Agreeing to Cooperate

If they really intend to do this, they will find someone else to cooperate with, even if they don't seek cooperation with me.

Ultimately, whether I agree or not, it's not something I can stop them from doing.

But from another perspective, this might also be Galan giving himself an opportunity, an opportunity to make a lot of money.

The boss shifted his position and began to seriously consider the accounts.

Based on its current revenue, the only source of income and growth for the shop is the [Recovery Potion]. If it weren't for Fitz's appearance, if he hadn't brought the [Recovery Potion]...

My shop is probably just a mediocre little business with no significant growth. Even though the sales volume is relatively considerable, the profit margin isn't very high because the prices are relatively low, so it's not particularly profitable yet.

However, even if production can be increased, coupled with the broader market provided by Frog, there may not be much improvement in the short term. In fact, one may even have to share the risks with the other party and lose some money. But without a doubt, under the current external conditions, [Recovery Potion] will inevitably become a hot commodity and sell like hotcakes, becoming a promising stock with excellent prospects.

By then, the money I'll be able to earn will be more than just one [Äußerst].

Even if it's a 50/50 split, it's enough for him to make a fortune.

"So, the boss? Have you made up your mind?"

Seeing the corners of the boss's mouth involuntarily turn up, Galan knew that the matter was probably settled.

The boss was no short-sighted, conservative old-fashioned type; Galan could tell that from the first time he met him.

Although this middle-aged man appeared gentle and humble, a burning desire still lurked within him, waiting for a spark to ignite it completely.

"Well, I've already saved up enough for retirement. Even if I don't go through any trouble, I can retire in a few years. I might as well spend some time with you young people; it'll be quite fun."

"So, you've agreed to cooperate with me?"

Frog, who had been standing aside waiting for his the boss's reaction, could not hide his excitement upon hearing what the other party said.

Upon entering the shop and seeing the boss, he could immediately tell that the man was no ordinary small vendor.

In his years of doing business, he has met all sorts of people and gotten to know many merchants with different personalities. Someone like the boss is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Investing in a young person like themselves with no background is something they would find very difficult to agree to, even if the other party seems to have a good relationship with Galan.

But when he received a positive reply, the huge weight that had been weighing on his heart was lifted, and an indescribable sense of relief washed over him.

This time, he no longer needed to travel the "Fallen Trade Route" to expand his influence. Instead, he could lead everyone to a safe place to establish his business. Frog naturally understood why Lancelot had argued with him about this matter. The Mercenary Group members were his loyal followers, and each of them had a life-or-death bond with him. He simply wanted to give everyone a better life, not to risk their lives for Frog's dream.

This is a perfectly normal thought and reaction, and Lancelot didn't want to see Frog fall into the Chamber of Commerce's trap, which is why he strongly opposed this operation. He didn't believe that those cunning old foxes would easily accept everyone just because of this trip.

"Of course, let's discuss the specifics another time. Today feels a bit rushed. Both of us need to make some preparations for what's to come."

The boss replied with a smile, and Frog responded with a smile as well, agreeing with the boss's opinion.

The collaboration couldn't be finalized in a day; there were many issues involved. Frog also needed to showcase his accumulated network and resources to his the boss so that both parties could have a detailed plan for the promotion and development of the potion.

But in any case, this matter ended in a way he never expected. For him, it was an opportunity, an opportunity that would completely change his destiny.

Frog wouldn't forget who helped him. He looked up gratefully at Galan, who was already standing in the corner watching the show. Garland seemed to have no worries now that things were over and everyone was happy, and was just drinking tea and watching the drama unfold.

Noticing Frog's gaze, he understood what he meant and nodded with a smile.

For him, it was just a small favor, since he didn't have to give anything substantial in return... Speaking of which, it seems he might actually be affected in some way...

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, Galan's hand, which was holding the teacup, froze in mid-air and remained motionless for a long time.

If the two of them were to cooperate, the supply of [Recovery Potions ] would inevitably increase several times over.

Given the current situation, the boss certainly can't find Apothecary elsewhere to help with the refining process, so it seems that only he and Fitz are left with the shop's productivity.

He couldn't imagine how large the daily demand for [Recovery Potions ] would become once Frog's business expanded.

He wouldn't be surprised if it were more than double, or even two or three times more.

He knew that it was impossible to do this kind of business without sufficient inventory, but if he did, wouldn't he and Fitz be ruthlessly exploited?

At that point, my workload might not be as simple as cooking two pots a day as it is now.

The more Galan thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. It seemed like he was pushing himself into a fire pit today!

He actually pushed these two people to cooperate and grow the business, but in the end, wasn't he the one who paid the biggest price?

"Depend on!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

Things have already progressed to this point, and it's impossible for them to separate now.

Galan's face was ashen; he couldn't bear to imagine how miserable his life would become from now on...

No!

I can't bear the consequences of this alone; that kid Fitz needs to take responsibility. I can't keep doing all the hard work in this shop, can I?

Galan gritted his teeth, resolutely turned around and walked into the back room, preparing to have a friendly conversation with Fitz...