A strange world

Chapter 1122 Section 44. No one can stop Annan from making money

Annan always thought that he was very rich. He was the master of the floating city, a wealthy aristocrat, and a well-known businessman with more than 100 commercial streets.

But what does it mean to compare with the people of Wilhelm?

"One hundred golems cost 25,000 gold coins. They didn't even inspect the goods. They gave me a deposit of 10,000 gold coins without blinking an eye... and the wheelchair, which was just a few broken pieces of wood put together, actually agreed. I spent 500 gold coins to buy them all... They are really rich..."

Annan was very envious and wished he could turn into a robber and take out all the money in their pockets... But how could robbery make money as fast as him?

"That's a good thing," Skeleton King said.

"Yeah, it's a good thing..."

However, all the items were bought by a few people, which did not have the effect of promoting... He still had to get some more goods.

It would be a waste of time to spend another month transporting goods by sea and land. The Green City did not prohibit spellcasting. Annan simply opened the portal and asked Ingrid, the general manager of Liberty City, to prepare another set of goods.

If the bra, glasses, wheelchair, and fast cloth could all be crammed into the tree house, the two kinds of golems would definitely not be able to... even if they were crammed in, they would not be able to hold it.

The tree house is just a big tree more than ten meters high.

On the other side, Samael Nightsong noticed the strange movement on Annan's side and led the elf guards into the embassy area. As soon as they approached the tree house where Annan was, a burst of heated noise could be heard.

"Put it this way - don't be gentle, it's a demon statue made of steel. If it falls on it, it will kill you!"

Annan stood in the crowd and directed, causing a group of humans to appear out of nowhere and place golems covered with fast cloth around the tree house.

"What are you doing?"

Annan turned around and greeted the night elf elder.

"What are you doing?" Samael Yege asked again.

"Prepare... alliance gifts." Annan changed his words in time, changed the goods into gifts, and blocked his mouth: "The elf who cannot combine wisdom and beauty, has a rich history of 40,000 years, and sits on the World Tree Didn’t you prepare a gift?”

The night elf elders suddenly had no reason to blame Annan for his behavior.

"We still need to negotiate to form an alliance, and the royal court doesn't need your gifts."

"Don't you need it?" Annan pretended to be distressed: "Then I finally prepared so many things... Now, how about I sell them to other envoys?"

"You still want to do business here?" Samael Yege's face darkened, almost as dark as a dark elf.

"That's what I really think. Our Elf King Family has a great cause and can flourish for another 40,000 years, but Liberty City cannot. I still have a family to support, so I have to support myself, and no one can be idle."

"Please respect the traditions of the elves."

"What tradition? Humans are not allowed to stay in the embassy or are not allowed to do business? But I saw a lot of elf shops in the Green City yesterday..." Annan spat out a string of retorts.

Samael Yege was speechless.

Although elves have a long lifespan, they cannot compare with more talented humans in some things...such as being shameless, being shameless, and telling lies with open eyes.

The noisy humans walking back and forth made Samael Nightsong a little irritated. The night elf elder said coldly: "I want them all."

Annan said in surprise: "Are you sure? These products together cost almost 30,000 gold..."

"Kael'thas, go get the money." Samael Nightsong proved it with his actions.

Annan immediately discovered that the old face of the night elf elder was more handsome than most elves.

"Don't be stunned, quickly prepare what the elf elders want, and bring in a batch of samples."

Samael Yege's face froze with the relief that had just appeared: "What does 'bring in another batch' mean?"

"Isn't it reasonable to restock something when it's sold out?" Annan looked innocent.

Samael Yege stared at Annan silently, and Annan looked at him calmly.

Abandoning a forest for a tree... is obviously not cost-effective!

"You've gone too far."

"I just want to do business. As a future ally of the Elven Court, I should have some privileges, right?"

"No."

"You mean... Wang Ting is not prepared to form an alliance with me?"

Samael Yege couldn't answer, so he could only propose one step: "That's not what I meant..."

"Then why are you stopping me?" Annan spread his hands.

"...how many more products are there?"

The night elf elder didn't want to waste any more time, and his tone was more arrogant than the Wilhelm people - after all, the elves had accumulated wealth for 40,000 years.

Annan's eyes glowed with a real light.

It turns out that the Elf Royal Court is the biggest treasure house!

"We currently have 300 golems in stock. The current assembly rate of the Liberty City factory is 20 golems per day, and each one costs 250 gold coins. The Elf Celebration lasts for one month, which is 600 units. Added together, it is... 220,000 gold coins."

"Two hundred thousand gold coins?" Samael Yege thought, still within the scope of his acceptance.

"We haven't finished yet, there are bras, fast pants, wheelchairs...Without the change, if you give me 600,000 gold coins, I can buy out all the products in Liberty City this month, except for the magic stone!"

Although products such as bras and glasses have low unit prices, they are also low-cost and can be produced in large quantities.

Annan still had some conscience and didn't include the magic stone in it - otherwise, the 10-gold-coin magic stone would burn a magic image and sell for 100 gold coins, so you could have as many as you wanted.

Samael Yege was silent for a long time, looking for excuses to stay away from the greedy Annan.

"Then do you still want these things? Do you want them?"

"No……"

Samael Yege fled and left the tree house amid Annan's constant voice of "Move quickly, move quickly."

In this round of confrontation, Annan won completely.

The elf captain Kael'thas came back with the money, a little unwilling to accept it: "It's only three hundred thousand gold coins, look at him making the green city a mess..."

"Even if you give him three hundred thousand gold, he won't be honest..." Samael Yege saw it clearly, "Annan can do whatever he wants, I'm not here for him. "

The tree house was lively for a while before it returned to quiet. The price was that three hundred golems were placed around the tree house, guarding Annan like guards.

Samael Yege turned around, out of sight.

After more than ten minutes, the night elf elder waited for the person he was looking for.

Yi Ruilanze walked from a distance with a basket full of First Heart Fruits on her shoulders, humming a cheerful tune, and her face was filled with happiness.

"Irelanze."

"Elder." Irilanze stopped and saluted the unfamiliar night elf elder.

"I am Samael Nightsong. Elder Aurora told me that you are proficient in master-level transformation, right?"

"That's right, what's the matter?" Irilanze looked at the night elves curiously.

Samael Yege said solemnly: "Irilanze, I issue a special call to you as the captain of the Dark Night."