After an hour and a half, Gandolf brought eighty nobles and businessmen to Dawn City.
"Hey, this city wall is only about ten meters long, it's not as good as Mote City." A nobleman couldn't help but sneered when he saw the low city wall.
Others have the same mood, and most of them are here for the first time.
I heard that the area of Dawn City is comparable to that of a big city, so I naturally compare it with Nebula City and the Royal Capital in my mind.
"Shut up!" Gandolf glared hard at the noble who spoke, "Pay attention to your identity!"
The noble lowered his head, but his heart was filled with deep disdain: "This is Dawn City, it's nothing more than that."
In this dangerous magical continent, the height and thickness of the city wall determine the sense of security.
On the city wall, a tall figure with a rhinoceros head shouted and asked: "Who is he?"
Gandolf smiled apologetically and said: "Report to Count Chris for me and tell the nobles and merchants of Mote City to ask for a meeting."
The companion next to the rhinoceros man reminded in a low voice: "Master Chris has told us that if any nobles from Mote City come, they will be allowed to go directly."
"Open the city gate!"
The huge city gate creaked and opened to both sides.
Eighty people rode into the city. Although most of the city was wasteland, thousands of buildings were built.
Houses with green bricks and tiles came into view, making them put away their contempt.
To be able to build a city of this scale from scratch within half a year is not an exaggeration to describe it as a miracle.
Along the way, these noble businessmen saw many free people at work. Although they were sweating profusely, their faces were filled with happy smiles, and they were chatting and laughing with their companions.
This was a sight they had never seen in Mote City.
Does Chris really have that much magic power?
Gandolf grabbed a freeman and asked, "Excuse me, where does your lord live?"
If it were in the past, he would never be so polite to a lowly free citizen.
But now things have changed, and Gandolf no longer has the confidence to be aloof.
The free people stretched out their hands and pointed in one direction: "Have you seen the tallest castle? The lord lives there."
Gandolf and his party walked in the direction he pointed. They didn't notice anything when they were far away. Only when they got closer did they realize that the castle was unusual.
One nobleman exclaimed: "Oh my God, Chris actually built the castle to eight floors!"
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Chris sat on the top floor of the new castle, admiring the view of Dawn City.
The new castle had been renovated half a month ago, and he moved here as soon as possible after recovering.
He had nearly 200,000 gold coins on hand, too much to spend, so the furniture Chris bought was the most luxurious.
At this time, he saw many nobles from Mote City walking towards this side together.
"Haha, can't you bear it anymore?" Chris chuckled.
He took the Onisudou version of the elevator and went down to the first floor, where he lay down on the sofa leisurely.
Not long after, the butler Robert ran in and said to Chris: "Sir, Viscount Gandolf from Motte City wants to see you with many nobles and businessmen."
"Let them wait outside first, while you take the valet at home to move a table and some chairs into the yard."
"Yes." After receiving the order, Robert ran out to do some work.
After lying there for more than 20 minutes, guessing that the group was getting impatient, Chris got up and walked outside.
"Count Chris." Gandolf immediately came up to him with a smile on his face.
"Yeah." Chris agreed softly, "What's the matter with you guys coming to see me this time?"
He must put on airs, only in this way can he gain an advantage in negotiations.
Gandolf said: "It's like this. We discussed it and felt that the market in your Dawn City is too poor, so we want to open a store here. We have made money, and the business in Dawn City has become more complete, which is good for both you and me.
It’s a mutually beneficial thing,”
"Sit down and talk." Chris pointed to the round table and a few chairs that had just been brought over, and took the lead in taking the main seat.
Due to limited seats, only Gandolf and a few relatively powerful barons were at the table, while the others could only stand at a distance.
The living room in the castle was too small to accommodate so many people, so Chris chose the location in the open courtyard.
Chris looked around, taking in the expressions on everyone's faces, and then said: "No problem, I will send my subordinates to build a few front houses as soon as possible so that you can move in. You should prepare in advance.
When you open a store in Shuguang City, you can just pay rent and taxes as normal."
Gandolf said with some embarrassment: "Well, we don't have too much money on hand, can we be like the White family and exempt from taxes and house rent for one year?"
Chris flatly refused: "No, I have no income for a whole year, do you want me, a lord, to drink the northwest wind?"
"How about nine months?" Gandolf asked tentatively.
Chris stretched out his index finger: "Just one month."
"This is too little, I can't accept it."
"Agree."
The nobles and businessmen present couldn't help but complain.
"Ahem."
Gandolf coughed twice, stopped, and said with an embarrassed look: "One month is too little, and we don't understand the situation in Dawn City yet. We may have to pay you rent before we start making money. You
Look, can half a year be enough?"
Chris said indifferently: "Two months."
"Two months is not much."
"That's right."
Gandolf gritted his teeth and showed a look of pain: "Five months, this is the minimum we can accept."
Chris stretched out another finger: "At most three months."
The aristocratic businessmen did not complain anymore. Chris estimated that these people had already discussed it before coming, and three months was the bottom line.
"How about we settle for four months?" Gandolf asked.
Chris slapped his hand on the table and said angrily: "You took the initiative to come to me to settle in Dawn City, I didn't beg you. If you don't want to, please come back."
After that, he got up and left.
"Okay, okay, just three months." Gandolf quickly pulled Chris back and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
This kid is so shrewd that he can guess the bottom line they have discussed in advance through the reactions of the people around him.
However, there is nothing we can do about it. If we don’t confirm it in advance and everyone comes to the scene with different opinions, it will be like a mess of scattered sand, and the trouble will be even greater.
In the final analysis, those guys are still stupid.
Otherwise, Gandolf can still fight for one more month.