Half a day later, several people poked their heads in outside Gu Sanqiu's office.
Basically, they are all serious workers who come to watch the fun after work.
Zhiyi pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Everyone, Mr. Dragon King is busy with something. It seems a bit uncomfortable for us to watch around like this."
Everyone laughed, now everyone knew that this person was a die-hard fan of the big shopkeeper, and what he said just now was pure fart.
As soon as I heard that the big shopkeeper was huddled in his office doing business without even asking for tea or cakes, this guy came over to watch the show without saying a word.
Oh no, it should be said to be paying homage.
What I said just now can only be said that Chun Chun gave his heart a step down.
"Don't worry, the sound insulation of our Shijinhui is quite good. If necessary, we can open the formation so it won't disturb the work process."
The steward who came over from Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and is now the second in command of the accounting department shook his head.
"I haven't seen the big shopkeeper calling anyone for such a long time. It seems that he is really busy with something important. You should leave after satisfying your curiosity."
Everyone looked at each other and felt that this sentence still made sense. If you just looked at the door and couldn't see any magic, you might as well do something you like.
Gu Sanqiu in the office didn't think so. Several giant ape heads had been bald behind his back, and they all turned into middle-aged programmers and disappeared.
If it weren't for the fact that this thing was really difficult to do, the people outside would have brought them in to help.
"If you let me spend so much time, I will have to pour in a few more barrels of oil when I burn down the church."
It was not as convenient for Gu Sanqiu to find data and contacts as Sano, but thanks to Liyue Port's status as a commercial capital over the years, it was not impossible to find some clues.
"Humph, they are divided into batches and business names. Some of them are actually bought by local businesses and then resold."
Gu Sanqiu sneered. Ore merchants are not uncommon in Liyue, but he now looks at people with colored glasses. It is very clear that such a large order has to go through the hands of a merchant.
The Teaching Council is not a gray force on the fringes, so why should this kind of business make more money for the mining businessmen in Liyue.
Why, I really thought that the people from the Jiaolingyuan were the ones who started the charity, right?
This was a serious business, and Gu Sanqiu would not go to trouble with that businessman.
"There is something. The overall demand for high-quality ores has increased by about 15%, and there is no need to worry about the remaining bits and pieces."
There has been no war or anything like that in these years, so the majority of the purchases made by the Order are for academic reasons.
Based on the huge quantity, an increase of half of the purchase volume in Chengdu is already an incredible figure, let alone 15%.
"Okay, there must be something wrong."
Gu Sanqiu glanced at the huge number of files and fell silent for a moment.
So the question is, should he put these files back again and then notify Uncle Tian's people to come and get them?
What a torturous investigation.
Two days later, Gu Sanqiu came to the wild, flipped over the members of the treasure thieving group with a finger and sent them to Qian Yanjun, and then cooked a pot of vegetable soup over the campfire.
"Isn't Liyue accustomed to serving tea to guests? How come it turns into vegetable soup when I get here?"
Liben appeared with a small backpack on his back: "But it smells really good. Please give me a bowl."
“Where have you made your fortune recently?”
"Hey, what's the point of getting rich?"
Liben had a gloomy look on his face: "I seriously wanted to do some business, but I lost money again. If you hadn't been able to buy me back some blood through your long-term acquisition of Diyin Sprout, I might have lost all my capital."
Gu Sanqiu was surprised: "You guy, have you ruined your family fortune again?"
Liben is not a gambler, but the things he does are better than those of a gambler. He always has the drive to "never give up until he screws himself up."
"Oh, it's okay. I'm just trying to make a living."
Liben thanked Gu Sanqiu for the vegetable soup: "Perhaps this is also related to my experience back then. If there are no big changes in this life, maybe I can only live the life of a gloomy businessman, and I will never be able to rise to the bright side. "
He does not mean that.
Liben received help from Li Guan in his early years, so he was marked as a person who was not of this era, and that's why he repeatedly suffered setbacks in serious business in this world?
Good guy, this is a bit mysterious.
Gu Sanqiu smiled and said, "Don't panic. I'm here to introduce you to a big business. Have you had any thoughts about making a fortune with Xumi recently?"
Liben's eyes lit up: "How old is it?"
Gu Sanqiu said an amount, and Liben immediately took off his sunglasses and wiped the lenses vigorously.
"What do you want me to do, launch a business war against Xumi?"
Gu Sanqiu:?
"I'm not as scary as you think. I just want you to open a trade route to Xumi, and then pay more attention to the flow of precious resources and minerals."
"Oh, by the way, if you can, try to mark the distribution locations of the Dead Zone on a map for me. I can use that thing."
Liben was stunned for a moment: "There's nothing to pay attention to, right? The relationship between the Order and the desert is not that good. The most important mineral veins are controlled by the Gilded Brigade and powerful tribes."
"How should I put it? Those people would rather do business with us than sell the ore to the people in the Order. It is obviously easier to make money with the latter."
Gu Sanqiu shook his head: "You don't have to worry about it. When you become famous in Xumi's business district, even if you succeed, it will still be the same as before. Send the things and information to the place where you deliver the goods."
Liben was at best a partner, but he still couldn't tell him Dolly's information, lest something go wrong.
The two lines do not interfere with each other, so that when they are combined together, the noise will be loud and difficult to hide, and we do not intend to put eggs in one basket.
Gu Sanqiu touched his chin: "The next thing seems to be the problem of dream energy."
Dream energy, to be honest, Gu Sanqiu really didn't know what it was made of.
The free mental power came into contact with the memory fragments of the soul, and constructed a more fragmented scene through the fragments?
This seems to be the most orthodox dream, or just a "dream".
And according to what the little carrot spirit Lan Bailijia said, their Lannaro clan lived in a place called "Maha Huan Na Lan Na She Na".
In Nala, that is, in the mouth of human beings, it is "the great dream Huanalana".
Compared to the "dream" that Gu Sanqiu knew, the hometown of Lan Bailijia and his tribe was more like a "dream" or even a "dream world".
But speaking of it this way, the style of painting is a bit biased towards the direction of fairy tales.
In common records, the name of the Lannaro race is "people who live in the forest", which is pretty much what it means.
But living in a dream world is a bit like a fairy tale in which a child is tortured by his stepmother and sister, falls asleep with tears in his eyes, laughs in his dream, and finally gets help from an elf in reality, with a perfect ending.
Of course, in the most orthodox fairy tales, the stepmother and sisters in them will not end well.
