Garcia nodded, holding a cigar in his mouth, and walked towards the downtown commercial street.
Since working for Rennes, he found that he had become a professional errand boy. The most speechless thing was that he had no idea what he or his boss was doing.
Businessman Stanley is an old acquaintance of Garcia and Susanna, and has hired them as bodyguards many times.
Ren also knew him. He was in his caravan when he first entered the plains, and he was deeply impressed by him.
After all, whenever he encountered danger, Stanley would get under the carriage skillfully and swiftly. His movements were so graceful and smooth that even Ren was a little ashamed of himself.
Susanna asked with some curiosity in her beautiful eyes: "Why are you looking for that shrewd philistine guy?"
"You don't need to worry about this. You go to Hualiu Street to find Mrs. Ally, make an appointment, and say that there is a big deal to discuss." Ren said with a smile.
Mrs. Ellie, on the surface, is a charming social butterfly, very popular in the local area, but secretly controls more than 70% of the flesh and blood business in Durham City.
"What kind of business? Let her go to bed with you? Be careful of being deceived into losing your pants by her!"
Susanna put her hands on her waist, pursed her red lips, and glared at Ren with her bright eyes, obviously not interested in Mrs. Ally.
Ren put his hands in his pockets and said in a leisurely tone: "I know she is a femme fatale, and I don't intend to talk about love with her, just about money.
Men all have needs, and as a business, our service must take care of all aspects of our customers."
It's not like she's serving him anyway. Women like Mrs. Ellie are very hot to deal with. Even if she wants to have a kidney for friendship, he won't look for her.
"Okay, boss, I'll go right away, but I have to remind you, don't let her fool you during negotiations."
Susanna put up her red hair, stepped out on her long toned legs, and walked towards Hualiu Street in the north of the city.
She has met Aili several times and dealt with her several times, but she has no favorable impression of her.
"Xig, take 20 workers, hire 5 carriages, and go to the mall to transport the tents." Ren continued to order.
1,000 tents have been delivered so far, and the remaining 3,000 will take some time. This expenditure alone cost 3,200 gold, and the price is much cheaper if purchased in bulk.
"Okay, President."
Sigg responded with a clear voice. He was also wearing blue work clothes and looked quite energetic.
"What about me, President, what should I do?"
Wen Xi scratched his afro and asked with a naive expression.
Ren grinned: "Nothing, the juvenile sand sculpture we ordered should be sent to the pet market.
You go get the goods, and you will take care of it from now on and be responsible for feeding it every day."
Wen Xi looked a little aggrieved and muttered in a low voice: "Why do I do such unimportant work every time?"
He felt that his boss did not take him seriously and underestimated his abilities.
Raising his eyebrows, Ren smiled brightly, patted his shoulder, and said sincerely:
"Wen Xi, you are doing the most important job. The original intention of our association was to protect this kind of bird. Making money is just a side job.
Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, and he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin... In short, the future of our association depends on you, do you understand?"
Wen Xi: (?˙ー˙?), what is the boss talking about?
Wen Xi was quickly deceived and couldn't find Bei. He felt that his task was important and arduous, so he left happily.
Everything went well. For the next period of time, everyone in the Sand Sculpture Protection Association was engaged in work and was very busy every day.
Three days later, at the construction site, workers were working in full swing. It could be seen that hundreds of blue tents had been erected neatly.
The sky is clear and the clouds are white.
Wen Xi wore a green safety helmet, walked steadily, and carried a bundle of steel pipes, which were the skeleton of the tent.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Sigg next to him, and sighed: "Brother, I didn't expect that one day I would return to my old business."
Before meeting Sigg, he was an ordinary worker moving bricks. By chance, he met Sigg, who came to the plains to work hard.
Bang!
Sigg dropped the two bundles of steel pipe skeletons on the ground, causing a lot of dust to rise. He took a breath and said, "Come ashore with a clear conscience and start a new life. This is how the president described it.
To be honest, doing legal work is quite reassuring. At least you don't have to worry about being suddenly shot in the head by some bounty hunter.
Or maybe one day I get caught in the 7th round and sit in jail forever."
At this moment, he suddenly felt that if this kind of work could make money, it would indeed be better than being a bandit and gangster, and he would not have to be hated and reviled by others.
Wen Xi also put down the bundle of steel pipes in his hand, picked up a bottle of mineral water on the ground, and took a sip.
He pointed to a tent not far away and said angrily: "Boss, I can't understand it. Ever since the president and the businessman named Stanley said something to each other the day before yesterday.
In the past two days, more than 30 businessmen, large and small, came to the boss with flattering and flattering attitudes. I listened for a while yesterday and I got goosebumps.
It seems like overnight, the president has become a hot commodity, and everyone wants to take a bite."
Wen Xi was really confused. The day before yesterday, when Ren and Stanley had an appointment, he stood guard outside the tent.
The businessman looked suspicious when he went in, and even said that their behavior was nonsense and a waste of money, but when he came out, he looked like he was having an epileptic fit and looked fanatical.
"I'm also surprised that the merchants who came to see the president sell everything from clothes and shoes, oil and salt, rice, vegetables... groceries.
They all look like they are here to make a fortune. How easy is it to make money these days?" Sigg touched his chin and thought.
It's a pity that he exited the "sage mode" at this time, and there was too little information to analyze the reason.
As if remembering something, Wen Xi wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and exclaimed: "Boss, the woman who entered the tent not long ago is simply top-notch.
With that figure and that face, the president is really beautiful and blessed. If I could sleep with that kind of woman, I would be willing to shorten my life by ten years."
Hearing this, Sigur also had a lustful look on his face and his breathing was a bit rapid: "Indeed, she is fair-skinned, beautiful, and has a voluptuous figure. She is much more attractive than Susanna. The president is so young, I guess he can't control it."
"The president should be there now, right? I don't know what posture he's using, I'm jealous."
"The tents are all closed. It's probably very intense."
Hey Hey!
The two looked at each other, smiled, and at the same time glanced at the blue tent not far away, where Ren received guests.
Outside the tent, Susanna and Garcia were guarding one on the left and the other like two door gods.
With a lewd smile on his face, Garcia put his ear close to the edge of the tent, as if he wanted to hear something, but found nothing.
He looked slightly disappointed and said softly: "Is that woman so boring? She doesn't even scream?"
Immediately, Garcia turned his attention to Susanna, wanting to see her reaction.
