Be a legal businessman in Liyue!

Tartaglia walked into the living room with an angry face.

“Wang Que!!!!”

Tartaglia roared, "You are so calculating."

Just as he was about to scold Wang Que, he heard Wang Que say faintly, "I've already done it."

"You..." Tartaglia paused in anger, swallowing back the curse that was about to come out, "You are in good health."

"Puchi!" Paimeng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ying couldn't help laughing.

Wang Que flipped his right hand, and a small stack of Hundred Unrestricted Talismans appeared in his hand: "Although the painting is complete, I miscalculated the cost."

His tone was deep and suggestive.

Tartaglia's face darkened again: "What do you mean?"

Wang Que: "You have to pay more."

He spent 500,000 yuan to ask Ying to do the job, so he should at least make an extra 5 million yuan in return.

"..." Tartaglia looked at Wang Que with gritted teeth, and looked at the talisman of no taboos under his palm.

He wanted to refuse, but was afraid that Wang Que would tear up the talisman directly.

He secretly hated Wang Que, this wicked guy, and also hated the person that Dotore recommended to him?

What’s more, I hated myself for not waiting a little longer. Why did I have to go to this guy to ask him to draw talismans?

"Huh, how much?"

Wang Que stretched out his hand: "Ten million Mora."

On the side, Ying and Paimeng stared with wide eyes at the stack of bright yellow talismans in Wang Que's hand.

Ten million Mora, is it so valuable?

They also didn't know that Tartaglia had already given 60 million, otherwise they would be even more surprised.

"Impossible! How much money have you taken from me during this period? You want another 10 million? This is impossible!"

Although Tartaglia is not very sensitive to money, after seeing Andre's recent condition, he also knows that it is impossible for the North Country Bank to pay another 10 million Mora to Wang Que.

Wang Que shrugged when he heard this and said, "Forget it then. I'll keep five and give you the rest."

Tartaglia laughed angrily: "I want thirty tickets, and you keep five? So you take one-sixth?"

"Then give me the money." Wang Que directly stretched out his hand to ask for money.

"Huh, five million at most. If you don't want it, I can only use other means."

Tartaglia's eyes turned increasingly cold as he looked at Wang Que.

This guy really deserves a beating.

If it weren't for his plan to seize the Heart of God, which couldn't happen in Liyue Harbor, he would have attacked Wang Que long ago.

He is a combat-oriented executive.

Five million is about Wang Que’s desired price.

So, he nodded and said, "Okay, then remember to send the money over, and we'll pay and get the goods."

Tartaglia nodded and looked at Ying again: "Huh, my friend, you see, this guy is a money-grubber. You'd better be careful when making friends."

Wang Que curled his lips in disdain, a cheap provocation.

Ying looked at Wang Que.

Wang Que said directly: "This guy is a fool."

Suddenly, Ying's eyes turned cold when she looked at Tartaglia.

The Fatui are bad guys, and this impression is still deeply engraved in the memories of Ying and Paimon.

This "prejudice" will only gradually change after Fontaine Alechino helps rescue people and Captain Nata becomes a real man.

Anyway, now the Fatui are very bad people to Ying and Paimon.

Chapter 107 You're Too Impatient

Under Ying's hostile gaze, Tartaglia left.

Only the original three people were left in the reception room.

"Wang Que, why are you doing business with the Fatui?"

Paimon frowned, her little face squeezed into a bun. She didn't understand. Wang Que knew that the Fatui were not good people, so why did he still do business with them?

Wang Que smiled and said, "I own a shop. If he comes to buy something, how can I not sell it to him? It's nothing more than raising the price."

There's no need to explain this thing, just get over it.

Paimeng thought about it and agreed. He couldn't just kick the guests out.

Ying, on the other hand, looked at Wang Que with a frown, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

But she didn't think much about it.

After all, in her eyes, Wang Que is a friend and the Fatui are bad guys, so it is easy to imagine who to trust.

"Okay, it's getting late. I won't keep you here any longer. I still have to go to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce."

Wang Que stood up to see the guest off.

Ying and Paimeng didn't stay long. After getting the money, Paimeng wanted to go eat at Liuliting.

See the guests off.

Wang Que looked at the sky and saw it was still early, so he turned around and went out.

……

Northland Bank.

Tartaglia no longer looked angry as she did during [Adventure First], but instead looked relaxed.

He found Andre and ordered directly: "Prepare five million Mora."

Andre felt bitter in his heart, wondering why he was asked for money again, but he still didn't dare to refuse: "Yes, my lord."

Tartaglia nodded slightly, and without saying anything else to him, turned and left.

Came to a secret room,

He turned on some instrument.

Soon, a voice came from inside.

"It's rare that you would contact me."

The voice was very magnetic. If Wang Que was here, he would be able to tell that this was the voice of 'Zandik'.

"The person you recommended to me cheated me out of 65 million Mora, Dotore. Should I settle this debt with you?"

Tartaglia said unhappily.

There was a slight silence on the other side, and then he said: "Didn't he do anything?"

Tartaglia paused and said, "I did it, but he blackmailed me and hired someone..."

He recounted everything Wang Que had done.

After hearing what Tartaglia said, Dottore on the other side laughed:

"That's a good move, even though it's a bit... unethical, but he didn't break the contract, did he?

Essentially, you rushed into it and tried to hedge your bets...

If you had believed him from the beginning and suspended your research on the Talisman Camp, you wouldn't have suffered these losses.

Tartaglia, I've told you long ago that your brain isn't suited to scheming."

Tartaglia: Was I scolded?

Dottore continued speaking:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with him. Accepting payment for work is always a very good quality. I believe that even if you don't push him, he will eventually give you the things on time."

"It's all because you were too impatient."

Hearing what was said, Tartaglia couldn't help but widen his eyes: "You mean, I was ripped off for so much money, and in the end, it was still my fault?"

Dottore's voice remained calm. "To be precise, it's Pantalone's money. Every penny you transfer from the Northland Bank belongs to Pantalone."

Tartaglia's tone was already somewhat angry: "No matter whose money it is, Dotole, the person you recommended is not useful. He is not loyal to us!"

His voice gradually became heavier. "I've been in contact with him for almost a month, and I can see that he doesn't agree with our philosophy. He won't sacrifice himself for the Queen. And you... think you can buy him off with 100 million Mora?"

During the time that Tartaglia and Wang Que were in contact, it was impossible for him to be really bullied.

In essence, he was also testing Wang Que's temper, political inclinations, his views on the Fatui, and a series of other issues.

But every time Wang Que would make him come back angrily, which showed that Wang Que was not someone he recognized.

"I never said I could bribe him with Mora." Dottore's voice remained calm. "My bait has never been Mora."

"Taddalia, do your own thing. You can put this money on my expenses. Pantalone won't care."

After a pause, Dottore's tone was slightly teasing: "Perhaps, you can tell Pantalone about this greedy guy. He will be happier."

It was unclear whether the 'he' he referred to was Wang Que or Pantalone.

Tartaglia frowned, somewhat confused about what Dottore was thinking, but still said, "Anyway, I won't contact this guy again. If you have any plans later, you can do it on your own."

He really doesn't like Wang Que.

Dotole: "Of course, I only asked you to help me deliver 100 million Mora in the beginning. The 60 million...oh, 65 million thing was originally your own doing."

Tartaglia's face flushed again, and he felt angry again.

Dotole: "Well, well, my experiment is about to begin. No more chatting. Goodbye."

Tartaglia: ...I'm so angry.

……

Feiyunpo Feiyun Chamber of Commerce.

There were still many servants waiting at the door of the Chamber of Commerce, soliciting customers from time to time.

When Wang Que approached, a servant's eyes immediately lit up and he ran over.

"Boss Wang, good afternoon. What are you looking for this time?"

Wang Que took a look at him and recognized him as the servant who had come to buy drinks with him before.

It can be seen that he is also impressed by himself.

"I'm not buying anything this time. I came here to see Xingqiu." Wang Que said.

The servant was not disappointed, and his smile was still sincere: "Looking for the Second Young Master, please follow me."

I followed the servant into Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and found a place that was probably a lounge to sit down.

The servant brought tea and then left in a hurry.

Not long after.

Xingqiu, dressed in casual clothes, came over.

"Hey, Boss Wang, how come you have time to come to my place?" Xingqiu said teasingly with a smile.

Wang Que immediately stood up and gave a pretentious bow: "I'm here to bring wealth to Master Xingqiu."

"Hahaha, you're still the most interesting. I'm almost getting moldy staying in the Chamber of Commerce."

Wang Que's serious look made Xingqiu laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

Wang Que smiled and said, "I'm not kidding. There really is a way to make money for you."

As he spoke, he took out a document and handed it to Xingqiu.

It was the information about the new elemental plant in his hand.