After about half an hour, Lang Zhimin took out a small notebook from his luggage. He looked through it and stuffed it into his arms. Then he left his room and walked out of the inn alone.
During the day, Dolphin City is bustling with traffic and commerce, but at night it is completely different.
There are very few pedestrians on the road. Except for some special businesses that are still open for business, most of the shops along the street close early after dark.
Lang Zhimin turned around on the street and came to a very high-end inn. This inn was magnificent and brightly lit. The guest room where each guest lived was a small courtyard.
After it walked into the inn, it walked towards a certain courtyard in the inn with a very clear goal without the help of the store clerk.
"Stop." There were two werewolf warriors standing guard at the entrance of a courtyard. When they saw a strange werewolf walking into the courtyard, they immediately took action to stop him.
"My name is Lang Zhimin. I have something to discuss with the steward. Could you please help me report it." Lang Zhimin said with his hands clasped in his fists.
"Wait a moment." One of the guards said, then turned and walked into the courtyard.
After a while, the guard who went to report came back and took Lang Zhimin to a certain wing in the yard.
This courtyard is quite large, with long and narrow corridors and numerous side rooms. If there is no one to guide the way, it will be very difficult to find the location of the steward here.
"The steward is in this wing, please come in!" The guard pointed to the wing in front of him and said to Lang Zhimin.
"Okay, thank you brother." Lang Zhimin smiled, and at the same time put a silver coin in his hand into the other person's hand.
"You're welcome." The guard squeezed the silver coins in his hand and smiled broadly.
"Dong dong dong..."
Lang Zhimin knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Lang Zhimin heard the noise inside and pushed the door open. This was a study room filled with various books. An old werewolf in gorgeous clothes was sitting on a chair and writing something at his desk.
"Here you come! Calculating the time, the last time we met should have been three years ago!" The werewolf manager put down the brush in his hand, looked at Lang Zhimin and smiled.
Lang Zhimin had cooperated with the other party for many years and was familiar with each other. He found a chair to sit down and replied with a smile, "Yes, three years have passed since then. I didn't expect Lord Wolf Crazy to actually
I’ll send you to Dolphin City to take charge.”
The steward smiled and said, "I heard that your eldest brother Lang Zhiliang successfully broke through more than a year ago and is now the only third-level mountain bandit near the border. Congratulations!"
"Master Steward, you've given me a reward. It doesn't matter if you are at the third level. You still have to tuck your tail between your legs and live cautiously." Lang Zhimin said with a smile, and at the same time he felt a little vigilant in his heart.
It decided that after returning this time, it would propose to its elder brother to move its base camp.
The werewolf manager looked meaningfully at Wolf Zhimin. How could he hide some of the little tricks they did in private? If it hadn't seen that these bandits were still useful, he would have ordered people to lead troops to annihilate them.
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Lang Zhimin's good intentions were completely destroyed by the steward, and he didn't want to spend more time with him, so he quickly took out a small notebook from his arms, got up and put the small notebook on the table.
The steward picked up the small book and opened it to read. The smile on his face gradually disappeared. He carefully looked at what Lang Zhimin recorded on the paper until his face turned serious.
Lang Zhimin sat on the chair and waited quietly. More than half an hour passed, and he finally waited until the other party had read all the reports it had collected.
"Master Steward, are you satisfied with the reports I collected this time?" Lang Zhimin asked with a smile.
The steward picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of water. He said calmly, "Yes, this report is much more detailed than the previous one. It seems that you have made a lot of progress over the years...Lang Zhimin, do you want to consider it?"
Join us now.”
Gani/Ma, even if I die, I will not join you and become the minions of Wolf Madness... Although Lang Zhimin cursed in his heart, he remained calm on his face.
You are such a cunning person, so shameless. I showed you great mercy and let it go, but you still don’t know how to cherish it. When you are destroyed in the future, I will see that you will not regret it... The manager sneered in his heart and drank from the teacup again.
Had a few sips of tea.
The matter of recruitment was never mentioned again while both parties remained silent.
"Master Steward, I spent a lot of effort to collect these reports. The collection process was arduous, and three brothers died. Look at the reward..." Lang Zhimin rubbed his hands and smiled.
said.
"Crack."
The steward got up, went to the cabinet on the side, opened the cabinet, took out two small bags and placed them on the table.
"boom."
"These are the remunerations reported this time. If you record more and more details next time, the remuneration will be greater then," the steward said.
Lang Zhimin stepped forward and took the bag, opened it one by one and looked at it, and found that in addition to gold coins, the reward this time also included spiritual stones.
It was very happy now, and quickly thanked the werewolf steward, "Thank you, steward. I will continue to work hard and provide you with a more detailed report as much as possible."
The steward waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, you deserve this."
"Master Steward, do you have anything else to explain? If not, I'll leave first." Lang Zhimin asked.
"No, you can go," the steward said.
Lang Zhimin nodded and left the study with the reward in his hand.
After Lang Zhimin left, the werewolf steward sat quietly on his chair, recalling in his mind the reports his people had collected not long ago, combined with the reports sent by Lang Zhimin.
It suddenly opened its eyes, got up and went to a wall in the study. It looked at the overall map of the pig-headed territory hanging on the wall, and focused on a piece of land to the east.
"This is the territory of psychic birds and strange beasts. What is so special about this place? Why did Zhutong send so many pig-headed warriors to this place?"
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After coming out of the high-end inn, Lang Zhimin was humming a tune while thinking about his thoughts.
"I really didn't expect it! This time the newspaper was sold for so much money. Not to mention the 20 spiritual stones, just these 50 gold coins are far beyond my expectations."
When it returned to the ordinary and somewhat simple inn, it was already very late, and it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening.
Walking into the lobby of the inn, he saw Zhu DaDa and his pig-headed men having a midnight snack.
"Lang Zhimin, you are back!" Zhu boldly drank up the noodle soup and then said.
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This chapter has been completed!