Sir! Don't close the net!

Wilson glanced down at his beer belly.

At his level.

If Karen and Kayla were to stand...

Wilson instinctively looked towards his wife and daughter.

Karen was taken aback, immediately crossed her arms and turned her face away, while Kayla plopped down on the double sofa and snorted.

“Mr. Wilson…”

Wilson's expression froze, and he looked in the direction of the sound. Several crisp cracking sounds came from inside the marble fireplace. In the flickering firelight, Li Yili was sitting with her legs crossed, leaning to the left, her left index finger pointing to her temple, her left eye covered in shadow, and her right eye flickering with firelight.

"Please sit down."

Chapter Twenty-One: A City of Wealth is Also a City of Betrayal

"Crunch, crunch—"

Looking at the Wilson family, their faces flushed, who were forcibly squeezing into the double sofa, Li Yili subconsciously curled his lips, which reminded him of something.

sausage.

Unfortunately, this two-seater sofa isn't expandable like sausage casings; it creaks and groans as if it's about to crack at any moment, though it might collapse before it does.

However, the Wilson family seemed to realize their predicament, and the three of them put their feet on the ground, quietly reducing the burden on the sofa.

How about we remain silent for half an hour first?

After thinking for a moment, Li Yili gave up on the tempting idea. There were still a bunch of documents in his briefcase, and he still had to revisit at least seven other families like the Wilsons who wanted their children to go abroad.

"Ahem—I'll keep it short."

Li Yili coughed lightly, opened her briefcase, took out a stack of documents, and slowly flipped through them.

The Wilson family immediately held their breath, and Wilson unconsciously placed his hands on his knees. Every time Li Yili turned the page of a document, Wilson's fingers on his knees tightened a little.

Li Yili stopped flipping through the documents when it was almost the third to last one, and put the opened document aside. This action made Wilson's body go limp, and the double sofa made a dying groan.

"Hmm?" Li Yili raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Is Mr. Wilson feeling unwell? Perhaps we should change..."

Before the word "sky" even appeared, Wilson, who had just been feeling weak in the knees, sat up straight as if he had been given a shot of adrenaline, and unconsciously raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"It's nothing, it's just a bit hot today."

Seemingly realizing something, Karen raised her right hand and grasped her left elbow somewhat uncomfortably, while Kayla shifted her body slightly in disgust.

“It is indeed a bit hot,” Li Yili flicked the document in her hand with her fingers. “Then I’ll get straight to the point. What I have here is Mr. Wilson’s application, which you submitted a week ago. It’s now in the final stage. As long as I stamp it here, your daughter Kayla will be on the Sheep Village train and leave Guoweiton in a month.”

"

"Thank you!" Wilson's eyes lit up.

Karen breathed a soft sigh of relief.

Kayla clenched her fists in excitement.

Then Li Yili's next words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the Wilson family, who had already started thinking about how to hold the banquet.

"If we're lucky."

“Richard, what do you mean by this?” Wilson leaned forward slightly, his face tense.

“Mr. Wilson, you’re not the only ones who want to leave Guoweiton,” Li Yili said, tapping the documents lying to the side.

Kayla's face paled as she finally realized what was happening and instinctively reached out to grab Wilson's sleeve.

“Mr. Wilson, I don’t think leaving Guoweiton is a good thing for your daughter,” Li Yili sat up straight and began to earnestly persuade her. “Guoweiton is currently in a period of economic development. With your abilities, you will most likely expand your textile factory. Your life will only get better and better in the future.”

"Excuse my bluntness, but once this application is signed, your daughter won't be able to return to Guoweidun for three or four years. The outside world isn't as simple as you imagine. Besides, you want your daughter to go to Hagen, where the people are... rotten, awful. Although it's known as the richest place in the world, it's also a notorious city of betrayal. You could be betrayed if you're not careful."

"The security situation is also quite bad. According to incomplete statistics, at least nearly 100,000 people enter Hagen every year, but the total population of Hagen has not changed much."

Even if she comes back, she won't be the daughter you know.

"Furthermore, the cost of studying abroad and daily expenses is also a large sum of money. That money is enough to hire many excellent teachers and even bring in many engineers from outside."

Li Yili earnestly persuaded the Wilson family.

But Wilson interpreted this advice in a different way.

So Li Yili ended up with a red envelope in her hand.

Li Yili pinched the red envelope and tapped it with her index finger.

Very practical.

Li Yili turned her head to look at the double sofa that was almost bursting at the seams. Some of the Wilson family members were fawning, some were pitiful, and some were in a daze. This was clearly Wilson's home, but it was as if he was the master of the house, and the Wilson family was begging him to stay here.

We're telling you to back down because of difficulties, not to bravely face them.

"Alright, seeing how sincere you are, I'll do my best," Li Yili exhaled, tugged at her collar, stuffed the red envelope into her inner pocket, and under the expectant gazes of the Wilson family, picked up the documents and covered the pile of documents lying to the side, then stuffed all the documents back into her briefcase.

"Thank you."

With the Wilsons' grateful escort, Li Yili left with her head held high, just like the owner of the house, and boarded Yolan's carriage.

"Next, we're going to Rafe Mike's house."

Li Yili smiled and waved goodbye to the Wilson family, but the moment she closed the car door, her face fell and she let out a long yawn.

"I understand!"

Li Yili raised an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Yolan seemed to be in much better spirits than before. Li Yili subconsciously wanted to strike up a conversation, but after recalling the reasons for Yolan's previous emotional ups and downs, Li Yili gave up the idea of ​​talking to her.

The carriage moved slowly forward under an eerie halo of starlight and sunlight, with another carriage following at a distance.

Afterwards, Li Yili visited the remaining people. Some were wealthier than the Wilson family, while others were slightly less so, but they all shared one common characteristic: they were low-key. Their low-key nature made her want to exclaim, "Wow! My goodness! Are there really so many rich people in Guoweiton? Isn't this the early stage of economic development, when everyone was still poor?!"

Back in her office, touching her chest, which felt like it was covered by a layer of heavy armor, Li Yili couldn't help but sigh.

Despite possessing the timid vision and mindset to seize opportunities when the economy is just beginning to emerge, a vision most people wouldn't dare to try and would only think of handing over the decision-making power to others, they were completely manipulated by the young black goat.

The applications were given out in no particular order; these fresh blood, the young black goats, were always accepted without question, even if they were given away for free and wouldn't be investigated. They only pretended to be difficult to process the applications in order to make the residents of Guoweiton feel grateful. These people should be very familiar with this method, because they have been controlling the welfare of the emerging economy in this way.

He only made a slight move, and these people started digging their own holes and jumping in, even though they were being thoroughly manipulated, they felt like they had come out on top.

What will happen next?

They will act as a battery, continuously providing funds to the Black Goat's offspring. For every amount the Black Goat's offspring invests in Guoweidun, they will extract ten or a hundred times more from Guoweidun and hand it over to the Black Goat's offspring. It will become increasingly difficult for them to get rid of the Black Goat's offspring, and eventually, if the Black Goat's offspring even have that intention, they will immediately go bankrupt and become penniless.

Li Yili recalled an old saying from her ancestors.

Good advice is hard to persuade a damned ghost, and great compassion cannot save those who have severed themselves from salvation.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Being frugal doesn't mean wearing less clothing!

After tidying up a bit, Li Yili took the application documents to the door of Dela Pal's office, knocked, and then pushed the door open.

"Branch leader, the documents for going abroad have been finalized."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Della Parr turned her chair to face

Li Yili raised her hand and waved.

"Just hand it over to the execution department. I trust your abilities."

"I understand."

Just as Li Yili was about to leave, Dela Pal stood up and called out to her, "Li Yili, are you free tonight?"

Li Yili raised an eyebrow and spread her hands, "Branch leader, as a man with a beautiful wife at home, my nights are always busy."

"Today is a day worth celebrating."

The annoying drinking culture at the table.

Li Yili pursed her lips, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and gave an "honored" smile. "I understand."

“I’ve prepared some Hagen wine,” Della Parr said with a smirk, then sat back down and swivel her chair to face the window.

Li Yili suppressed the urge to stick out her tongue, obediently closed the door, delivered the documents to the execution department, and since it was close to the end of the workday, she simply left the sheep village early and took Yolan's carriage back to the ranch.

Before leaving, Li Yili hesitated whether to let Yolan wait for him there. Dela Pal's place was quite far away, but Dela Pal's celebration would not end anytime soon and would probably last until late at night. He couldn't bear to leave Yolan waiting outside alone.

Moreover, there's something wrong with where Dela Pal lives.

After much deliberation, Li Yili gave up and took out a gold coin, stuffing it into Yolan's pocket so that Yolan could go home and be with his wife as soon as possible.

"Della Pal invited you for drinks? And Hagen's drinks at that. Looks like things aren't going too smoothly," Valhae Rae, dressed as casually as ever and reclining on the double sofa, sat up after a moment's thought, her eyes sparkling. "What do you think Della Pal will bring you this time?"

Who knows?

Li Yili stretched and plopped down on the single sofa opposite Valqiu Lei, letting out a weary sigh. Although the process was similar, she had spent the whole day talking to seven or eight families, trying to persuade them again and again, only to fail again and again. Just thinking about it in her mind was exhausting.

Of course, the red envelopes those people gave were so thick that it felt like several bricks were stuffed into his chest, and his back almost broke by the end of the day.

“I already have such a large ranch; in terms of assets alone, I'm the richest man in Guoweiton, and he still has the nerve to give—”

Li Yili, have you ever thought about becoming a chosen one of the gods?

Li Yili was taken aback.

"What's wrong?" Valkyrie blinked. "You look like you just left your office unlocked and went home."

"No, I just thought of a joke," Li Yili shrugged and crossed her arms. "By the way, didn't I tell you to keep a low profile these days?"

"Hmm? Don't I look low-key enough?"

Valkyrie raised her right leg, gently stroking her thigh with her right hand, and casually shook her head. The silver anklet on her fair, jade-like anklet jingled.

"This is the cheapest outfit I own."

Indeed, there was very little fabric, so it was the cheapest outfit.

But is it low-key? Is it really low-key?

"You don't like it?"

"like."

Li Yili gave a very honest thumbs up, because he was the one who bought the clothes.

"But unfortunately, you have to act like a respectable woman these next few days."

“No way, I’m allergic to cheap clothes,” Valkyrie Ray yawned deeply.