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Chapter 280 Victoria Arrives

The news had already spread within a small circle by the second day after Ron settled in the Citadel.

The first to arrive were the Commercial Federation.

The man who arrived was a slightly overweight, richly dressed businessman. He introduced himself as a liaison officer of the Commercial Federation stationed in the Academy City.

With a beaming smile, they greeted each other with pleasantries upon meeting.

Thanks to Ron for selling them half of the goods yesterday.

This batch of embezzled funds can be laundered through the Commercial Federation's channels and then resold for an extra 50% profit.

Logically speaking, Ron shouldn't be envious; it's his ability to have the connections.

But who told Ron to forget his roots?!

Even if you make money from me, it's a win-win situation, you still have to give me a kickback!

Seeing that the fat man chatted idly for a while without mentioning the kickbacks.

Ron was displeased and his face immediately turned cold.

His eyes were fixed on the fat man from the business alliance.

The fat man broke out in a cold sweat, wondering why Ron, who had seemed so nice just moments before, had suddenly changed his attitude.

They turn on you faster than a dog!

His face flushed with anxiety, and his mind raced, quickly recalling numerous rumors about Ron.

It took me a while to realize it.

He was blinded by the title of "Son of the World"!

This generation's chosen one is truly a villain!!

After thinking it through, in order not to offend Ron, he finally gritted his teeth and said as if cutting off a piece of his own flesh:

"Your Excellency! You are also a regular customer of ours."

To thank our new and existing customers for their trust, our business alliance has launched a new campaign.

Become our fifth millionth customer in the University City office.

You will win a special gift package.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Ron asked, feigning confusion.

The fat man said excitedly:

Congratulations! Your Excellency! You've won the lottery!!!

You are our five millionth customer, and we will send you a prize of a golden dragon worth fifty million.

This included three million serfs, one million tons of pig iron, and one million tons of brass...

The fat man spoke as if reciting a menu, all the while watching Ron's expression.

Ron was only moderately satisfied with the overall value of the rebate, but he was quite pleased with some of the in-demand items included.

After all, we should be understanding of their situation.

They are just an office, and they need to work overtime to pay for the goods.

Who knows how long they'll have to sit in the warehouse before they can all be sold?

Thinking of this, Ron decided it was okay, and then said with a happy expression:

"Really? I'm so lucky!"

"That's the 5 millionth customer! You guys did a great job with this event!"

Seeing that Ron was finally satisfied, the fat man quickly chimed in:

"It's mainly because you, Your Excellency, are lucky."

After all, everyone knows you are the chosen one of our world, Terran!

Ron was quite pleased with the fat man's flattery.

He values the title of "Son of the World" very much at this stage, hoping to use it to deceive more people.

After the fat man from the business alliance left and returned to his own territory, he dared to shout and curse loudly:

"The Son of Heaven, indeed!"

"Pah!"

"They're nothing but bandits, even worse than bandits!"

"Nausea!"

"We don't earn as much money as you do!!"

However, he was destined not to say these things to Ron.

Not only could he not say anything, he also had to go and get the goods for Ron, otherwise the bandit would think he was being played and things would get messed up.

After the business alliance left, representatives from the other three companies came to visit.

But they all have world rulers.

Ron couldn't blackmail them.

After exchanging a few casual words, the agenda for the subsequent meetings was finalized.

Ron saw off the Knights' League representatives.

Then I received a message from Victoria.

She arrived too.

night.

Inside a secluded manor, two gasps of breath mingled together.

Even the pond at the entrance rippled.

It took a long time for things to calm down.

Victoria nestled in Ron's arms, gazing intently at the man she had fallen for.

However, as if she had discovered something, she stretched out her lotus-root-like white jade arm.

He plucked a curly hair from the corner of Ron's mouth!

Some were discarded out of disgust.

Ron took a deep breath through her long silver hair and said:

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Victoria blushed and gave Ron a flirtatious glance:

"Excellent oral skills! You deserve a reward!"

Then he tossed Ron a gold coin, which Ron sneered at and fiddled with.

Victoria quickly couldn't take it anymore and complained:

"Don't mess around. You'll spill it!"

He then got out of Ron's arms and took two pillows to cushion himself.

He maintained an odd posture while talking to Ron.

Ron had also encountered women like that; Elise, for example, would do this after every encounter when she wanted a child.

As a result, Ron lost interest in coming back.

He started chatting with Victoria casually, making small talk.

Ron asked, "What kind of benefits were you talking about before? The Terran Conference is just around the corner, so even if they're valuable, they should be finalized by now."

Ron was very interested in the benefit Victoria mentioned, but had not received any concrete information.

I feel a strong urge to try it.

Victoria glanced at Ron and said slowly:

"Actually, it was decided a long time ago, but it's inconvenient for me to tell you while I'm in the crystal ball."

"I had a feeling that something was wrong with me a while ago, like someone was watching me."

After checking everything, I really couldn't find anything wrong with it.

But I'm already a demigod, so I feel like I can't be wrong.

Victoria's tone was certain:

"Then the only thing I can think of is a magical satellite!!"

"The Empire's magical satellites not only have the ability to monitor and analyze, but they are also excellent at intercepting intelligence."

If you focus your investigation on one person, almost nothing can be hidden from them.

Ron was somewhat surprised:

"Wait, your magic empire is even investigating its own people?"

Victoria explained:

"No, under normal circumstances. After all, the use of the magic satellite usually involves me, and my access is already among the highest of those people."

"The only ones who can be higher than me are the Ancestor and the Empress."

Ron seemed to have thought of something:

"So, what about now?"

Victoria chuckled mischievously: "Don't worry! Our affairs can't be kept secret from the Empire."

"But no one dares to investigate!"

"There must be some people gossiping about me lately, huh! They just want to hear about me..."

I don't want her to laugh at me.

Ron was relieved; he had already planned how to escape.

Victoria is now definitely one of the highest-ranking people in the Magic Empire.

The Empire would never allow her to become Ron's concubine.

But as long as Victoria doesn't get kidnapped by the blond guy.

She turned a blind eye to her affair with Ron and let it pass.