novelraw Chapter 139: Why are you so upset when I’m cursing the black-hearted businessmen?
Chapter 139: Why are you so upset when I’m cursing the black-hearted businessmen?
"Lord Anthony, are we really going to let him take Yoko away like this?"
Watching Alexander and his party walk down the hill, the statue ghost hesitated and said, "After all, she is someone that Lord K brought over!"
"So what?" Anthony replied irritably, "Are we supposed to fight them to the death? Do you think you can handle that?"
"But this is our territory!" The statue ghost said somewhat resentfully, "Those evil spirits at the foot of the mountain, as long as we pay a price, they will certainly obey us! No matter how strong those two female ghosts are, can they handle so many? At worst, we’ll deploy our puppet army, we will certainly be able to keep these damn bugs here!"
"Nonsense! Do you want to make this situation even bigger?" Anthony sternly reprimanded him, then said, "Lord K is an existence of a whole different level. How could he care about a Yoko? The whole Hell will sooner or later be Lord K’s! Now the most important thing is to collect money and intelligence."
"The puppet army is our last card, and as for those evil spirits below, they are all profit-driven, if they think we’re all bark and no bite, I’m afraid the first ones they’ll have to deal with are not those bugs, but us!"
"The situation as it is now took us so much effort to maintain. As long as nothing goes wrong with Full Moon, everything else is easy to handle!"
After saying this, Anthony ignored the statue ghost and walked towards the top of the building.
"Halt!"
Just as Anthony was about to reach the top of the building, a clear voice suddenly rang out. Amid a myriad of sparks, Full Moon’s figure appeared, looking at the two with an unhappy face.
"Lord Ghost, we didn’t mean anything by it!"
Anthony quickly bowed and said respectfully, "We just saw that chosen one getting close to you and we feared he might harm you, so we came up to check."
"He’s just a chosen one, insignificant! I let them leave because that golden motorcycle gave me a familiar feeling. It must have been a friend of mine. You guys back off, or I won’t be so nice!"
Full Moon spoke, the currents surging and spherical lightnings orbiting around her.
"Of course! If Lord Ghost is alright, we will retire!"
Anthony didn’t dare to retort and quickly took the statue ghost and left.
It was not until they returned to the building at the foot of the mountain that Anthony sighed in relief, saying, "It seems Full Moon is fine, she just didn’t have her memory cleared thoroughly. After some time, this kind of thing won’t happen again."
"What about that chosen one? How do we handle him?" The statue ghost asked.
"Let him go, after all, even if it wasn’t him, we would need a lucky guy up front. Tell our people not to have any conflict with him, just peacefully bring the motorcycle back for auction.
As long as there are no accidents with Full Moon, everything is in my control!"
Anthony said confidently. The statue ghost quickly nodded and left.
When the statue ghost left, Anthony stood on the platform at the top of the semi-circular building, looking through the window at Alexander outside with a confident smirk on his lips,
"No matter how arrogant you are, you’re just a bug. Everything is still within my control! As for these two women, after Lord K’s plan is complete, I will take my time dealing with you!"
But at the moment of Anthony’s confidence, Full Moon was also smiling above him, looking at Alexander with a smug look, "Brother, my acting skills are really great! That Anthony is clearly not a good person, no wonder father told me to be careful of him!"
"Hmph, daring to intercept brother halfway, if it wasn’t for Alexander’s insistence on secrecy, I would have struck you down!"
While speaking, she also waved her small fists, looking very angry.
Everything was under control, but the person in control was Alexander, not Anthony.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Alexander first sent Annie and Su Rong back, and also returned the kimono ghost, Yoko, to the apartment.
With Annie and Su Rong watching over her, there was absolutely no risk. As for how to get information from her, he could only wait until he had some spare time.
The second phase of the instance is motorcycle maintenance. When Alexander figured out what was happening, he couldn’t help but silently curse the shamelessness in his heart.
They called it motorcycle maintenance, but in reality, it was just replacing some worn and damaged parts.
As a ghost motorcycle, it naturally has the ability to self-repair. These parts were obviously manipulated by Anthony and his team in advance.
To repair them was actually quite simple. On the side of the semi-circular building halfway up the mountain, there was a window specifically for selling all kinds of parts.
Basically, if you wanted to repair a motorcycle to a flawless state, you couldn’t do it without spending two or three thousand ghost coins.
One person spending two or three thousand ghost coins, with seven hundred ghosts present, even if more than half of them were just there for the spectacle, at least one hundred of them would be willing to spend, right?
One hundred ghosts spending, that’s two or three hundred thousand ghost coins!
Two to three hundred thousand per event, according to Richard, such instances have never been interrupted.
Three times in ten days, the rate of making money is simply terrifying!
"Black! Too black! Black-hearted businessmen!"
As a ghost with a complete consciousness, who hadn’t been tampered with, the golden motorcycle naturally didn’t need these things. But that didn’t stop Richard from expressing his feelings:
"Although these motorcycle parts are also ghost items, their cost is just one or two hundred ghost coins at most. A tenfold profit, it’s too dark! None of these unscrupulous businessmen are good!"
"Ahem... No matter how much we complain, let’s not speak in such absolutes," Alexander stood aside, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He couldn’t figure out why he felt offended.
Without realizing it, Alexander spoke:
"The cost is not calculated like that. After all, they also have time costs, ghost power costs, research and development costs. Ten times the profit is not incomprehensible, after all, it is a monopoly business."
"Why are you so upset when I’m cursing the black-hearted businessmen? Shouldn’t you be siding with me?"
Richard turned his head back and looked at Alexander in confusion.
"We need to put ourselves in their shoes, we can’t just lump all businessmen together..."
Alexander was very embarrassed, mainly because he really didn’t think it was that dark!
In fact, he felt somewhat contemptuous!
A decent motorcycle factory, with such a small profit?
I sold Manager Charles for a hundred thousand ghost coins. These motorcycle parts are all scarce goods.
What are they doing with instance events and competitions, inviting so many ghosts, and throwing so many parts on the mountain? Isn’t this all cost?
If it were him, he would naturally auction these parts.
And he wouldn’t sell too many. No matter how many motorcycles are produced in a month, a few hundred or a few thousand, he would only hold two or three times a month, and only sell ten each time. Not a single one more!
A motorcycle that doesn’t sell for thirty to fifty thousand ghost coins is a loss.
Especially those ghost motorcycles, regardless of whether they have consciousness or not, starting at a hundred thousand!
He couldn’t speak for others, but someone like Edward would definitely spare no expense to get the best one!
In the Hell, there are not a few ghosts like Edward!
Of course, what Alexander was doing was indeed a bit excessive, but the Ghost Association was currently at a critical stage of development and there were just too many places where money was needed.
Once the Ghost Association really takes off, Alexander probably won’t do this anymore.
"Respected participants, the third stage is about to begin. All participants who have successfully acquired motorcycles, please come to the motorcycle base to prepare for the final stage, the Death Race!"
Just as Alexander was planning the future sale of motorcycles, Anthony’s voice sounded again.
The third stage, the Death Race, begins!