Chapter 39: The Economic Summit of Xiniya

  Aphrodite was taken aback, her slender willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows raised in surprise, and she said: "Huh? What's that?"

  Yefeng smiled and said, "Hand over all the money to me, I'll take care of it. When the time comes, you just wait for the grain, that's all. Who knows, in the end, there might even be extra grain left over for you."

  Nina felt uneasy after hearing this, unlike Aphrodite who didn't understand business, her years of management experience told her that such a large grain purchase would inevitably cause fluctuations in the market, and it was almost impossible to buy 150,000 bags of grain with that amount of money.

  She anxiously called out in a low voice: "Ye Feng, Ye Feng. Think it through?"

  Ye Feng raised his hand and interrupted her, saying: "I keep my promises."

  Aphrodite thought for a moment, then slapped the table and said: "Alright, let's do it your way. But I don't want much either. As long as you can raise 140,000 bags of grain, that's fine. If there's any leftover money, consider it your commission. However, there is one condition - no matter what, I have to be present to oversee."

  Ye Feng burst out laughing and stretched out his right hand, saying: "Deal."

  Aphrodite also stretched out her hand and shook his firmly, saying: "Deal."

  Ye Feng grasped her smooth and delicate small hand, his heart skipped a beat, and he playfully pinched her hand lightly with a sly smile.

  Aphrodite withdrew her hand calmly, but with a hint of amusement in her heart as she saw Nia and Diana's anxious expressions beside her.

  She yawned lightly, stretched her waist and said: "It seems that you must have something to say between you, so I won't disturb you. Miss, have you prepared a room for me? Yesterday was tiring all day, and last night was noisy all night, didn't sleep well at all. You know, lack of sleep is the enemy of beauty.

  Nia hastily ordered her maid to prepare a room for her to rest. A moment later, the maid came in and reported that the room was ready.

  Afu Luo followed the maid to the door, suddenly turned around, her long skirt swirling like a lily blooming. She smiled at Ye Feng and said, "Lord Ye, let's discuss the details of the matter thoroughly tonight, okay?"

  She threw a flirtatious glance at him, electrifying Ye Feng's entire body, and said ambiguously: "No matter how late it is, I'll be waiting for you."

  After she finished speaking, without waiting for Ye Feng's response, she had already walked out.

  Ye Feng was shocked and turned pale, turning his head back, as expected, he saw that Diana and Nia's faces were covered with frost.

  Niya sneered and glanced at Ye Feng with the corner of her eye, saying: "You wouldn't be infatuated with that fox spirit, would you? Can you just casually agree to this kind of thing?"

  Diana stood up silently and moved her limbs expressionlessly.

  Ye Feng listened to Diana's cracking of her finger joints, knowing that if he showed a hint of weakness at this time, what awaited him would be a stormy attack. So with an upright air, he said: "How can you think of me like this? Being able to buy a little more is just a little bit. I'm also thinking for those disaster-stricken refugees."

  Nia and Diana exchanged a glance and said in unison: "Pfft!"

  Ye Feng smiled slyly and said in a low voice: "The specific matter is like this..."

  Three people listened to Ye Feng's hushed plan, their heads unconsciously gathering together. It was as if they were discussing a grand conspiracy to overthrow the Norman Empire. From time to time, Oola would let out an exclamation of surprise, "Despicable, truly despicable."

  A few days later, one morning. The sun had just risen from the surface of the sea.

  The dock at Xiniya Port was already bustling with people, lively and extraordinary.

  Due to the lack of inland waterway traffic rights and the numerous internal customs barriers between countries, with heavy taxes levied. Therefore, inland water transportation is less profitable.

  So, apart from the private ships of those nobles, most of the maritime merchants coming from various places in Dianhai chose to trade at the port docks and then have their goods transported inland by other well-connected businessmen or daring smugglers.

  This also created the prosperity and flourishing of port cities.

  Local ports, in order to ensure their own economic stability and prosperity, often turn a blind eye to those lawless smugglers. As long as they don't cause trouble on their own turf, it's fine.

  Morse was the most outstanding member of this smuggling army, and can even be said to be a legendary figure among smugglers. It is said that he started from scratch, with only one small boat at the beginning; after many years of struggle, he already owns his own private fleet.

  In recent years, Morse has been enjoying a quiet life at home, but according to informed sources, Xinya City is about to introduce major regulations, so he can't help but take personal action and reappear in the arena.

  His merchant ship sailed into the harbor and had just come to a stop, without even having time to drop anchor.

  A guard had already arrived at the side of the boat, pulling loudly on the scull and shouting: "Who is the owner of the boat? Come down quickly. Our young master and Lord Ye want to see you."

  Morse was startled by what he heard.

  Although he hasn't been to Xiniya for a while, rumors have been flying around.

  One moment it was thousands of pirates attacking Western Xia. The next, the Red Blood Dragon Rider led several giant dragons to slaughter all the pirates. Then again, that Dragon Rider was a vampire reincarnation, sucking all the blood from everyone.

  However, some of his fellow travelers who returned from Xiniya did say a lot of good things about that gentleman. Because Ye Feng only charged those nobles. As for them, these 'rule-abiding' smugglers who paid taxes according to the rules were not treated with difficulty.

  Despite this, Morse was still somewhat nervous when he received the notice. After all, the reputation of the Dragon Knights wasn't something that a kind-hearted smuggler like him could afford to offend.

  He heard the announcement and hastily jumped down from the ship without waiting for the gangway to be set up.

  Morse followed the guard's guidance to a house not far from the dock, pushed open the door and walked in, momentarily stunned. Looking around, he saw that a high platform had been set up in the large hall, with a conspicuous banner hanging above it, which read: Warmly celebrate the successful convening of the first Western Economic Summit.

  On the high platform, several chairs were placed, but there was no one on them. Under the stage, it was crowded with businessmen from all over the world, who spontaneously gathered into several groups and whispered to each other about something.

  Morse found many familiar faces in the crowd of people chatting. Those who had fought side by side with him against the government's greyhounds and greedy nobles, had formed a deep friendship. Even those he didn't know, judging from their attire, were all wealthy merchants worth millions.

  As Morse came in, those people all greeted him with a low voice.

  Morse grasped the man and asked in a low voice: "What's going on here?"

  He pointed inside the hall and said: "I'm not too clear either, I just know it seems to be Master Ye Feng's order, so everyone was summoned."

  Morse let out a sigh of relief.

  Everyone knows that Governor Nia of Westernia is a fair and just person, always conducting business fairly. Unlike the nobles in other places, she never acts arbitrarily, taking whatever she wants without even making an excuse.

  These 'successful people' are usually busy with their own affairs and rarely have the opportunity to meet, so everyone is chatting now. However, they can't get away from their line of work for three sentences, and often discuss topics such as which place has a shortage of goods, what's in short supply, where production is abundant and cheap, and can be bought in large quantities, and other topics filled with the smell of copper.

  During the conversation, several deals were also reached. So in my heart, I think it's not a bad idea to hold such a gathering if there is time.

  After a while, the guard at the door shouted loudly: "The master has arrived", and the merchants all stood up and looked towards the stage. Two figures walked onto the stage, one of whom was an eleven or twelve year old boy dressed in magnificent attire.

  Morse saw the businessmen around him bowing to the boy, and immediately understood that this was the young master. He also hurriedly bowed down to pay his respects to the boy.

  Everyone shouted: "We've seen Young Master Xiao! We've seen Lord Ye Feng!"

  Ouyang heard their noisy voices and didn't think much of it. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone doesn't need to be polite."

  He sat down in the middle chair. Next to him, Ye Feng had already sat down without hesitation.

  "Alright, everyone please take a seat."

  Everyone sat down and quietly looked at Ye Feng.

  Yefeng said: "Today I found everyone here, is to talk with you about a business." Said here Yefeng paused before saying: "A big business."

  The following groups of people immediately have some, for them, if a noble or official wants to do business with you, it means that you are waiting to take out your money.

  Seeing the people below showing unwilling expressions, Ye Feng didn't say much and just waved his hand. A guard next to him stepped forward, pulled out a piece of sheepskin paper, and began to read aloud in a loud voice.

  "To prosper the imperial economy, satisfy the increasingly growing material and cultural needs of the masses, adapt to the vast market and the complexity of market changes, meet various market segmentation requirements, achieve industrialization and internationalization, adapt to the requirements of the market economy, enhance our risk resistance ability, profitability ability, scientific and technological innovation ability, realize rationalization of industrial layout and scientification of asset structure..."

  Just this opening speech, the guard had already talked incessantly for more than half a time, and the crowd of businessmen below were dizzy. Wanting to stifle a yawn, seeing Oola's piercing gaze on stage could only put down his hand and pretend to listen intently.

  This young master is a bit strange, while looking at everyone, he keeps muttering something in his mouth.

  There were businessmen sitting in the front row with sharp ears who could faintly hear the young master muttering 'five gold coins, five gold coins...'

  They didn't know that Ye Feng had promised that as long as Oola could persist in intimidating these unscrupulous merchants with her fearless eyes, he would give him a huge sum of money that could bypass Nia's audit and be freely squandered by him. This huge sum was worth five gold coins.

  It is worth knowing that, although he was the future Duke of Xynia, this poor child had only five hundred coppers a month in pocket money under Nia's strict control, not even as much as a child from an average noble family.

  Even so, Nia still often gave him white slips. A mother's lion roar: "What does a child want money for?" sent him away.

  Just as businessmen were about to fall asleep, the following words suddenly woke them up.

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