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Upon hearing this, Hisith sized up Ink Yan once again.

In his eyes, although Ink Yan had just opened her mouth for the Māori race, he was still a child with some martial arts skills. It was fine for him to act with chivalry, but to cooperate?

"May I ask young man, how much capital do you have?"

"Not much."

"Anyway, it's definitely not enough to set up a Chamber of Commerce."

Ink Yan replied without blinking her eyes. Skillfully, he embellished the fact that he didn't have a single person.

"I've heard that Maori merchants have been very good at making money since time immemorial. Although now you have been confiscated in the Greater Territories. "But you must also know other Maori merchants who can inject capital into me and set up a Chamber of Commerce, right?"

He had a hint of displeasure with Hisith's elderly face, but quickly suppressed it and attempted to ask him from another angle.

"Then what are you going to do with me?"

Ink Yan continued to answer.

"Of course it's to get him to help me manage the shop, contact the customers, and maintain the after-sales service."

The veins on Hisith's forehead suddenly bulged. After pausing for a second, he finally said, "Then I'll be bold to ask."

"If I brought you Maori capital and also helped you manage the Chamber of Commerce, then what are you doing in there?"

Ink Yan replied calmly.

"I'll do something superficial for you. For example, befriending officials or dealing with disputes. However, this was definitely not a trivial dispute between ordinary citizens. It was a bigger scene. For example, the Emperor's birthday. "I have become the representative of the Chamber of Commerce and have sent my blessings in place of the Chamber of Commerce …"

The jaws of Zhao Xiaoyun who was watching from the sidelines were about to drop! Looking at the "brother-in-law" in the negotiation state, he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

He swore that this was the first time he had heard of such a way to cooperate! The other party had put in a lot of money and then "hung up on him" for fun? It sounds beautiful. But in fact, was there such a good thing? Is there?

If so, would you give him a dozen?

"No."

Following that, he and Hisith rejected her request.

"I'm sure I don't know any Maori investors who would give you money for free. I'm sorry I can't help you. "

After saying that, he closed his eyes with Hisith. He was very disappointed as he requested for the items to be taken away.

At this moment, almost everyone was aware of one thing. That was that the conversation between Ink Yan and the Maori merchants had broken down. The reason was very simple, it was the girl dressed as a man, Ink Yan, she actually wanted to take advantage of him! Enjoy it!

However, even at this point, when Ink Yan had already eaten her "closed door soup", she still stood in front of Hisith without leaving as she confidently said those words.

"Mr. Hisith, I advise you to think about it carefully. It's the best way I can think of at the moment. If you refuse, there won't be a next time. "

The veins on Hisith's forehead nearly popped out when he heard that!

Didn't the young man in front of him just save his daughter-in-law?! If it wasn't for the fact that this young man had a kind heart! He had long used the method he had used to drive the beggars away, and reprimanded them in every possible way!

However, the Maori not only emphasize the primacy of interests, but also pay attention to etiquette. As the patriarch of Hisith, he admitted that he could not reprimand his benefactor, so he could only politely ask for your leave.

Even if he was rejected in such a way. Ink Yan also didn't have any reason to stay in the county jail. She turned around and looked at the Māori people who were still suppressing their hunger and thirst, and took a bite out of a piece of cake, then took out a piece of cake from the basket, and put it into the hands of Māori's mother with her own hands, smiling warmly.

"They just applauded my performance. They had already paid for their work. Out of joy and gratitude, I am willing to share my joy and achievement with everyone. "So please don't be polite and share this food with me."

At the time with Hisith, he had clearly watched her actions and wanted to reject her once again.

Because this is obviously a disguised bribe, okay?

Hisith began to look at his daughter-in-law sternly from across the cell. This implied that she mustn't go against the clan rules and accept this favor.

Maori's mother quickly revealed an awkward expression. Looking at the hot pasta with ink in it, thousands of people wanted to bite and devour it. However, when she heard her father-in-law's warning, she lowered her head in embarrassment and spoke in her purest, tasteless voice.

"I don't have any money."

There was nothing that could be used to offset the value of the money.

Ink Yan didn't need to look to know that this must be the Maori 'clan rule'! She did not argue and took out the book that she prepared to record her statement. Flipping open a blank page, she cursed out loud.

"You ungrateful Maori. We refuse a toast and are forced to drink a forfeit! "

"Now, I've changed my mind. All the food here was sold at three times the market price! "If you don't have any money, then please sign off on credit!"

"Don't think that you won't pay without money right now! There are plenty of ways to make you pay for my work! "

"Then she pulled out Maori mother's hand, smeared her thumb with ink, forced the first finger to be pressed, and wrote a tael of silver on the back." She glared at him menacingly and asked, "Are you going to eat it or not?"

The daughter-in-law was too scared to speak. He looked back at his father-in-law for help. Without a word, he asked, "What should I do?"

He and Hisith were all shocked by Ink Yan's actions! I really want to shout out, 'You fucking forced me to buy and sell!' Why should I accept your blackmail?

However, at this moment, the middle-aged woman who was behind Maori's mother also reached out her hand and timidly picked up the brush that Ink Mist had thrown on the ground. She smeared her thumb black and pressed a handprint onto the notebook. Almost at the same time, she also quickly grabbed a piece of cake and happily ate it!