Big Capitalist

Barton was completely bewildered. What was this transportation subsidy? What was this meal subsidy? What was this new thing called the "five social insurances and one housing fund"? He had never heard of it before.

Merlin waited for a while, but didn't hear any answer from the other party. He couldn't help but look up and look at him in confusion.

Barton came back to his senses and quickly said, "I'm sorry, President, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Huh? No?" Merlin explained, "Transportation allowance means if you need a carriage to go to get off work, or if your carriage needs maintenance, our Chamber of Commerce will pay for it. As for meal allowance, it's a meal allowance. For someone of your level, the standard meal allowance is two to three gold coins."

Then, Merlin explained in detail what the five insurances and one fund, performance, full attendance, holiday allowances, and the issuance of chamber of commerce shopping cards are.

Barton was stunned, his mouth hanging open in amazement. "No, your Chamber of Commerce is doing charity? So exaggerated? The subsidy alone is almost as much as his daily salary, right?"

Merlin said disapprovingly, "Your previous year's salary was a bit low. I'll give you 2,000 gold coins a year, and the rest will be calculated separately. Just work hard."

After saying this, he lowered his head and continued to handle government affairs.

Barton was silent for a moment after hearing what Merlin said.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he picked up the Xiguang Chamber of Commerce's contract documents, walked up to Merlin, and said indignantly, "President, the Xiguang Chamber of Commerce is really going too far! Look at these contracts. Damn, the prices they proposed are ridiculously high. Take the purchase price of this batch of goods, for example. The market price of similar quality is only 70% of this price, but they've raised it so much. And these additional clauses seem reasonable, but they actually contain hidden secrets. Once we sign the contract, we will be constrained by them in many aspects and our costs will increase significantly. They are clearly bullying us and want to make a fortune from us!"

"Screw the Xiguang Chamber of Commerce! I am now from the Merlin Chamber of Commerce! If you dare to harm the interests of my Merlin Chamber of Commerce, even if you are my old boss, I, Patton, will never tolerate it!" Patton thought righteously in his heart.

In Count Leo's territory, residents stared blankly at the bustling demolition and relocation scene before them. In the distance, dust billowed, accompanied by the roar of machinery, brand-new buildings rose from the ground at an astonishing speed, leaving them speechless with shock.

At this time, an elderly couple was sitting at the door of their small mud house, leisurely eating melons. From time to time, they would point at the pretty elf girls in the distance and comment: "Oh, look at those elf girls. They are pretty, but they look too delicate. I guess they won't have a good time giving birth."

Just then, Garant came over with a group of students from the Arcane Academy.

Garant smiled and politely took out a document and handed it to the old man and woman: "Come, uncle and aunt, sign this document."

"Huh? What?" The old man and woman were stunned. Before they could react, they saw several young students holding red spray paint and writing the word "demolition" in large letters on their house.

"No, who are you and what are you going to do?" The old man and woman panicked instantly and stood up nervously.

They were nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, and as strong as a mountain. The tremendous energy and blood power emanated from them, which made Garant's heart tremble.

He secretly marveled, "No, what do the people in the president's hometown eat to grow up? Why are they all so strong? This old man in his sixties or seventies is even more muscular than an imperial knight."

Garant understood instantly. No wonder the Leo family was invincible on the battlefield. With such a group of soldiers as strong as orcs under their command, they were like bulldozers on the battlefield.

Just then, seven or eight of the old man and his wife's sons heard the noise and ran over angrily.

They were all muscular men, each of them was of great stature, holding farm tools, with angry expressions on their faces, and shouting loudly: "What are you going to do to our parents!"

The powerful energy and blood emanating from his body formed a strong sense of oppression, rushing towards Garant like a real wave.

Garant was startled by the sudden momentum and quickly shouted, "Stop these guys!"

The part-time students from the Arcane Academy behind them heard the order and rushed forward instantly. They mobilized the magic power in their bodies, opened their arms, and collided with the group of muscular men like a wall.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, those students who majored in magic and planned to become knights in the future almost vomited their overnight meals.

They cried out in their hearts: "What the hell is this strength!"

When the elderly saw their sons clashing with the students, they became anxious and shouted, "Don't hurt my sons! Can't we just sign?"

As they spoke, the old man and woman stretched out their big hands like palm-leaf fans and slapped the students of the Arcane Academy to the ground one by one.

Then, they walked up to Garant step by step, crying, as if they had suffered a great injustice.

This scene scared Garant a lot. He looked at his classmates who were "falling asleep" after being patted by the old men and women, and couldn't help but take several steps back.

The old man and the old woman sobbed and said, "We can't read. Can we just press our fingerprints?"

After saying that, he picked up the sickle beside him, cut his finger without blinking, and then pressed a bloody handprint on the contract.

"No, Dad! Mom! These people are going too far! What are they going to do?" The grandpa and mom's sons shouted angrily.

Garant looked at the signed contract and sneered, "What? Humph, you actually asked me what I'm going to do? Come and show them what we're going to do!"

After Garant finished speaking, he waved his hand suddenly, and a group of students behind him rushed forward like soldiers who had received a charge order, rushed directly towards the old man's house, and began to demolish the house.

For a moment, the dust flew again, accompanied by the shouts of the old man, the mother and their sons, and the house gradually collapsed under the actions of everyone.

The elderly watched their houses gradually crumble under the destruction of the crowd and were suddenly overwhelmed with grief. Tears streamed down their cheeks and they cried out, "You are a bunch of devils! You are destroying the house that our ancestors have lived in for generations. What have we done wrong?"

The cry was full of despair and anger, as if the most important thing in life had been lost.

The uncle and aunt's sons were so angry that they were shaking all over, their eyes red, and like enraged bulls, they roared at Garant and the others, "You bastards, just wait! We will go to the Earl to complain and let him give us justice! Don't think you can do whatever you want just like this, the Earl will never let you off the hook!"

They waved the farm tools in their hands, as if they were about to rush up and fight with Garant and others in the next second. The angry momentum seemed to burn everything in front of them to ashes.