Sir! Don't close the net!

“Ha—” Li Yili nodded with a subtle expression.

But this sales genius has a terrible memory; he can't even remember what his big clients look like.

"So McCarthy was in charge of all the housing sales in Instas."

"Eh?"

Li Yili was taken aback and slowly turned her head. One McCarthy after another poked their heads out from the empty counter and gave Li Yili a polite smile.

"Hello."

Chapter Three: I Won't Make Things Difficult for You

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Li Yili's forehead. Her dark pupils, reflecting the similar faces, contracted sharply as she couldn't help but recall Guo Weidun's fat man. Her arms, which were wrapped around her chest, tightened abruptly.

This is absolutely illogical, but everyone here is used to it, even waving to the McCarthys.

Li Yili took a slow breath, then exhaled heavily, steeling herself to face the McCarthys and their men. Facing the unknown, she absolutely would not...

You can run away, but running away only demonizes the unknown. Look closely, aren't they just a bunch of McCarthys who look exactly the same? Is that so outrageous?

The legacy that allows the wearer to have multiple selves does exist. In order to maximize sales efficiency, McCarthy, a sales genius, used the legacy of having multiple selves to monopolize the sales industry of Instas. It's reasonable and ingenious.

But it was fine at first glance; once she looked closely, Li Yili noticed some problems.

These McCarthys all looked exactly alike, but there were quite a few differences; some were fat, some were thin, some were tall, some were short, and even...

Dude! Your pectoral muscles... why are they so round and jiggle?!

Li Yili reached out and pressed his head back, forcibly turning it back; he chose to escape.

It could be due to intuition, it could be due to these increasingly absurd differences in McCarthy's thinking, or it could be... because of the different skin sutures on their necks.

The parts he found absurd were operating perfectly naturally within Instas, and since he couldn't accept them, he could only ignore them.

Damn it! McCarthy, what's that huge patch of skin on your neck?!

"Hello, I'd like to rent a place, just for a month," Li Yili pinched her nose, trying to convince herself that the large patch of skin on McCarthy's neck at the counter next to her was just due to an allergy.

"Um, are there any requirements?" McCarthy clasped his hands together and nodded gently.

“Well… I’m only staying for thirty days, and I don’t have any special requirements,” Li Yili replied after thinking for a moment.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will likely settle in Instas in the future, and he doesn't mind spending the next thirty days or so after the house is renovated.

“Oh…right, I only have one request, I don’t want a sea view room,” Li Yili added, holding up her finger.

He felt his sanity plummeting just from looking at the ocean of this world, and now he also knew that at least a hundred pirates lived along the coast.

"This……"

McCarthy was taken aback, leaned back, and looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, the only rooms available for rent right now are ocean view rooms. Actually, ocean view rooms are quite nice, both in terms of decor and environment. If you're worried about pirates, you can rest assured. We have an agreement that if pirates commit crimes in Instas, their ships will never be able to approach Instas again."

Li Yili subconsciously pouted, looking awkward. He had more opinions about the sea view of the ocean view room than about the pirates, but such an ocean was common knowledge in this world, and he could only accept this common knowledge.

"Could you please tell me why only sea-view rooms are available for rent?" Li Yili pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

He thought of a very troublesome thing: if only the sea view rooms are rented out, wouldn't the young black goats of the sheep village also live in the sea view area?

“This…” McCarthy frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then lowered his voice, “What important person has Bishop Azawi arrived? Many Crusaders have disguised themselves and infiltrated Guoweidun, and the Galar Horn has also sent a lot of people over.”

Li Yili gasped. Instas was, after all, the largest seaport in the Nibelungen. It was impossible for them to ignore both Galarhorn and Bishop Azavet like Guoweidun had done. He had been prepared, but to be told right away that Galarhorn and Bishop Azavet had both sent reinforcements...

He sensed something big was about to happen.

“Okay…” Li Yili raised her hand and patted her forehead, “Then do you have any relatively remote sea view rooms, preferably ones where there are no people on either side? I prefer peace and quiet.”

“Yes, of course there is. There’s a particularly quiet seaside property that’s just a few minutes’ walk from the nearest bus stop. Most importantly, no one has used the house since it was renovated, so it can practically be called a new house,” McCarthy said with a slight upturn of his lips.

"Has no one rented it yet?" Li Yili immediately became alert.

“Of course, because it’s advertised as a sea-view property, but it’s actually quite far from the coast, and getting to the coast requires a long detour, which is too much trouble for people who need to rent a sea-view property,” McCarthy shrugged helplessly.

It's quite a distance? Do we need to take a detour to get to the coast?

Li Yili's eyes lit up, then she hesitated for a moment before reluctantly nodding, "No, that won't work, but I need to go to the site to take a look."

McCarthy smiled calmly, bent down and ran his fingers over the documents covered with various sticky notes, pulled one out, stood up and nodded to Li Yili, "Then let's go to the scene now."

"it is good--"

Li Yili, who had been holding back for a long time, quickly got up, pulled her backpack, and followed McCarthy out of the rental center. Before leaving, Li Yili subconsciously looked back, and sure enough, the new McCarthy was sitting in that seat.

It's alright, it's alright. My house will be renovated soon anyway, and I'll probably only come back here again when I move out.

Ok?

Why don't we just buy that ocean view property? That way we won't have to go to the rental center in Instas anymore.

Li Yili nodded gently, resting her chin on her hand.

The remaining question is the reason why the black goat's cubs were transferred to Instas.

As the largest seaport in the Nibelungen, Instass had no reason to be overlooked in the past. Long ago, the Flame Essence, a department of the remnants of life, took root in Instass. Over the years, as the largest refiner...

The steel mill—Fire Sprite has long been an integral part of Instars and has consistently performed flawlessly and remarkably well, ranking as the fourth-ranked department in the company.

Regarding the transportation of pollutants, the Fire Spirits do not need the help of a bottom-tier department like the Black Goat's cubs, and as the largest steel mill in Instas, the Fire Spirits do not need the logistics capabilities of the Goat Village.

Then the only possibility he could think of for sending the black goat's cub to Instas was that the old black goat's cub, having completed the séance, would cooperate with the fire elves to accomplish something far more difficult and impactful than the séance itself.

However, given the status of the black goat's offspring, even if the séance is completed, it can only serve as an assistant or a figurehead. After all, to any discerning observer, this séance was purely a stroke of luck for the black goat's offspring, and given the size of the fire elves, they would most likely not allow the black goat's offspring to ride on their heads.

Okay, it's alright now.

In the conference room at the Fire Elf Steel Mill headquarters, Josephine, the head of the Fire Elves, slammed her hand heavily on the table, glaring angrily at El, who sat with his legs crossed, seemingly as nonchalant as if he were the factory manager of the Fire Elves.

"El-Jonor, what do you mean by this?!"

"Hmm? This doesn't mean anything. The Fire Elves should have some office buildings, right? Give us one in downtown Instas."

El rubbed his fingers together and glanced calmly at Josephine, the chosen one who could crush him with a flick of her wrist.

"Also, the headquarters projects that you haven't finished yet, let us take over the management."

El tilted his head to the side.

"I won't make things difficult for you."

Chapter Four: Everything is definitely under Minister Li Yili's control!

Josephine's eyebrows twitched violently.

As the minister of the fire elves, he had served in Instas for nearly twenty years. Everyone in Instas had to give him face. He was the only one who had ever made unreasonable demands on others. El was the first person to stand up, and while still sitting, to make unreasonable demands on both the fire elves and the fire elves at the same time.

What he found even more unacceptable was that the Cloud Clan executives of the black goat cubs standing behind El had their hands behind their backs and were looking at him with extremely arrogant eyes. Their expressions were as if to say that agreeing to those unreasonable demands was a bargain for him.

Josephine took a deep breath, sat back in her seat, and interlaced her fingers.

Don't get angry. He is a divinely favored being whose life level is far higher than that of ordinary people like El. He controls the fire elves, who have consistently ranked fourth in performance and have even reached second place many times. The black goat's cub is not even an ant in front of the fire elves.

His anger towards El was an extremely degrading act.

The reason why El and El's lackeys are so arrogant is mostly because the young Black Goat, as a cadre, directly ordered the transfer of Instas. In fact, he does have to take this into consideration, as no one can fathom the Black Goat's temperament.

What if the Black Goat is just waiting for him to make a mistake of disrespecting the cadres, and wants to use this as an excuse to kill him so that the Black Goat's offspring can replace the Flame Elf?

He cannot target the black goat's offspring for at least a year or two, or until the offspring commits a serious offense.

But this doesn't mean he allows the black goat's offspring to ride on his head at will; necessary taps are still required.

“Executive El, you don’t actually think that being directly ordered to transfer to Instas by an officer means you’re important to headquarters, do you?” Josephine curled her fingers and tapped the table with her knuckles.

“Well, otherwise our mother, the Black Goat, wouldn’t have transferred us directly to Instas, and headquarters wouldn’t have agreed so quickly,” El said, spreading his hands. “Speaking of which, I heard that the Fire Elf’s officer, Ktugya, hasn’t given any orders to the Fire Elves in a long time.”

Damn it, this guy is really pushing his luck!

Josephine's forehead veins bulged. After taking a deep breath for a while, she said with a forced smile, "This is no trouble for Executive Officer El. We are all from the same department and should help each other. The Flame Elves do have office buildings, but office buildings in the city center are a bit too much for you. How about this, I can give you office buildings in the Maosai District."

Abu, standing behind El, frowned deeply. Even he knew that Mau Sai was the poorest district in Instas. For a logistics company, Mau Sai was a hellish start.

“Fire Spirits is just a steel mill, right? Does a steel mill really need an office building in the city center? Besides, given the size of Fire Spirits, it should be the Instass merchants who come to visit Fire Spirits in person,” El smiled brightly. “Of course, if Director Josephine thinks that the Black Goat’s cubs are not worth sending out of the city center office building, she can discuss it with our mother Black Goat.”

Josephine's lips twitched violently. Even the cadres didn't dare to discuss things with Black Goat. For a minister like her to go and discuss things with Black Goat was practically suicide.

"Okay—in three days..."

“Manager Josephine, we’re starting work today,” Al raised his voice. “We’re going to be using that office building today.”

"Don't joke around, do you know how much stuff is in an office building?!"

Josephine was furious.

“Then leave the useful ones to us,” Al smiled broadly. “Of course, Minister Josephine, you also have another option: our Sheep Village Logistics…”

The company is about to open in Instas, and my mother is urging us to open as soon as possible. If our first customer is Fire Sprite, she'll probably be very happy.

Josephine took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, "Can we not mention your mother?"

“Our minister is a confidant of the newly appointed official, Dela Par.”

“Okay—three hours. The fire elves will be leaving the office buildings in the city center in three hours. Things that can’t be moved in time…” Josephine let out a heavy sigh, turning her face away unwillingly. “I’ll have to trouble Sheep Village Logistics to deliver them to headquarters.”

El smiled with satisfaction, snapped his fingers, and Abu Jean, who was standing to the side, immediately opened his back, took out an order, walked to Josephine's side, and placed the order in front of Josephine.

"You're still charging money?" Josephine's eyebrows twitched violently.

"Of course, even close brothers should keep clear accounts. Sheep Village also needs some start-up funds, especially if Director Josephine is willing to provide direct financial assistance..."

“It’s signed,” Josephine said, signing her name with a flourish.

At least, the price quoted for this order wasn't outrageous; it was considered reasonable in Instar's logistics market.

“But there’s no room for negotiation on the headquarters project,” Josephine said, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Executive El, I must remind you that although the Black Goat’s Cubs were the first department to complete the headquarters project, you need to be aware that everyone is watching. This was just a stroke of luck for you. Luck is not a part of ability.”

El blinked, his cheeks puffing out slightly. Although he didn't open his mouth, Josephine still heard a piercing shout from El's throat. The young black goats standing behind El, the Cloud Clan Executives, didn't have El's control and chuckled.

"Oh right, right, right—the fact that the séance was completed was just a stroke of luck for us. No matter how you look at it, the success of this séance has nothing to do with our Black Goat's cub."

"Yes, thanks to this, the Crusaders spared us."

"How lucky..."

“That’s really impolite. We’ll take our leave then,” El adjusted his expression, stood up, bowed to Josephine, and said meaningfully, “Let’s get to know each other from now on.”

After saying that, El left the conference room with several black goat cubs who had amused expressions, leaving Josephine sitting there with a puzzled look on her face.