Wang Mingchen's words filled Li Sheng with wild delight.
As the Supreme Emperor of Yan, Wang Daoyuan's words carried more weight than an imperial decree.
With such praise, his future prospects were assured.
He hurriedly cupped his hands. "Your Majesty overpraises me. With my little bit of ability, I can only make small ripples. I cannot be called a great talent."
Wang Mingchen smiled. "Hall Master Li, you are too modest. You have overseen the various branches in Zhao Kingdom for centuries.
Even when the Zhao Clan restored its kingdom and turned all of Zhao Kingdom into a field of ruins, the businesses of the various branches were not greatly affected.
That was because of Hall Master Li's capable leadership. How could you say you are not a great talent?
With so many branches in Zhao Kingdom, having them all directly governed by the Wan Chuan Merchant Guild's main headquarters would be far too troublesome.
I intend for the merchant guild to emulate Bloodshadow's structure and establish first-tier branches and second-tier branches.
A first-tier branch can be established here at Sanhe Market. It would be best for Hall Master Li to remain the president of this Sanhe branch.
Yan Kingdom has not been established for many years, and we still lack manpower, but our territory is vast.
If Hall Master Li achieves something, being granted a title and lands will not be a problem."
This was an unmistakable promise. Li Sheng's face was full of joy. "Thank you, Your Majesty. This servant will go through fire and water, spill his brains and blood, to repay Your Majesty's great grace."
"Hall Master Li, there is no need for such ceremony. Once I send people to negotiate with Zhao Kingdom, all the branches within Zhao Kingdom may hang the merchant guild's signboard.