Navigator: I have a double six-story house

Three days passed quickly, and with the good food and drink provided by the Fengxi Chamber of Commerce, Su Qing reached level eight.

Wang Yao was at level seven, and with the help of the Gluttony talent, Su Qing began to overtake him.

The chefs stationed at the Chamber of Commerce have had a tough time these past few days; their spatulas have been smoking from all the swinging.

Today is the day the new deacon arrives, and also the day the things Su Qing wanted arrive.

Su Qing was lying on a recliner, enjoying the hard-won tranquility.

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Yao went to open it.

After the door opened, Wang Yao was stunned for a moment.

Standing eight feet tall with broad shoulders and a wide back, his black suit was stretched taut by his muscles, making it look like it was about to burst open at any moment.

One of his left eyes was amber, while the other eye was covered by an eye patch.

A pair of amber eyes met Wang Yao's gaze for a long time.

Wang Yao's cheeks flushed slightly as he glanced at Su Qing.

Su Qing felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the look in Wang Yao's eyes.

So this is the type you like.

However, Su Qing ignored him for the time being, knowing that this must be a new steward.

"Please come in."

Wang Yao quickly stepped aside, and the woman entered the room.

"Captain Su," the woman's voice was deep and resonant, "the new deacon of the Windrise Merchant Guild at Midway Island, Claudia."

Su Qing stood up, ready to shake hands, but Wang Yao beat her to it.

"I am Wang Yao, the chief combatant of the Sunshine!"

Claudia frowned slightly, increased the pressure on her hand, and with a crack, Wang Yao's palm was visibly deformed.

Wang Yao felt the surging force in his hand and smiled happily.

This woman is strong!

Selena's eyes gleamed as she darted back and forth between the two.

Su Qing patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, and Wang Yao stepped back.

"Su Qing".

The two shook hands, this time Claudia's grip was only light.

"Captain Su," Claudia released her grip, "the previous deacon gave you a bad experience, and the Chamber of Commerce is deeply sorry."

Claudia didn't beat around the bush; she went straight to the point.

Su Qing was somewhat unaccustomed to it, after all, the two deacons she had met, Mr. Zloty and Luther, were both cunning old foxes.

Claudia continued.

"The entire cost of the supplies delivered this time was borne by the Wind Breath Merchant Guild. We sincerely apologize once again."

Su Qing nodded; he had already learned the news from Selena.

Claudia took a list from her attendant, who was noticeably shorter than her, and handed it to Su Qing.

In addition to providing Su Qing with an excessive amount of supplies, there was also something Su Qing thought she couldn't get her hands on.

[Dragon Breath Cannon x2]

Su Qing's gaze lingered on this column for a moment, then she pointed to it with her finger.

"Is that a cannon?"

"right."

Claudia nodded, her expression calm.

Su Qing raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat interesting.

"Wasn't it said that, according to the rules of the Age of Exploration, merchant guilds couldn't be sold to captains at this stage?"

Claudia looked at Su Qing, a slightly unsettling smile playing on her lips.

"Rules are meant to be broken, Captain Su."

"The Wind Breeze Merchant Guild naturally has the means to do it."

Su Qing leaned against the table, her fingers unconsciously tapping the left side.

"The price must be high."

Claudia did not answer directly, but instead gave a slight bow.

"No matter the cost, Captain Su will make it worthwhile."

That's a very eloquent statement.

Su Qing stopped asking. The other party didn't want to answer, and continuing to ask wouldn't yield any substantial results; it would most likely just be polite pleasantries.

Moreover, he didn't care how much the Wind Breath Merchant Guild spent; he only cared about the benefits he would gain.

What he was really curious about was how the rules of the Age of Exploration were broken.

After all, he himself quite enjoys doing this kind of thing.

"Thank you for the Chamber of Commerce's sincerity." Su Qing put away the list, shook hands with Claudia again, and said, "I will accept the supplies."

Claudia nodded, then took an envelope from the inside pocket of her suit.

Su Qing's eyes lit up; he was very familiar with this thing.

Invitation card.

Su Qing took the envelope and breathed a sigh of relief.

My younger sister's matter has finally been settled, and the most important objective of this Midway mission has been achieved.

However, he did not use it on the spot, but put away the invitation and planned to use it when he returned to his own ship.

Claudia did not question Su Qing's behavior.

Wang Yao then jumped out, straightening his back and looking very gentlemanly, holding a teapot in his hand.

"Miss Claudia, would you like some tea?"

Claudia glanced at Su Qing, who nodded helplessly.

Next, Claudia sat down, and Wang Yao warmly served her tea.

Everyone chatted idly, creating a harmonious and pleasant scene.

The atmosphere was completely different on the side of Luther, the original butler.

The door to Luther's office was tightly closed.

Two people stood outside the door, fully armed and expressionless.

These two people came with Claudia, supposedly to protect Luther during his transfer.

They say it's for protection, but everyone knows what they really mean.

Luther sat behind his desk, the curtains drawn tight, the entire office dimly lit except for the light from his laptop illuminating his face.

The screen displays an encrypted email.

The content is short, just three simple sentences.

To protect you, I'll trade three seats for you.

[After being transferred to 0892, work diligently and do your job well.]

If you make another mistake, no one can protect you.

Luther looked at the email and a mocking smile crept onto his lips.

The stick plus the carrot: a classic tactic.

pity......

This vice president, who boasts of his exceptional skills, is far too arrogant.

Luther shut down the computer and pulled a token from a hidden compartment in the drawer.

This is a communication token, one of the few tokens that wasn't used to modify the communication network.

There is no integrated server that has been merged into the Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

This means leaving no record, no trace.

He gently squeezed the token to activate it.

The call was connected in just a few seconds.

"The matter is settled," Luther said.

A man's voice came from the token, steady and with a hint of laziness.

"You've worked hard, Luther."

"Leave the rest to me. You can focus on 0892."

The man spoke casually, as if he were arranging something trivial.

"It won't be long before you become that stupid woman's trump card."

Luther didn't stand on ceremony.

"I'll do whatever you say."

He paused for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, and then asked the question.

"There's something I've been wondering about."

"explain."

"How can you be so sure Su Qing will win?" Luther lowered his voice slightly. "What if he loses? What about Miss Selena...?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the token, then a laugh came from behind.

It wasn't mockery, it wasn't perfunctory; it was a genuine laugh from the heart.

"Luther, Luther," the voice came through the token, "are you trying to prove your loyalty to me?"

Luther did not respond.

Don't overthink it.

"I'm not a piece of trash like Olivia. Those strangers have a saying."

"If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them."

He paused for a moment.

"As for why I knew he would win."

The voice changed; the languor disappeared, replaced by an almost obsessive certainty.

"Because that man was the one I chose."

Luther did not ask any further questions.

"The president is wise."

Communication terminated.

Luther put the token back in the compartment, closed the drawer, and sat there motionless in the darkness for a long time.

Fengxi Chamber of Commerce Headquarters.

Levante put down the token, got up from the sofa, and walked to the window.

The headquarters is built on a mountaintop in the middle of the island, with the Chamber of Commerce’s core area at its foot, the entire harbor in the distance with dozens of armed ships anchored there, and the boundless sea beyond.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, sunlight streaming over his face, with shadows behind him and a low coffee table in the shadows.

There is a map on the coffee table.

The map was old and badly worn, held together by some kind of transparent material.

Most of the lines on the map have faded, and only small square grids can be vaguely seen, densely covering the entire map.