Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Great Summoning

Volume 2 The Road to Promotion Chapter 3 Ward Rounds

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Along the way, there was actually only this little fat man named ¡®Nolabri¡¯ who was talking and talking excitedly about his business philosophy and ideas.  Phil listened quietly, sometimes smiling, sometimes shaking his head slightly.  I have a completely new understanding of his various whims and whims.

    The marketing methods explained by Little Fatty are undoubtedly very close to modern market operations. In this era, they can be regarded as being at the forefront of the times.  Regardless of whether it is good or bad, whether it is profitable or not.  His "fantastic ideas" alone prove that he is a talent.  Moreover, this little fat man is also very far-sighted.  I don¡¯t want to run a rain gear store and die here.

    After all, rain gear such as umbrellas have a simple structure. Once you understand it, it can be easily copied, and there is no concept of patent protection in this world.  It can be predicted that after a period of time, small umbrella-making workshops will inevitably bloom in various places and spread at an alarming speed.  The market profits that can be earned at that time will inevitably slide like an avalanche, making people fall from heaven to hell.  Therefore, the little fat man just wanted to make a fortune in the shortest possible time, so he sold the shop and the rain gear brand, and then expanded his business in other aspects after recovering the funds.  By next year, the goal is to have at least two shops and a medium-sized caravan of no less than twenty people.  In this case, he would have the capital to convince his father.  Let him go home and do business.

    In fact, it is not difficult to guess the little fat man¡¯s family background from his words.  If there is no strong business atmosphere in the environment where he lives.  Let him show off his eyes and ears since he was a child.  It is impossible to create such a young man with business ideas.  Judging from this aspect alone, his father must not be an unknown small businessman.  At least he is a wealthy man with a successful career.  but.  Phil was not interested in asking about the origin of this fat man.

    This little fat man followed Phil all the way to Belon Street and talked about it all the way.  Inadvertently, I turned around and saw buildings with white or rose marble on both sides and a bell tower in the distance.  The words suddenly stopped, and he opened his mouth for a moment, pointing to the streets on both sides and stammering: "This is, this is Veron Street!??"

    "Yes. Veron Street. What's wrong?" Phil gave him a strange look.  He didn't realize that he had led him here.

    After getting a positive answer, the color on the little fat man's face suddenly faded and turned pale. He grunted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.  Then he stumbled and asked: "Sir, what time is it now?"

    Phil glanced at the little fat man in confusion, turned his gaze to the clock tower in the distance, and said, "Now. Nine twenty-three."

    "Bless the King of Elements! There are still seven minutes left. I still have time!!!" The little fat man grabbed his hair, rushed into the rain curtain, and ran back in the direction he came from before, looking back as he ran.  He shouted: "Sir, I'm sorry. I have to rush back before the school closes. I hope you will consider this matter again. I really hope to cooperate with you."

    ¡°¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡± Phil looked at the figure that gradually disappeared into the rain curtain speechlessly.  Suddenly he laughed and said, "This is youth."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­  ¡­

    Holding an umbrella, Phil came all the way to the end of the street. Although he worked hard to search, he still couldn't find the address the girl told him.  Or after asking.  Only then did I find this hotel called "Red Strawberry" in a remote corner.  And walked in under the strange looks of a few pedestrians.

    Open the door and step inside.  There was a red light rising in front of my eyes, and then.  A rolling heat wave hit my face, driving away the dampness and coldness from my body.  This is a primary magic circle called "Elemental Breath". It can be transformed according to the different weather every day, absorbing a small amount of elements corresponding to the weather, and sweeping away the fatigue on the traveler and the dust on the clothes.  It is also a must-have magic circle in the shops of Glory City.  Of course, placing this kind of magic circle in your own shop will often scare travelers from other places.  Many jokes were made.  Phil is not among them. After all, he has even seen the most mysterious mage tower, let alone such a simple elementary magic array.

    "I'm sorry. At this time, I only provide ordinary accommodation here. No meals are provided, and there is no alcohol supply. If you want to drink, please go out of the door and turn right. Walk forward fifty meters and you will see a bar.  .¡±

    Unexpectedly, when a guest came in, he was not greeted with a warm greeting like "Welcome", but with such a firm word.  It choked Phil directly.  I¡¯ve seen people do all kinds of tricks to attract business, but I¡¯ve never seen anyone push business outside.  Investigate yourselfWhat a weird hotel we arrived at.  No wonder the hotel business is so deserted.  Phil looked at the empty environment inside and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

    The woman who spoke is taking care of the wine cabinet at the moment.  On the counter, there was a tall wine glass with only a little residual wine left.  Because her back was to Phil, she couldn't see her face clearly, and all she could see was her slightly curled wine-colored curly hair.  and a delicate earring set with sapphires.  Of course, Phil also noticed that this woman had a pretty good figure. She was wearing a dark red suspender skirt with two strings of crystal beads attached to her waist. They were like dewdrops in the morning, glowing under the light.  , reflecting the moving curves of a woman.  There is an indescribable softness.

    Perhaps it was because she hadn¡¯t heard a reply for a long time. The woman paused for a moment, then turned around and saw Phil looking around.  Of course, when he turned around, this woman still made Phil's eyes light up, and he secretly praised in his heart: She is really a beautiful woman with elegant manners and still charming charm.

    Although there are some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, looking at her face, she is at least thirty-five or sixteen years old.  There was a sense of competence in his eyes, and in addition, he also had a rather special temperament.  What attracted Phil's attention even more was that there was actually a faint aura of magic in this woman.  It can be deduced from this that she is at least a junior magician who can use two or three magics.

    "Sir, maybe what I said is not clear enough, I should repeat it again." The woman stopped what she was doing and stared at Phil.

    "We don't provide meals, right? Fortunately, I still have the leftover bread from lunch." Phil's eyes met the female boss's eyes and said: "Madam, I just want to find a place to sleep.  .¡±

    "Oh. Are you a traveler from out of town? Well, I'm sorry. I thought of you as one of those disgusting villains like flies. You've been a little nervous these days." The female boss pressed her forehead and said apologetically.  He took the goblet on the counter, took down a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, thought about it, took out another goblet, poured it in, and said to Phil: "Guests from afar,  Why don't you have a drink? Drinks are not for sale to me, but under normal circumstances I will treat polite guests to a drink."

    "Thank you so much, ma'am. By the way, do you provide hot water here? Actually, I also want to take a hot bath."

    Phil was not pretentious. He stepped forward to take the wine glass and took a sip.  The taste is quite good, with a rich fruity aroma, but the alcohol content is not high. It tastes a bit like a fruit drink. If you are an old drinker, you really can't stand this bland taste.  You can drink a bucket of it casually.  However, Phil drank slowly, as if he was carefully appraising the taste of the wine, which was completely different from the guests he usually received.  At first glance, he is a well-educated scholar.  This kind of appearance and posture is not something ordinary villains can fake.  This made the female boss feel relieved and relieved at the same time.  He took out a bunch of keys and smiled faintly: "Of course. After going upstairs, take the third room on the left. Well, I'll give you a piece of advice. It's best not to do strange things at night. So as not to disturb other guests. Stay with you  The guest next to me has a bad temper."

    "Thank you for your advice. Of course, there is also this glass of wine." Phil put down the glass and thanked him politely.  Walking to the second floor, he quickly found his room.  But he didn't stop any longer and continued walking to the left.

    In fact, as early as when Phil entered this hotel, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.  It seemed like something was calling him.  It made him very strange.  When he reached the second floor, this feeling became even stronger, making him walk over involuntarily to find out.

    Go all the way to the end of the corridor, outside a room by the window.  Looking at the light that was faintly transmitted through the gap, Phil's heart suddenly moved, and he raised his hand and tapped lightly.

    "Who is it?"

    As soon as the knock on the door rang, there was a rush of fussing in the room.  It was like a thief who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for property was suddenly discovered, causing chaos in a panic.  But at the same time, there was also a lewd voice coming from inside that made Phil extremely familiar and affectionate.

    "The city defense troops are checking the ward! Open the door quickly. Don't wait!" Phil suppressed a smile.  He lowered his voice and pretended to be dignified.  For a moment, the people inside became even more panicked.  But after a while, the man suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly came over to open the door. While unlocking it, he cursed and yelled: "It's that bastard who is teasing me. Check it so late!"

    As soon as the door opened, it turned out to be a short, lean man with a wretched look.  Who else could it be if he wasn¡¯t Paul from the dnf world!

    {PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support isIt is our biggest motivation}
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report