can't be called a disciple; at most, it's just that I was blind to its value.

The Holy Lord of Thunder Sound turned purple.

So that means the CEO already knows all about my drinking, gambling, whoring, and smoking?
He originally intended to put on airs and carefully plan for his own benefit.

But now I've not only been dealt a terrible hand, but I've also revealed it to everyone. How am I supposed to play?
Seeing that the Thunder Sound Saint Lord's expression was extremely grim, Huang Wansan spoke up to break the deadlock:

“Actually, Holy Lord, you don’t need to be anxious. Even if Wangyou doesn’t say it, everyone can see the purpose of your visit.”

"How to say?"

"The CEO has said many times that in the rolling tide of the times, if we remain stagnant and refuse to change, then we will only face certain death!"

After a pause, Huang Wansan squinted at the Thunder Sound Saint Master:

"I think the Holy Lord must understand this very well, right?"

"I"

The Thunder Sound Saint Lord, who had originally intended to be forceful, held back for a long time, and in the end, all his words turned into a sigh.

He saw the present era as having extremely serious hidden dangers.

But it has to be said.

If one does not embrace this era, there is indeed only one path left for oneself: death.

"Okay, you win, but what I want to say is, don't treat the West like a pushover. If we can't reach an agreement, we can just part ways."

"That's natural."

Jiang Chen nodded, and at the same time looked at the Thunder Sound Saint Lord:

"In that case, Your Majesty, why don't you state your request, and we can discuss it together and try our best to meet your needs? How about that?"

My demands?

The Holy Lord of Thunder Sound sat upright, pondered for a long time, and then said in a deep voice:

"I need you to replicate all of your industries, with Paradise Land at the very top, one-to-one in my western region!"

"That's fine."

Many people in the Wan San Group were secretly delighted.

Even if the Thunder Sound Saint Lord hadn't said it, they would still have gone to build the industrial park for spirit stones.

"Of course I know there's no problem, but I haven't finished speaking yet! We Westerners want to take half the profits from these industries!"

Jiang Chen hadn't even had a chance to speak.

Young Master Long Xiang and Fu Yuechan, both with fiery tempers, slammed their fists on the table and stood up.
"Is your brain blocked by a dung beetle's dung ball?"

"Take 50%? That's a big mouth of a toad yawning! Do you think the west is full of magical mines? Not even a blade of grass can grow in that crumbling sand dune, and even a speeding car would slip and slide!"

Wang Jin twirled his jade thumb ring and sneered incessantly:

"Holy Lord, you've got a pretty good plan. You haven't even settled your messy debts from mortgaging your sect to borrow money from high-interest lenders, and you're already eyeing those heaven-defying percentages? Believe me or not, I'll open a Grand Lisboa in Leiyin Palace and make those bald monks gamble away every last penny from their donation boxes!"

Faced with the insults from the crowd, the Thunder Sound Saint Lord remained unmoved.

“I am working for the benefit of the West. If we allow your industries to set up operations here without taking a cut, wouldn’t we just be working for you? I cannot accept that outcome! I represent the entire West! I represent the dignity of the West!”

Yo?
It seems that the Thunder Sound Saint Lord isn't stupid after all.

Some people at the scene sat up a little straighter.

He was right. In the beginning, everyone intended to use the monks from the west as cheap labor.

Anyway, Western Taoist priests haven't seen much of the world.

Some cultivators over there can't even save up a hundred or so spirit stones in their entire lives.

If they were to establish their businesses in the west, spending a mere three to five hundred spirit stones a month would make those Western cultivators extremely grateful, treating them like living bodhisattvas.

Zhen Youqian also offered several high-priced buyout options, or the purchase of land where taxes could be paid annually.
But it didn't work.

The Thunder Sound Saint Lord stubbornly insisted on taking a cut!
Not an inch will be yielded!

The Holy Lord of Thunder Sound didn't understand these convoluted plans, nor did he want to listen; he didn't care about any of that.

What if you try to outsmart me, a clueless construction worker, in the contract?
Anyway, you can't lose money if you're sure you'll get a commission.

Whatever you earn, my Western side will take half of it.

Unless you refuse to share the profits, I will never lose money.

"This"

The members of Wan San Group exchanged helpless glances.

That old bastard.
You know what, he's pretty clever, isn't he?

To be honest, monks from backward places like the West shouldn't have this kind of business mindset.
It seems there's a reason why he was able to become the Holy Lord.

The executives of Wan San Group remained silent.

A smile also appeared on the face of the Thunder Sound Saint Lord:
"You don't need to make that face. The West is completely untapped. You definitely know better than I, an outsider, how much profit there is."

"Besides, you still make a profit, don't you? It's just a little less."

"Even if we take a step back and say that I am the representative of the West, and you are doing business on my turf, isn't it only right that I take half?"

Ji Ruoyao and Li Wanjun exchanged a glance, then gave Jiang Chen a tentative look.

That means—shall we take action?

There were many Mahayana cultivators present, as well as several Saint Lord-level experts. If everyone swarmed in...
Seeing the many restless guys on the scene, Jiang Chen shook his head at them imperceptibly.

They run legitimate businesses.

Why are you doing this?

Jiang Chen tapped on the table and stated his plan:

"My Lord, I'll be frank, it's 50% impossible."

Taking a sip of the hot tea on the table, the Thunderclap Saint Lord calmly said:
"So what percentage do you think I should get?"

"Ten percent, ten percent is enough to make the Thunder Sound Holy Land drool."

"One percent?"

The Thunder Sound Saint Lord raised his voice:
"Does the CEO think I'm an idiot? I wasn't this tanned when I was in the gang!"

"Note that I said one-tenth of the reward would be given to the Thunder Sound Holy Land."

Give Leiyin Holy Land one-tenth of the prize money?
Lei Yin Saint Lord was taken aback at first, but then immediately understood the deeper meaning behind Jiang Chen's words.

This guy is trying to sell his domain for personal gain!
The Thunder Sound Saint Lord's face darkened, and then he spoke with righteous indignation!
"President, you're putting me in an unjust position! What will people think of me if this gets out? They'll think I'm the kind of shameless, despicable person who would betray the entire West for personal gain!"

"What happened?"

Jiang Chen pressed the button on the projector and explained to the Holy Lord how to build a Western business empire if he agreed to cooperate with him.

"If nothing unexpected happens, your western region will be able to complete its basic development and construction in less than three years."

"At that time, even if you take 10% of the profits from your Thunder Sound Holy Land, you can still earn at least several billion a day."

"But if you represent the entire West and take 50%, then when it comes to the distribution of profits, well, I think the Holy Lord should be able to do such simple math, right?"

(End of this chapter)