Ye glanced at the signature with satisfaction, raised Teuchi and snapped his fingers.
The two ANBU guys who were guarding the door immediately pushed the door open and entered.
They pushed the two wooden boxes containing the deposit to Kuroda's feet.
The lid of the box popped open, and two boxes of new banknotes with serial numbers were neatly packed.
The brand-new ink luster dazzled Kuroda.
He almost missed the breath.
He lowered his body and grasped the handle of the box with both hands.
The whole person was shaking with excitement.
At this moment, he has regarded the two boxes of banknotes as the future authority of Land of Birds.
This time, he didn't even dare to leave the front door.
He turned around and pushed open the back window, not even taking the cloak in the corner.
Then he dragged two cash boxes and turned them out with difficulty.
Outside the window, the box wheel rolled over Frozen Ground with difficulty.
Soon it was lost in the howling wind and snow.
Obito then walked out of the screen and stared at the back window in despair.
He grabbed his already messy hair and kneaded it into a mess.
"Are these people out of their minds?"
Obito pointed out the window, his voice trembling.
"Not only did he take the initiative to lower the price, he also pledged all his wealth to repay the price!"
"As long as they communicate with each other, won't our trick be useless?"
I collected Mining Rights Deed at night and sealed it in my personal scroll.
Emotion Points flashed across the screen in his mind, making him feel more and more comfortable.
Ye picked up the pure gold abacus and weighed it twice, still casually speaking.
"This is called the capitalist's Prisoner's Dilemma."
"With your kind of straight-brained brain, there's no way you can turn this corner."
I turned the beads on the abacus at night, and there was a loud clattering sound.
"Everyone knows that cooperation is the safer choice."
"But when the benefits are too great to refuse, they are afraid that their teammates will betray them first."
"At that point, there is no other way."
"Be the first to betray the other party, and you will get more money."
"At this point, the iron Alliance in their mouths is worse than a fart."
Ye threw the abacus on the table.
"They will only abandon the bottom line, engage in crazy involution, and compete to sell teammates."
Obito stared down at the mortgage contract, his face twitching.
He finally got the hang of this cruel game.
"So, this deposit will force him to increase debt and expand production?"
"After three months, we can terminate the contract without liability according to the terms?"
"If he can't return the deposit, will the three mines be used to pay off the debt?"
Ye threw the heavy pure gold abacus directly into the arms of Obito.
Obito was forced to take two steps back, and the abacus beads rang out.
"Correct answer."
At night, I walked to the window, closed the back window tightly, and patted the broken snow off the window frame.
He then turned around and blew out the oil lamp on the table.
In the darkness, Obito held the golden abacus and did not speak for a long time.
At night, I walked toward the inner room by the dim light of the charcoal basin.
He also made a conclusion for tonight's victory.
"From tomorrow onwards, this group of bugs who are crazy about being cheated will be willing to pay off their debts for Konoha mining."
"The first phase of the mission, differentiation Alliance, ended perfectly."
When he entered the inner room, Ye stopped and left a few words of advice.
"Okay, don't make it difficult for your walnut-sized brain."
"Sleep peacefully and remember to get up early tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning, the people lining up to deliver the mine to us will block the entire street outside Underground Money House."
At dawn, White Zetsu scattered in the city sent the first information back to the inn.
I leaned against the window at night and listened, and every word Trading Company Headquarters yelled and cursed was repeated exactly as it was.
Land of Birds's heavy snow sealed the entire border.
The cold wind kept pouring into the cracks in Trading Company Headquarters's windows.
In the luxurious office on the top floor, silver charcoal is burning in a brass basin.
The room was warm, even a bit hot.
Dahe Long leaned on the back of the large chair, with precious animal skins spread under his body.
There was black and blue under his eye sockets, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He stared at the Mining District schedule and did not look away for a long time.
He picked up a cinnabar pen and made several red crosses on the form.
His strength was so great that the pen tip directly broke the paper.
Golden Silk Nanmu also left a deep scratch on the table.
"Waste paper! It's all fucking waste paper!"
Dahe Long crumpled the broken form into a ball, raised his hand and hit the manager in the face.
His tone was anxious and cruel.
"Go tell the mine manager below that all family visits and rest breaks are cancelled!"
"Change the two shifts to continuous rotation!"
He took a long drag on the pipe, choked and coughed repeatedly, and his face became more and more ferocious.
"Kuroda dragged two cash boxes home last night!"
"That old bastard definitely took the private order behind my back!"
"He wants to eat all the meat by himself!"
"Tell the people down there that as long as you can still breathe, you have to go down the well with a pickaxe!"
"If we can't dig out enough mines, we'll all be doomed!"
The steward next to him was trembling with fear, but he could only bite the bullet and speak.
"Sir, the people below have been digging for sixteen hours straight."
"If you keep pushing me to death like this, someone will really die."
"If the miners blow up the camp, we won't be able to suppress it at all!"
"You have to suppress it even if you can't!"
Dahe Long slapped his palm on the table, the purple sand tea cup jingled, and the hot tea spilled all over the floor.
"Go find someone at Black Market!"
"Take Land of Fire's deposit as collateral and borrow money from Underground Money House!"
"Hire more ruthless people as overseers!"
"Whoever dares to stop working will be beaten until he is willing to do it!"
"I only care about the amount of ore that comes out of the well every day, and I don't care about anything else!"
Several confidants nodded repeatedly, cold sweat dripping down their temples and into their collars.
As soon as the first report ended, the second White Zetsu came to the east of the city.
Inside Kuroda Residence, the earth dragon is burning brightly, and the room feels warm.
Two large boxes had been violently pried open, and half of the warehouse was covered with new banknotes with serial numbers.
The smell of ink mixed with the best incense makes people drunk.
Kuroda is holding a glass of warm sake, with a soft snow fox fur carpet under his feet.
His eyes were full of enthusiasm, admiring the wealth that filled the warehouse.
But he put down his wine glass, glanced at the regular production report on the desk, and a wrinkle immediately formed between his brows.
How can this little production capacity be enough to complete the order corresponding to the deposit?
He pulled over the Black Market employment roster and circled a long list of names with a pen.
The people on the list are all wandering samurai and traitorous ninjas.
"Go and raise the price for recruiting these people to twice the market price."
"No, mention it three times!"
Kuroda spoke very casually, and his tone was too relaxed.
"If we don't have enough cash, we will mortgage the land deeds of dozens of acres of land outside the city to Money House."
"No matter how high the interest rate is, this money must be loaned out immediately!"
The housekeeper's scalp felt numb as he looked at the papers full of killers and traitorous ninjas.
"Sir, these are fierce gods who lick blood with their swords."
"Let them take charge of Mining District. Once they act inappropriately, a lot of lives will be lost."
"When the time comes, Mining District will turn into purgatory."
"Confused."
Kuroda glanced at the butler sideways and picked up a piece of pastry from the plate.
He chewed it carefully for a few times before swallowing the pastry.
"At this time, I feel sorry for the lives of these untouchables. They just can't get along with money."
"How much does it cost to die?"
"Just pay some pension and let it go. Compared with this big deal, it's not even a fraction."
He picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then threw the tray back.
"Pass my word, send all these people into Mining District."
"I don't care about the process or means. The ore that is weighed every day must fill the warehouse."
"Whoever dares to take the lead in making trouble and delaying my construction period will let the supervisors solve it in their own way."
The subordinate who received the reward order retreated trembling.
The room was quiet for a moment. After much hesitation, the housekeeper couldn't help but took a half step forward and lowered his voice.
"Master, if this commotion is too big, if the higher-ups find out about it... I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain."