Torikaze shook his head to himself. "I'm not sure, but for a project involving four or five hundred million, you'll need to bring at least two-thirds of your people and give it everything you've got to complete this commission properly."
Hiruzen did the math. With such a high commission fee, even bringing everyone along would be no problem.
But if any houses in Konoha were damaged, there would be no one left to repair them.
"Don't rush yet. Go talk to the Mizukage at his apartment. They're the clients, after all. I'm just helping them discuss the housing matter with you."
As the general manager of Konoha's first investment company, Hiruzen had a remarkably sharp eye.
"Alright, I'll go find the Mizukage right away. Can't the price be raised a little more?"
Even through the phone, Torikaze could hear the old man's greedy grin.
But he did not mind. Desire created motivation.
Hiruzen had already handled the massive job of demolishing Konoha and rebuilding the Rain Country.
Together with the team members who had undergone all kinds of technical training, building a mere shinobi village was hardly a problem.
Konoha's technology in every field surpassed that of the other villages by far.
"Don't keep raising the price. I've already settled it with him, and I can't go back on my word."
"And it's the first time that old man has come to ask me for help. I have to give him some face."
Hiruzen nodded at that. "Alright. Since you've said so, Torikaze, I'll discuss the specific plan with him. I won't haggle over the price."
What Hiruzen mainly wanted was to secure more benefits for the ninjas on his team.
Their ninja talent might not have been particularly high, but they had always worked diligently.
They were the ones