Cyril didn't find anything disturbing in Welling's eyes, and he felt relieved:
"Yes, I am the procurement officer of the Hana tribe in Kera State. Many people in the state of Kera state know about it. Did you get the information from the authorities?"
Welling did not answer Cyril's question directly, but smiled bitterly inwardly. If he could get this information from the official, why would it be so troublesome:
"It's not important where we got your news from. What's important is that our company is Imperial West Sea Metal Trading. We have demand for metal all year round and can also replace it with a large amount of imperial materials. There is a basis for cooperation between us. .”
Li Lingyou, Yang Xiaohe and others couldn't help but nod.
When several people came over, there was no communication on how to contact Cyril, and Welling's entry point was in line with their expectations.
Cyril was not moved by Welling's words:
"No, distinguished Mr. Welling, we have never cooperated in business in the past, and you don't know much about my goodwill.
Moreover, if we trade between us, it will undoubtedly be smuggling for the federation and for the state of Kerala, which will cause me great trouble. "
At this time, the child who opened the door served local fruit tea to the five people on a tray. The purple-red drink gave off a charming color in the transparent glass.
Welling thanked him without hesitation and took a sip.
Through mental investigation, he has concluded that Cyril's mental power is only beyond that of ordinary people, not up to the level of a warlock, and even inferior to the Southern Star Phytophthora.
The child was a natural person, not even mutated, and there were no warlocks or mages within a few hundred meters of him.
Welling was not worried about the poison in the drink. The gecko didn't give any warning, so most of the alarms had been lifted. There was another question, what kind of poison could make him collapse?
Anyway, he has this confidence. Although he doesn't know why, it is his intuition.
Welling expressed his understanding of Cyril's wariness:
"Mr. Cyril, we do not know your goodwill, but we know the tribe behind you. The survival needs of so many people are purchased by you. At least you will be a qualified professional manager.
However, your consideration for the future and destiny of the tribe may not be enough. There is a saying in the East, don't put your eggs in one basket...
Let's not talk about why a tribe like yours is called a remnant tribe by the outside world... In reality, you are not integrated with the Empire and the Federation and are relatively independent.
Based on this situation, business and trade should naturally have exchanges with both parties, which is the only way for the tribe to continue to survive. Perhaps, the empire’s replacement rate for metals or other materials will be better than the federation..."
The guard's eyes were bright. If she didn't really know Wei Ling's purpose, she would have believed that the young master was really here to buy the Hana people's supplies.
Cyril looked a little relaxed:
"Well, I admit, Mr. Welling, your point of view is very constructive."
Welling's words actually made him very depressed.
As the purchaser of the remnant tribe in the federal state of Kerala, he naturally understands that there is basically no hope for the future of the tribe, and it will only become more marginalized step by step until it dies.
As a person who understands the Federation and the Empire better than ordinary people in the tribe, he has been secretly criticizing the top leaders of the tribe. Why should he be separated from the world?
And from a purely commercial perspective, developing a certain degree of commercial contacts with both the Federation and the Empire will definitely be beneficial to the future development of the tribe.
Mr. Welling didn't lie.
Seeing that Cyril's expression was a little relaxed, Welling took out a small crystal bottle. The bright golden liquid looked even more charming under the light:
"Mr. Cyril, for metals of this level of purity, I would like to know the exchange ratio between you and the Federation."
Cyril's eyes became brighter than the brilliance of metal, but he felt more frustrated in his heart. In terms of simple purification of metal, the Empire and the West Sea Trading Company were much better than the tribe's many years of experience.
He tried hard to puff up his chest and replied with difficulty:
"Mr. Welling, such metal samples are considered high-quality products in my tribe. The exchange rate will change depending on the amount."
Wei Ling smiled slightly and put away the small crystal bottle:
"Okay, we can discuss the specific details later. Can we talk about cooperation?
As for whether it is smuggling, you can rest assured that the empire has a military observation office in Kerala, and it will not be difficult to add a commercial representative office in the future.
The empire has always acted in accordance with the rules for the taxes that should be paid to the state of Kerala. "
Li Lingyou and others all nodded, thinking that Wei Ling was full of sincerity.
As employees of Xihai Metal Trading, we are all satisfied to have such a competent professional manager as Wei Ling.
Of course, Welling's words also dispelled Cyril's last doubts:
"Dear Mr. Welling, I see your sincerity and the empire's demeanor. However, I am just a purchaser. I am not even an ability user. I only have mutated actuarial and memory abilities and cannot make decisions. Such a big thing..."
Welling immediately inserted the message, fearing that the other party would terminate the meeting by reporting:
"It doesn't matter, is the leader of your department Bi Riyanggu?
Give me the coordinates of your tribe and we will visit. "
Li Lingyou, Yang Xiaohe, Xie Wuyi and Shou Gong all stared at Cyril.
Cyril was a little surprised:
"Biri...Yanggu? Oh, no, this is not the name of our tribe, or even the name of the people on this plateau. It is more like the name of the Eastern tribe."
Welling said with certainty:
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Maybe my information is wrong, but it won't affect our future cooperation."
"Well, that's right. To be honest, I personally look forward to it. More business will bring more wealth and supplies to the tribe."
Immediately, Cyril lost the location of the tribe to everyone.
Cyril was no longer on guard, his intuition told him that these people came with sincerity and were not hostile.
In fact, he himself also understood that the location of the tribe was not a secret. At least there were relevant personnel in the state of Kerala who knew it.
"Very good, Mr. Cyril, we will visit the noble elders and leaders. We will not disturb each other today. We hope to have more exchanges and cooperation in the future.
By the way, your fruit tea is very tasteful, thank you very much! "
The other four people also stood up, thanked Cyril and said goodbye.
"Haha, you are too polite. Those of you who live in remote areas have already heard about the prosperity and wealth of the empire."
Cyril also stood up to see him off.
When he reached the door, Wei Ling turned around with a smile and clasped his fists in salute:
"Sir, please stay. It's uneasy to disturb me.
We still have to find the most informed person in Kerala to find out the whereabouts of a former friend. "
"Oh, if you want to find someone, you can go to Alanbel and try."
"Ann Lambert?"
"Yes, the largest legal casino in Kerala, Dogo the Hound's place, where the best information comes from."
Cyril's dusty face revealed a smile that only a gambler could have.
He threw out the location information of Alan Bell Casino:
"Perhaps, it's also a pastime to go there and try your luck for a little gambling."
"Haha, thank you again, you are such a trustworthy gentleman!"
Li Lingyou's eyes also shone a little, and he naturally praised such a kind gentleman.
They said goodbye to Cyril and walked towards the tram stop for their return journey.
Xie Wuyi leisurely sent a message:
"Welling, it seems that if you lie, you won't even blink...
In the middle of the journey, I forgot that our purpose was to confirm Bi Riyanggu’s information and confirm the location of the tribe of survivors. I even felt that we were here to purchase special products..."
The guards all laughed out loud:
"Pfft..."
Li Lingyou suddenly felt a little uneasy. He always felt that he had a motive to recruit Wei Ling to join the Li family. Did Wei Ling really not notice it?
There are still three choices. Maybe he knew at that time that he was playing tricks.
Regarding Xie Wuyi’s leisurely emotion, Yang Xiaohe also felt the same way:
"Second, second!"
Welling laughed:
"Haha, it's not as mysterious as you say. It's just business. We are a group of people, wearing uniforms, and we look like a team at first glance.
In business, if you talk about what others are good at, you will naturally be less defensive. If you combine a little bit of their current situation, you can do it.
For ordinary people, there is no need to use abilities... In fact, as a warlock, I remember that when I couldn't even lose information packets, my heart was actually very... weak. "
Welling replied to them casually, that was how he really felt.
The guard's eyes were bright as he looked at Wei Ling.
This is the young master she has been waiting for.
Do not use your own abilities as the standard for doing things in the world, but use the boundaries of the weak's capabilities as your bottom line.
Speaking of abilities, since the young master concluded that the other party was not a warlock and had no resistance to mental spells, a dream spell might be able to reveal more information.
But the young master obviously didn't want to do this.
This is perhaps the most basic respect a young master can have for an ordinary person who has no deep hatred.
It is precisely this kind of young master who would give a gift that he could never repay in his lifetime to a teammate of an ordinary militia group and himself, who was imprisoned in the "Mountain Ghost" platform.
The gecko walking behind quietly wiped his eyes.
Wei Ling's casual reply made the other four people somewhat silent.
Yang Xiaohe suddenly felt that knowing such a Wei Ling, although not completely consistent with his own ideas, felt at ease in his heart.
Li Lingyou laughed, shook his head slightly, and said no more.
Yes, he can do this to an ordinary person, I'm so worried!
Anyway, I have no ill intentions and am open-minded. Am I still afraid that Welling will misunderstand me?
His exquisite heart with seven orifices may be deeper than I thought.
Xie Wuyi was not as emotional as the other three.
She had long concluded that Wei Ling belonged to the kind of "half-hearted" talent who was soft-hearted, kind-hearted, attentive, knowledgeable and moral. This could be seen from the fact that he regarded the three slaves of Nanxing Shanglu as his biological brothers and sisters.
When they arrived at the tram stop, Xie Wuyi held Shou Gong’s hand with one hand and waved with the other:
"Go on, go on. You can go to Alanbel. You can also go to the nightclub and the wine and meat market to have fun. The gecko and I are waiting for your news."
