Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 605: Handle

"Really..." Gore murmured.

The news that St. Blani’s Palace was attacked by a strongman recently and the auction was forced to stop is also a big news in Azure Fort. If this matter can be attributed to the Eastern Ambassador, then there is no way to deal with him!

Philip glanced at Mollier who was still in the room, and didn't go further.

Because according to the police investigation, there is also a suspected legendary mage.

If it was the ambassador's team, then the mage who has not shown up is likely to be the ambassador's protector.

This is a completely logical inference. Even if the Far East lags behind, it is not unbelievable that a legendary mage will appear among thousands of people. It can also be judged that the ambassador who can be protected by the legendary mage is a noble person in all likelihood, and the identity is estimated to belong to the rank of the relatives of the emperor.

Such people cannot be handed over to the lord to deal with.

Because the Earl of Cleveland must follow the aristocratic way to "punish" the opponent, the means are nothing more than house arrest, ransom, and deportation. In his opinion, this kind of punishment is almost family-like.

The most appropriate way is to report the news to the boss and ask the boss to contact the holy palace.

The group of masters behind the scenes will not be afraid of a legendary mage and the other's noble status.

"Okay, you can go out." Philip waved his hand and motioned for Morrill to leave.

"Uh...Your Excellency, what I just answered..." Molly was stunned. He left his head and tail to say two hundred words, enough to get a sum of money to leave Azure Castle, but But it seemed like he had forgotten about it.

"Why, do you still have to stay in the office?" Philip laughed contemptuously, and put the money on the table together again, "If they find out that you are negotiating with Baiguoyuan behind your back, guess the result What will happen?"

Mollier's face turned pale in an instant!

"Your Excellency, how can you—"

"So I will keep it secret for you. This is the best reward for you." Philip's voice suddenly became cold, "Now, get out of here!"

He opened his mouth trembling and wanted to say something, but Gore had already walked over with the bat.

Morell swallowed all the words into his throat.

He stumbled out of the office.

Gore locked the door again, "Is this really good? He won't be so embarrassed to reveal everything that happened here to Momora, right?"

"Then he would become a traitor despised by thousands of people, and he would end up worse than now. If he had that courage, he wouldn't be here." Philip raised his mouth, "not only that. , This matter is an invisible handle for Moriel, and if we make good use of it, we are tantamount to placing an eye in the center of the rebel."

Gore couldn't help but admire his eldest brother.

He also bought a lot of eyeliner before, but unfortunately none of these unused guys can gain the trust of the rebel leader. They were kept in the dark until the other party decided to launch a general strike, and he was in vain. A lot of money. And Philip didn't even dig out a copper plate, so he broke through the barrier beside Momora. This ability was indeed much better than him.

Gore began to look forward to the day when this group of hired workers was completely destroyed.

……

At dawn, the production schedule on the first day finally caught up.

The first batch of high-quality jams were freshly baked and entered the packing room along the drive belt. There, these top-quality jams will be packed in exquisite colored glass bottles and delivered to several fixed stores in Shangcheng District. They will be priced about three times higher than the average drunk jam, and only residents with ample wealth will pay for it.

But this is not a problem that the workers of Baiguoyuan need to consider. They clapped each other to celebrate, and their faces are full of excitement-even if everyone has never bought a bottle of top-quality jam, it does not prevent them from enjoying this achievement for a moment. hapiness.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve seen everyone so happy." Horn took his clothes and wiped the sweat on his chest, and said with emotion, "I have been busy all night, but they are still very energetic. I should have been lying on my back before changing. It’s on the ground."

"Hehehe..." Mrs. Karan chuckled a few times, "What everyone is afraid of is not suffering, but fear that the days will not run. Now that there is hope, why not suffer a little bit now?"

"That's right, but I still want to give the credit to the sweet bread." Momora was also in a good mood, "I'm afraid no one would have thought of it beforehand. The day of the strike is actually in recent years. Everyone had the fullest day. The stomach was full of bread, so naturally I was full of energy to work!"

These words made the other two laugh.

"The rest of the work will be handed over to the successor." Horn waved to the two of them, "I'll take one step first."

"In such a hurry today?" Mrs. Karan joked, "Isn't it because I have a surplus of wages and want to go to the city to enjoy it?"

"Where are you," Horn smiled bitterly, "I want to take a shower by the river first, and then go to the city to buy some food to bring to Mu Li. Otherwise, I will come in with this sticky smelly sweat. The store will definitely be pulled out by the store with a stick."

After the horns left, Mrs. Karan also walked to the factory with her hands behind her back, "Everyone has been busy for a day, and it's time for our packing team to show off. You should also go back to rest, and you have to keep busy tonight."

"Yes," Momora replied, "The next thing about the factory is my responsibility."

Looking at the lady's back and the factory that is about to start the next round of production, Catwoman couldn't help taking a deep breath of the refreshing fresh air at dawn.

This may be the life she hopes for.

Work with your own hands to create a future worth looking forward to.

Just as she was about to return to the shanty town~IndoMTL.com~ a slightly hesitant voice stopped her pace.

"Momora..."

Catwoman turned around and found that it was Molly.

"What's the matter? Is there any discomfort?" Momora noticed that his face was quite bad, as if he was out of strength, "Or sit there for a while, I'll go to the factory and ask for a bowl of porridge. Come—"

"No, I'm okay..." Molly was in a state of confusion at the moment. Since he left the office, the conflict between the two choices in his heart has not subsided.

He wanted to confess everything to the other person, but he was afraid that the other person would no longer forgive himself. Without that money, he would have to work in the factory for at least more than ten years. If he was regarded as a betrayer, Mollier could hardly imagine what the days would look like. The guilt brought by conscience kept tormenting him, but rational balance made him difficult to move.

"Are you okay?" Momora scratched her ears, "Don't force yourself."

"That...Momora, I want to ask you a question." Molly gritted his teeth for a while, and finally whispered, "What kind of life did you live before you came to the factory?"