Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence

Chapter 632 - 41: The Empire’s Grand Crusade and the Senator’s Invitation (Part 4)

Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence

Chapter 632 - 41: The Empire’s Grand Crusade and the Senator’s Invitation (Part 4)

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After finishing, she alluringly pointed her finger in front of Su Li's nose: "Moreover, since you are a distinguished guest of the senator, I'll just symbolically charge you a 3% transaction fee."

Remir, standing beside, reproachfully said: "President Elle, you have already reduced the fee from 6% to 3%, why not just waive it altogether? Just exempt Knight Suli from the fee."

"That won't do." President Elle pretended to be angry, swaying as she looked at Remir, coquettishly saying: "Reducing from 6% to 3% was me sacrificing my own profit and cost, a benefit for my brother, not involving any rules. But if I eliminate the 3%, I'd be violating the headquarters' regulations, would get penalized, and wouldn't be able to provide further conveniences for you all. I wouldn't care, without this position, at worst, I would get some post at my brother's territory. But my brother, such a kind person, wouldn't bear to see his sister fired, left destitute and without support, right?"

Su Li, uninterested in dealing with her, just smiled faintly without replying. He could clearly see that they were putting on a show to intentionally curry favor with him.

He had seen many of Green Tea's tricks. Just yesterday, the elf Green Tea, Silvana, came to him during dinner at night, saying, 'Lord, my hand is so cold, just touch it if you don't believe me.'

Trying to win him over with such petty favors was impossible! So after Su Li touched her hand and took advantage, he waved her away. Anyway, yesterday Hilude avoided a fierce battle, full of energy. He wasn't lacking in women, thinking a breakthrough like Silvana's could win him over was purely wishful thinking.

He was like this with Silvana, completely immune to President Elle's flirtatious glances.

Seeing Su Li's indifferent attitude, Remir knew he must be confident, perhaps fearlessly confident that the artifact would definitely be hotly contested, unwilling to easily hand it over to an auction house.

He decisively shifted the topic, pointing at a gray-bearded wizard in a robe, and introduced: "This is Roger Chris, the President of the Gray Market Trading Company and also a powerful Five Ring wizard. He has the most gray items in Marle Castle. If Knight Suli needs to purchase any high-end merchandise, President Roger is your best choice."

This introduction invigorated Su Li's spirits, and he nodded slightly to Roger. Clearly, his status was genuinely different now.

Initially, when he first arrived at Marle Castle and engaged with the Gray Market Trading Company, he could only liaise with one of their subsidiary slave capture team's stewards.

Now, he could directly share a table with the president of their Gray Market Trading Company.

Finally, Remir pointed to a chubby half-elf, introducing: "This is the President of the Comrade Friendship Club, Greed, Blanbrown Pijin. He is the wealthiest banker, merchant, and investor in Marle Castle. I heard you have some connections. If Knight Suli's territory is facing any financial crisis, he might be able to offer you substantial help."

Su Li raised an eyebrow, asking: "You all seem certain that my territory has encountered some minor issues?"

Blanbrown grinned, his voice carrying the typically sharp characteristic of half-elves: "Hahaha, no need to hide it, Lord Su Li. In Marle Castle, we've seen this many times, lords rushing in with so-called treasures from their territories. Without help from acquaintances, the city's unscrupulous merchants would greet them with friendly smiles while swiftly taking them apart."

"However, there are always generous nobles in Marle Castle, willing to lend a helping hand to those impoverished nobles, helping them weather the storm and grow stronger."

"And the price?" Su Li calmly sat in the chair that President Elle had pulled out for him.

"Good question!" A cold, hard voice came from outside the door: "Perhaps we can collaborate. I heard your territory has attracted numerous mountain dwarves, capable of crafting countless exquisite weapons. And as you know, I am the chairman of Marle Castle's Equipment Manufacturing and Production Committee! This means we can amass a colossal fortune."

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