Not Five Tenths, Three Tenths-Luo Wen Was a Generous Man

"That's more like it. Tell me, how much are you going to give me?"

Luo Wen patted Morgans on the shoulder and asked.

"You get 50% of the final net profit!"

Morgans, suppressing his heartache, forced a sincere expression and spoke.

He's already cutting his own losses by 50%.

It's worth noting that the total circulation of the Luo Wen newspaper exceeded 400 million.

A newspaper sells for 100 Beli, with a profit margin of about one-tenth, meaning you earn 10 Beli per newspaper.

If 50% is given to Luo Wen, that's 2 billion Beli.

The thought of having 2 billion Beli deducted from his account made Morgans' heart clench.

If it weren't for the fact that Luo Wen was so strong and he was still in Lowen's hands, Morgans would definitely have tried to negotiate.

"That's too much. I'm not the kind of person who would take something by trickery or force."

Luo Wen shook his head and said with a smile.

"Real?"

Morgans' bird-like eyes widened in disbelief.

As far as he knew, Luo Wen should be the kind of person who was obsessed with money.

Why would you turn away money that's offered to you?

Did he mishear?

"Of course, the World Economy News Paper is your life's work, taking 50% is really too much for me."

"Thirty percent, you just need to give me thirty percent of the shares in the World Economy News Paper."

Luo Wen held up three fingers and smiled quite gently.

To be honest, he's got his eye on the World Economy News Paper.

This is the largest newspaper in the pirate world, you could even say it's the only one with a dominant position, and it has a powerful influence worldwide.

Controlling it is equivalent to controlling mainstream public opinion.

He already had some things in Dressrosa that he wanted to collaborate with the World Economy News Paper on (promoting his new power and the auction of Caesar), and now that was convenient.

???

Morgans looked utterly bewildered, practically ready to swear.

The 50% he mentioned only refers to 50% of the content in the Luo Wen newspaper.

What Luo Wen wanted was 30%, but it represented 30% of his entire World Economy News Paper.

Compared to that, this is like worshipping an ancestor on his head!

Instinctively, Morgans wanted to refuse. "This, excuse me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Morgans saw a cold glint in Luo Wen's eyes.

Suddenly, Morgans broke out in a cold sweat.

The man before me is the new emperor of the high seas, an existence I cannot refuse.

Never mind, just treat it as worshipping an ancestor.

Morgans sighed and accepted Luo Wen's terms.

"Lord Luo Wen, you should have been a major shareholder of our World Economy News Paper long ago!"

Morgans forced a smile and said to Luo Wen.

"That's more like it. I won't take this money for nothing."

"I'll protect the World Economy News Paper from now on, understand?"

Luo Wen, disguised as Tu Shan Mimi, brought the World Economy News Paper under his control.

However, unlike Tu Shan Mimi, he will not transition to the parody/meme genre.

"I understand!"

Morgans agreed repeatedly, which offered him some comfort.

Luo Wen is one of the world's top experts; with him protecting them, the World Economy News Paper can be considered safe.

Although, without Luo Wen's World Economy News Paper, there would be no danger.

Very good, I admire you.

"Remember not to try anything funny, or I'll lose my temper."

Luo Wen placed his palm in front of Morgans, spreading it out flat.

Then, he suddenly clenched his fist.

Boom!

The immense force compressed the air in his palm, producing a piercing pop.

It was like a bomb exploding right in front of me.

The strong airflow hit Morgans' face, causing him a dull ache.

"I understand, Luo Wen."

Morgans was sweating and nodded repeatedly.

He had no doubt that the force of Luo Wen's grip was enough to crush him into a ball!

Luo Wen nodded slightly, then instructed, "Good to know. Don't leave Dressrosa recently. Something big is about to happen here, which is perfect for you to showcase your abilities."

"Yes, Luo Wen!"

Morgans nodded in agreement and watched Luo Wen leave.

But what about something more important?

Morgans was somewhat puzzled.

The most powerful family in Dressrosa, Doflamingo's Donquixote Family, has been destroyed by Luo Wen.

What other major events are happening on this land?

Is Luo Wen up to something?

Morgans' heart skipped a beat, and he became somewhat excited.

Luo Wen took down Doflamingo as soon as he arrived in the New World. What will he do next?

Morgans became somewhat curious.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't come up with a solution, so I gave up.

Anyway, when the time is right, Luo Wen will naturally tell him.

Soon, Morgans returned to the World Economy News Paper's branch in Dressrosa, sat in his office, and began calculating the profits to be handed over to Luo Wen.

"The World Economy News Paper sells about one billion copies of the newspaper each year. Each newspaper makes a net profit of ten Beli. If Luo Wen receives 30%, that's 3 billion Beli annually!"

Morgans tapped on his calculator and produced an astonishing number.

"Is this much?"

Morgans felt sorry for his Beli.

"No, you can't calculate it like that."

Morgans shook his head and began to force a balance.

If we look at it from another angle, the World Economy News Paper paying 30% of its profits to Luo Wen can be considered as finding a powerful backer of the level of Four Emperors).

Compared to the other Four Emperors, this one is even more reliable.

He had considered joining forces with one of the Four Emperors before.

However, since Red-Haired recruits people at will, he just wasn't one of them.

Whitebeard goes without saying; he's willing to be someone's son, and the person doesn't even have to agree to it!

As for Big Mom and Kaido, these two are even more formidable. One is a violent madman, and the other is a martial arts enthusiast. Joining their ranks is more dangerous than not joining them.

In retrospect, Luo Wen is actually a good choice.

But spending 3 billion Beli every year still hurts my heart!

Ahhh!

Morgans, sporting a bird's head, let out a scream.

It's all Kizaru's fault. If he hadn't deliberately misled me, I wouldn't have paid such a high price.

"Damn Kizaru, you'll pay!"

Morgans said viciously.

Openly confronting him is obviously out of the question, but subtly making things difficult for him with newspapers is quite easy.

He vowed to make Kizaru's shoes fit perfectly!

Morgans walked toward the editorial department, muttering about how he would make Kizaru pay.

He needed to report on Luo Wen's victory over Doflamingo today as soon as possible; it couldn't be delayed.