Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 337: There are many tricks in the city

Looking back on his life, the president of the Adventurer's Guild felt that his life was not successful.

Although the title of president sounds impressive, he was actually a passive successor.

Once upon a time, he was an adventurer with dreams in his heart, a fledgling warrior, until he was shot in the knee by an arrow. The condition was barely healed, but his leg had been a little lame ever since.

He couldn't be an adventurer if he walked with a limp, but adventure was what he had longed for since he was a child.

So he chose to become a clerk in the guild, or to be more precise, an accountant.

In fact, nearly 30% of the members of the Adventurer's Guild are not adventurers. They are responsible for organizing commissions, providing logistics, handling various disputes, settling accounts, etc.

After becoming an accountant, he discovered that he had a talent for this, at least more than being a warrior.

With the gradual increase of his years of service, he worked hard and became the chief financial officer of the guild due to his excellent talent.

But as his position gradually improved, the situation of the guild deteriorated.

The number of commissions is decreasing day by day, and it has changed from adventurers choosing commissions to several teams competing for one commission.

What's worse is that there is an overabundance of adventurers, an imbalance between supply and demand, and the free market has to make its adjustments.

Not only did the number of commissions decrease, but the average reward for each commission also decreased.

The guild itself also takes a commission from the commissions, which is the main source of income.

In the past, when adventurers had an easier time, the services provided by the guild were worth the commission, but now that there is less money, some powerful and reputable teams have begun to bypass the guild and approach employers privately.

Caught in a vicious cycle.

The previous president was a powerful adventurer himself, but he took the initiative to resign because he was busy taking private jobs.

After that, the position of president remained vacant for a long time as no one wanted to take over this hot position.

After all, if he became the guild president at this juncture, he would have to face hundreds of thousands of resentful middle and lower-level adventurers.

It's no good being scolded.

At this time, the directors suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a hardworking finance officer who was very suitable to be brought in to take over.

He has feelings for the guild, is familiar with the specific situation, and has a strong sense of responsibility. He is even an accountant. As an accountant, he should bear responsibilities that he should not bear at critical moments.

Just like that, the president became the president without knowing it.

The good news is that he really wants to help the more mediocre adventurers in the guild.

He had been one of those people.

When he received the message from Drogo, he saw it as a chance to at least alleviate his current predicament a little.

But just now, the opportunity was shattered.

A second after he stood up and said "No" in a hurry, he realized that it was most likely Drogo trying to find out the bottom line of the Adventurer's Guild.

He revealed everything in just one sentence.

Although the negotiation has just begun, it has actually ended. The rest is just garbage time, waiting for Drogo to offer a lower price.

The president swallowed awkwardly and looked around. The directors lowered their heads in silence. He looked at Drogo opposite him. He had never studied the expression of a dragon, but he guessed that Drogo looked proud.

No, I have to try again.

Everyone says that although Drogo is greedy, he is not purely evil, especially his treatment of workers, which he treats quite well.

The president immediately came up with a new strategy.

Since the other party already knows that the guild is in a miserable situation, it is better to take advantage of the situation and play the victim and gamble on Drogo's conscience.

The president forced out a bitter smile that was uglier than crying. "Mr. Drogo, this is the case. To be honest, the Adventurer's Guild is in a bad state recently. The number of commissions is not enough to sustain the income of so many adventurers. Some branches in some regions have even begun to provide commissions such as alchemical drug testing."

Drogo nodded to show that he knew everything.

In fact, he didn't know. He just guessed that the Adventurer's Guild was running out of money. He didn't expect that the low-level adventurers would have to resort to drug testing.

It can be said that the only difference between them and homeless people is their names.

The president continued to play the victim. "Dragon hunting commissions are a large category of commissions. If we stop, what will happen to so many adventure teams that make a living from it? If so, we accept your conditions, but we have to discuss it. Instead of canceling all dragon hunting commissions, we can set an age limit. Dragons above a certain age cannot be commissioned."

"Well said."

"I knew you would agree, thank you so much..."

"But I refuse."

The president was about to say his thanks when he stopped talking.

Drogo had a conscience, but not much.

In the previous exchange, he has adjusted the goals of this negotiation.

The original plan was to remove the dragon hunting commissions and allow the guild to accept low-level adventurers to transfer to couriers for as little money as possible.

Now it seems that I shouldn't have paid.

He was helping the guild by providing express delivery services, so how could he spend money?
So he decided to take the first step of the routine, which was to put pressure on him and refuse whatever the president said.

"I totally cannot accept your request," Drogo said in a serious tone, "Cancel the dragon hunting commission. The most important goal is to protect young dragons and sub-adult dragons. On the contrary, there is no need to protect older dragons. How many of the Adventurer's Guild's ancestral commissions for hunting ancient dragons have been completed so far?"

"Forehead……"

The president couldn't refute it.

What Drogo said does make sense. Even if dragons are old enough, few people take up commissions. Some commissions have been hanging in the guild for hundreds of years, and the clients have changed several times, but they still haven't been completed.

"Adventurers should not be defeated by such a small difficulty."

Drogo began to execute the second step of the routine, adding value.

"If there are still many high-level commissions that have not been completed, it proves that there are still many places for high-level adventurers to use their skills. The so-called difficulties of the Adventurer's Guild are nothing more than a lack of determination to become a top adventurer and the spirit of enduring hardships when one is insignificant."

"But, we don't even need a small commission?"

"Think about it carefully. Is it true that there is a lack of even the most basic commissions? Or are the adventurers unwilling to do it?"

"Maybe, maybe some adventurers are unwilling to do so. But since all the requests for drug trials have been posted, there really are no requests. If there are requests that do not involve self-harm, even if they are low-level, there will be many adventurers who will take them up. Even if they are unwilling, the guild will persuade them to take them up."

Hearing the president's words, Drogo knew that it was time to execute the third step of the routine, and he reluctantly agreed.

"In that case, I have a proposal. I can provide a lot of commissions, and they will be provided continuously."

"Really?" The president seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw.

"It's a less risky commission. I will develop an online shopping platform. The goods will be delivered to the buyers by express delivery. I can complete the transportation between cities, but the delivery to the buyer's door can only be done by humans."

The Guild Master understood what Drogo meant, "So it's a freight commission."

Freight consignment is a very common type.

"Yes, but it's just transportation within a fixed range of a city. It's very repetitive and boring."

"That's better than nothing. Are there really enough?"

"In the initial stage, we will start business in several major cities, but in the future we will expand to the whole mainland. As long as people shop online, we will have a steady stream of commissions."

"That's great." The president was very excited.

"But there is a problem." Drogo pretended to be embarrassed. "What is the problem?"

"Express delivery requires the establishment of outlets in every city, which is a rather laborious task for the Zhuoge Group. If the outlets can be built quickly, it will not take long for express delivery to be delivered all over the continent. Unfortunately..."

"Don't feel sorry, the Adventurer's Guild has branches in all cities!"

"Really? Perhaps it would be more appropriate to hand this matter over to the local business groups that the group cooperates with..."

"Not suitable! No merchant group can cover a wider area than the Adventurer's Guild." The president felt that he should add some code to win these commissions for the guild. "I heard that you are still recruiting dragons from all over the continent. If you hand over the express delivery business to the guild, we can find the dragons hidden all over the continent!"

Drogo seemed to be hesitating, as if he didn't know whether to hand the package over to the Guild or the Caravan.

In fact, I feel very happy.

I just learned this from the bankers, and they describe something that is clearly a mutual benefit as if it were a welfare benefit.

It’s really useful.

Speaking of which, this trick seems to be often used by bosses on Earth. The work is clearly an employment relationship, but it is made to seem like a "gift" to the employees.

A few minutes later, the board of directors voted and unanimously passed the resolution for the association to take over the express delivery business.

Drogo happily signed the contract with the president.

"Thank you so much. From now on, whoever issues a dragon hunting commission in the Adventurer's Guild will be the enemy of the Guild. Don't worry, from now on, no dragon will be harmed by the Guild's adventurers."

The president assured gratefully.

This made Drogo feel a little guilty.

However, the express delivery business is definitely a good thing for adventurers. Although it is not a good job, it is definitely better than starving. It just requires a large number of adventurers to say goodbye to their dreams of exciting adventures, becoming heroes, and achieving success.

Before leaving, the president advised: "Although the Adventurer's Guild has cancelled the dragon hunting commission, there are many powerful adventure groups that are taking private jobs now, including the Broken Tooth Dragon Hunting Group. Their main business is dragon hunting."

"Do I need to find this dragon hunting group?"

"That's not necessary. But if the Drogo Group openly opposes dragon hunting, given the leader's violent temper, I'm afraid he will come directly to you. It's best to prepare early to avoid unnecessary trouble. If you need their information, the guild can provide it."

That’s right.

He betrayed the Dragon Hunting Group so proactively.

Drogo always felt that perhaps because the Dragon Hunting Group took on private work, the president had some personal grudge against them.

"Okay, I'll make preparations early." Drogo turned around and prepared to leave, but then he remembered something, "The guild can ensure that adventurers will accept courier commissions."

Based on Drogo's impression of most adventurers, they are all not very dangerous.

If extreme sports were popular in Fehling, every one of these people would be sponsored by Red Bull.

Therefore, it is very likely that someone is extremely poor but is unwilling to deliver express packages.

"Don't worry," the president seemed confident, "we are very good at this. There will be enough adventurers willing to do this. After they have worked for a while and realized the benefits of stable jobs, they will accept it."

Why did it take you a while to realize this?
Drogo had a clue of the president's plan.

I didn’t expect that this president with thick eyebrows and big eyes is not such a “good guy”.

……

A small town in the western part of the Kingdom of Sutton.

The whole city is filled with low houses with flat roofs to adapt to the dry and rainless climate here.

The howling wind blew through the streets, raising clouds of dust.

In addition to drought, the second characteristic of this place is that the wind blows twice a year, each time lasting for half a year.

Normally, a city would not be built in such an uninhabitable place.

But this was once the site of a famous city in the last era, but now it is buried under the yellow sand.

Countless underground ruins make this place a paradise for adventurers.

Later, mines were discovered here, and it gradually became a small town.

It’s just that in recent years, the mines are still dug the same, but there are fewer and fewer adventurers.

the reason is simple.

The relics that were once thought to be countless have been counted, and not only have they been counted, they have almost been explored completely.

There are only a few large and difficult ruins left, which are in the charge of high-level adventure groups.

As for the "bulk" adventurers, they almost lost their living space.

However, the Black Cat Team did not leave because the team members are locals and their homes are here.

In the deserted lobby of the Adventurer's Guild branch, several team members were squatting in the corner, waiting for their captain to return with the commission.

"What commission do you think today is?"

"I said I didn't have any commissions today."

"Hey! Be more proactive. There will definitely be commissions. At worst, there will be commissions for drug testing."

"Come on, take that one if you want."

"Tsk, look, I said there must be a serious commission today, bet a copper coin, do you dare?"

"Hey, can you still take out a copper coin from your pocket?"

"I, I go to a restaurant to work in the kitchen and earn some money!"

They are still an adventure team in name, but their main source of income is actually odd jobs.

I just don't want to give up my identity as an adventurer.

That was a childhood yearning.

A few minutes later, the captain ran and jumped towards them, his eccentric pace was the result of his excitement that had nowhere to release.

"Great, today is our lucky day!"

"Could it be that the captain has gone crazy because of being poor for too long?" a team member whispered.

"It's okay. Even if he's crazy, he probably won't bite anyone."

"You're crazy!" The captain looked very excited. "I found a very special commission in there!"

As he said this, he excitedly showed the power of attorney to his team members to prove that he was not lying.

"Look, this is a long-term commission, a mysterious cargo delivery, and it's very important to do it in the city. It will let many people in the city know us! And pay attention here!"

The captain pointed to a few lines on the letter of authorization.

"Look what's written here?"

"Uh, 'The execution of the commission is highly dangerous, and there is a high probability of close contact with a dragon.'"

"Yes! Contact with a giant dragon! Not a dragon beast, not a baby dragon, not stealing eggs, but a giant dragon! I knew there was a reason why the guild canceled all dragon hunting commissions. There must be a big operation. This is our Black Cat Team's chance to make a name for itself..."

(End of this chapter)