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It was drizzling and the sky was overcast.

Zidi's father is buried behind the manor, together with her mother. This was the last wish made by Zidi's father the year her mother died.

Back then, he found the first pot of gold in his life. In order to marry Zidi's mother, he spent almost all his wealth on buying this hill and building this manor.

For Zidi's father, this is a witness to the glory of his life, the beginning of happiness, and the end of life.

The priest prayed and the coffin was lowered into the tomb.

A group of people dressed in black were silent and the atmosphere was solemn.

Zidi stood at the front, staring quietly at the coffin in front of her.

Here are buried her last relatives in this world.

Her face was expressionless, but her heart was full of grief and hatred.

Falling off a horse and dying, what a ridiculous cause of death!

Her father, as the president of a super chamber of commerce, has a black iron level of cultivation and owns many powerful protective weapons. Even if he was riding a horse with explosive hoofs, he would not die like this.

But such a ridiculous reason is accepted by people.

Ignorant people really believe and lament the impermanence of fate.

People who are well versed in social rules and have wisdom understand better - this is actually a cold and ferocious warning given to the lower class by the empire's powerful people - the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce is so large that the president of the Chamber of Commerce will suddenly fall off his horse and die one day. You should know who is in charge of this empire!

After the priest finished praying, someone took the shovel and filled the grave with soil.

Soon, the funeral was completed.

"Thank you, Father." Zidi, as a family member, expressed her gratitude to the priest.

"Beautiful lady, please express my condolences. May your father be guided by the gods and ascend to the kingdom of God." The priest consoled him.

Zidi's father is a believer in the God of Wealth, but he is not religious.

Among the believers of the God of Wealth, most of the devout ones are poor, while most of the rich ones have general beliefs.

This makes sense.

Those who have the ability to earn wealth will take the fruits of their hard work as their own and are less willing to contribute to the gods.

Poor and talentless people long for wealth, so they can only rely on prayer, and their beliefs are often devout.

Of course, there are also wealthy fanatics, but the number is obviously less than that of other gods.

Regarding the priest's blessing, Zidi knew very well that this was impossible.

Not to mention her father's beliefs, the most important point is that after her father fell from his horse and died, his own soul also dissipated.

In this world, just because a person dies does not mean that the secret is buried deep. Whether it is magic or divine arts, there are many ways to transcend death and dig out a lot of information.

The dissipation of the soul was obviously the clean handiwork of the murderer.

The real culprit behind the scenes is unwilling to leave any clues. It's not to worry about what Zidi or the people from the Chamber of Commerce will do, but to prevent this handle from falling into the hands of other powerful forces.

This has also led to the fact that Zidi and others still don't know who the enemy who killed their father is and what force is behind it.

"But I will still do my best to investigate the truth and avenge you! My...father."

Zidi stood there, like a statue, motionless for a long time.

The fat tongue behind him sighed and patted her shoulder: "Don't be too sad, Xiao Zidi."

"President, he actually has a premonition." Weiweiba

"He always loved you and felt guilty for you."

"After you rejected the Lord of Garden City, he withstood the pressure and never forced you again."

"Over the years, you refused his funds and never used a penny. Instead, you worked hard on your own. This made him feel distressed and very pleased. On many private occasions, he used every small achievement of yours to show off to me. ——He has such an excellent daughter.”

Zidi was silent for a long time: "Uncle Fat Tongue, I want to spend some time alone with my father."

"Okay." Fat Tongue nodded, turned around and waved, gesturing for others to stay away from the tombstone.

The group of people stood in the distance, looked at Zidi and the tombstone, and started talking in low voices.

"How long will she stay? How long do we have to wait?" Someone was impatient.

"Hmph, if she hadn't been huddled in the academy, how could the president have delayed the burial until now!" Someone expressed dissatisfaction with Zidi, "Even if there is a conflict between father and daughter, it won't be like this."

"According to the schedule, the next step is the meeting. Please do it as soon as possible. My time here is very tight."

Fat Tongue turned his head and looked at the crowd with an indifferent look. He said: If you want to wait, you can wait. If you don't want to wait or are pressed for time, you can leave directly, and you don't have to attend the meeting.

People's discussions suddenly stopped.

Fat Tongue turned his attention to Zi Di again, and he was worried. This group of people attending the funeral are all senior members of the Chamber of Commerce, or veterans, but now they have different thoughts. Some people want to go it alone, while others want to revitalize the Chamber of Commerce. Of course, there are spies among them. Compared with her father, Zidi has no authority over these people and will definitely not be able to control the situation.

As soon as the meeting began, Zidi said directly: "I don't know much about how to operate a chamber of commerce yet. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"Then let me tell you directly, my main business is the production of gryphon seats. But currently all the alchemists in the Chamber of Commerce have been poached, but I still have a large number of orders that have not been completed. I need help from the Chamber of Commerce. I have mobilized enough alchemists to help me get through this difficulty!"

"My flour business in Stone Statue City was also suppressed. The merchants in the city united and competed against me. They hired thugs to interfere with my store, and hired thieves to try to burn down my grain warehouse. I caught the thieves, But the city lord and the city guards are on their side, and there is no justice at all."

"My banks in various places in the Fire Ash Province have also suffered runs. Currently, my capital chain is directly broken and I need a lot of financial assistance."

…

Everyone is in a difficult situation. In the past, the Ziteng Chamber of Commerce was huge and very popular, and its business territory expanded rapidly, at a speed that even the president of the chamber of commerce was afraid of.

But now, everyone knows that the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce has collapsed, and most of the industry has been divided up by major forces. The satiated crocodiles slowly left the scene, and piranhas attracted by the smell of blood swarmed in. Everyone saw the remaining weakness of the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce, and everyone wanted to take a bite.

The elders left behind by the Chamber of Commerce were miserable, and they attended the meeting basically to seek help and to keep warm.

Faced with many requests, Zidi slowly shook her head: "I can't help you. In fact, I don't know what to do at all."

"Miss Zidi, it's actually very simple." The veteran who ran the bank smiled, "We know that in the past few years, your father has been remitting money to your account for your tuition."

"But in fact, the amount of money is huge and far exceeds the academic requirements."

"I think this should be the method that the president has prepared in advance to deal with our current situation."

The magic academy where Zidi studies has a transcendent status, and the assets in private accounts are often relatively safe.

Zidi blinked: "You mean, let me lend you this money?"

"Yes, as long as I get through this difficulty, I will definitely repay you many times over, beautiful lady." The elder said.

Zidi nodded: "I agree with this approach. In fact, I am willing to do my best to help you."

The elders of the Chamber of Commerce smiled one after another, and some began to praise Zidi for her kindness and responsibility, which was very much like the president's style.

Zidi thought for a moment: "I am willing to take out one hundred thousand gold coins as a loan. I hope you can use the black horse farm as a mortgage. At the same time, the interest rate is 10% per year."

The smiles of the chamber of commerce elders froze.

Fattongue was secretly amused. On the way here, he warned Zidi about many things, but after communicating, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Zidi was far more mature than he thought.

The elder who controlled the bank also changed his expression and stood up from his seat: "You are robbing!"

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