When Bai Qingqian arrived at Zhaoyang Palace, which was dozens of miles outside Mirage City, she found that there were not as many guests as she had imagined.
In the Zhaoyang Hall, dozens of people gathered, feasting on delicacies and doing extravagant things. This is a characteristic of businessmen, and it is the same everywhere.
After looking around for a while, I already had a rough idea in my mind. Most of the people who came were top figures from various large and small firms, with high standards. However, there were no Quanzhen Sect firms among them, and there were also a few Demon Sect sects missing. It was obvious. , was deliberately excluded.
Most of these merchants are merchants from Wu Sect, Anhe, Taihao, and Buddhism. They can treat the Bai family like this, but they dare not openly confront the Demon Sect Alliance. This is their strength.
Even though Southwest Taoism is far superior to the Demon Sect Alliance in terms of financial resources, the Demon Sect Alliance has a very unusual characteristic, that is, if it cannot compete, it will overturn the table.
But when you are making a lot of money smoothly, the last thing you want is for someone to ignore the rules, so you have to be patient.
She has determined that something might really happen at such a night banquet. At least, it is necessary to create pressure on Bai Ji at the banquet.
Using one's power to dominate others is the Taoist's favorite method, subduing the enemy's troops without fighting.
Bai Qingqian sighed and walked towards the crowd. She had no choice but to escape from the circle of these people, because once upon a time the Bai family was one of them, and now she has to cut ties with them and make mistakes.
The merchants of the Demon Sect are not strong enough and are unable to borrow spiritual stones. This is a helpless reality.
For survival, they have to rely on the Demon Sect, and for business, they have to rely on the Dao Sect. This is the crux of the problem.
The host was very enthusiastic and went out of his way to welcome me, but underneath his warm appearance, he was shrewd and calculating in his words.
"If fellow Taoist Bai are willing to come, my Zhaoyang Palace will be full of glory; a group of old men and old women, just an orchid in the empty valley, Taoist Brother Bai, will add a bit of artistic conception to the ordinary. Otherwise, people will come back and say that Zhaoyang Palace is a Zhumen's meat smell." , extravagant and lustful, the face of a group of nouveau riche."
Bai Qingqian smiled brightly, "All of you seniors have been in business for a long time, and many of them started from scratch. Qingqian is just taking advantage of his father and ancestors, and he is really uneasy about occupying this position."
After all, Zeng Ji’s qualifications are here, and he doesn’t bother to talk in circles, “Do you know, Fellow Daoist Bai, that the loan from Sihai Company has been transferred to me, Fu Yunlai? I invited Fellow Daoist Bai here this time just to explain the matter. After all, the lender Borrowers still need to communicate well, otherwise it will be difficult to explain clearly the beginning and end later.”
Bai Qingqian knew that the drama was coming, but she had no way out, "I asked Senior Zeng to make it clear, what exactly is the charter for Fuyun to take over Baiji Notes?"
Zeng Ji narrowed his eyes and said, "People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. If the fortune comes, we will take back all the loans because we have a big deal to discuss."
But I am not an unreasonable person, and I can give Bai Ji the opportunity to repay the loan in installments, but the prerequisite is that all the precious artifacts in your account must be resold at a good price and cannot be resold without authorization."
Bai Qingqian was not surprised at all. There were just a few back and forth in business affairs, it was not unusual;
Zeng Ji smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Bai should be very aware of Bai Ji's current situation. It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes. In the mirage, no one dares to accept your goods anymore. The Taoist sect will not accept it, and the magic sect cannot accept it...
I heard that the leases of many of the shops you have written down are coming to an end, and the owners have other uses for them? There is also mirage taxation. I heard that the Jiedu government is very dissatisfied with your hoarding, thinking that it interferes with the normal business atmosphere of the mirage and creates utensils. Market prices fluctuate violently?”
Seeing Bai Qingqian's face gradually darken due to his threats, Zeng Ji didn't care. A business without strong enough support had no other option but to compromise.
"Now give us the goods. At least you can have some savings after paying off your debts. If you insist, I'm afraid there will be no chance of living in Mirage City."
Bai Qingqian didn't pay attention to what he said next, but focused on the previous sentence: Jiedu Mansion wanted to punish them for breaking business rules?
Of course she knew that this was definitely not an instruction from Linhai Wojiao's senior management. After all, Wojiao had a good relationship with Quanzhen and was vaguely opposed to Wumen. If such a decision was still made, then it must be someone or a few of them. Play a role.
Who is the one?
With a thought in his heart, his eyes swept through the crowd and landed on a graceful monk.
"If my guess is right, the other proprietor behind Fortune is this one, right?
Lu Shilun, Lihai Jiedu Mansion? When you were on Crab Claw Island, you two shrank away from the battle and regarded your responsibility as a dangerous journey. Unexpectedly, when you returned to the human world of Mirage, you were living a prosperous life and making waves.
Do you really think that the disaster of the sea clan is worse than the sword of the monk?"
Zeng Ji's eyes turned cold, this matter was the secret that he and Lu Shilun wanted to be least mentioned by others, and from what the woman said, they were vaguely regarded as the culprits of the sword cultivator's death.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, you can eat as much as you like, but you can't talk nonsense. The betrayal of the Crab Claw Island Kaichang to the Jiedu Mansion has long been concluded, and even the Quanzhen Sect has no objections. Now, Fellow Daoist Bai is sowing discord. I don't know what his intentions are." ?
Young people, you must follow the rules when doing business in Mirage City. It is not a good habit to bite others randomly when you are not doing well in business. You must know that in our coastal trade, in addition to natural disasters, there are also many man-made disasters!"
This is the threat of Chi-Guoguo, and ordinary businessmen are not immune when it comes to breaking out.
Bai Qingqian was also threatening. She had no other choice but to use words to teach the other party that they had to resort to violence. However, she had no evidence and no ability to cause trouble. If the other party was tough, she would not back up.
Zeng Ji was an old man and had already seen through Bai's real background, so he didn't care and even threatened her. At this point in the matter, except for not having a face-to-face confrontation, there was no room for maneuver.
"Which way to go, take care of yourself!"
Zeng rolled up his sleeves and left coldly. He didn't want to talk anymore. Since he didn't know how to advance or retreat, he had no choice but to get things done. The shopping mall was like a battlefield, and there was no mercy.
Bai Qingqian was left on the spot, and no one came to care. Everyone's attitude was very clear, and those who were unclear did not come tonight. If what was expected was true, today would probably be the last time she would appear here as the owner of Baiji. circle.
She failed. Instead of intimidating her opponent, she put herself in an irreversible situation.
But she has no regrets, because even if she accepts the situation, it will only delay the decline of the Bai family, and the essence will not change;
Rather than slowly being consumed to death, it's better to have fun all at once.
At this time, what she most wished she had was not some resource spirit stone. She wanted to own a sword so that she could kill all these monsters.
...The canthus splits in anger, and the tragic song rises up. I hate the three-foot sword, and use my hand to kill the culprit.
