How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 162. Chocolate is the best (6) + Stealing rather than negotiating (1) After talking with Senil Geotal, I immediately stepped down.

I deliberately do not look back to teach you that there is no longer a story to tell.

I have to show that I am a cold man as much as possible.

When I returned, Uncle Lichen was waiting there in advance.

“....why? What is surprising?”

When I delivered the result of the negotiations, my uncle looked at me with a look of surprise.

“I thought you would agree. But I didn't expect you to refuse.”

It was all the more surprising because I had never turned down a deal like this before.

“Actually, I thought about accepting it after seeing the conditions, right? Rumors aren't bad either. Well, it looks like you have business skills.”

“Then why did you refuse…?”

“…just a feeling.”

When I said it was intuition, my uncle looked completely incomprehensible.

“She's the kind of person you shouldn't hold hands with. I'm sure you're not a proper human being.”

It was said to be a sense, but in fact, I observed everything with my eyes, including her emotions and gestures, and even identified the color of her soul.

And the result...

....displeased me.

As a Merchant, having scheming is forgivable.

Nevertheless, the quality of her soul is too unpleasant to say that she is a black merchant.

Even when I saw the undead, I didn't feel so dirty.

It is impossible to know what they are thinking because it only determines the purity of the soul.

But one thing is certain.

There is something.

That, too, was something that a merchant would not be very proud of.

‘There must be a suspicious corner in some way.'

That's all I'm sure of.

“What do you expect them to do next?”

It seemed that they were worried that they would turn out to be hostile to our company by rejecting the deal.

“No, it can’t be.”

I don't know if it's a young boy or a young lady who doesn't know the world.

Would the heroine, who has been doing rugged business while crossing continents, do such crazy things?

Even if it wasn't so, it would be difficult to do business in the Kingdom of Ernesia if it was out of the eyes of the nobles.

But how much more are you arguing with me?

There's no way he wouldn't know that it was suicide.

That's why none of the grand councils dare to dare to fight with us.

For that reason, I think the possibility that my uncle is worried is low.

At least, I'm guessing they wouldn't dare to interfere in any way with my chocolate business.

“Then… you’ve caused Arel-sama a needless trouble.”

My uncle seemed to feel a little sorry, as if this meeting seemed to have just wasted my valuable time.

“No, it doesn’t mean anything at all.”

But thanks to that, there is something reassuring.

It was fortunate that I met the merchant right here and now.

More than anything, this is because it has a corner that can be used in its own way.

“...surely they said they had a lot of stomachs, right?”

“yes'?”

My uncle, who couldn't hear my mumbled words properly, was puzzled.

“No, it’s nothing. Just talking to myself.”

I smiled brightly and hesitated.

“Yes, Uncle. I have a favor to ask of you.”

“Just leave it to me as much as you like.”

“It's not difficult. Just find out where the Geothal Trading Company opens its stores and what it sells to certain nobles.”

I asked for the so-called background investigation.

If the other person looks suspicious, that's welcome too.

That's because it's worth using for its own sake.

Surely that time will come soon.

I was so sure

Senil Geothal's secretary.

As soon as Sanghoeju returned, I could roughly guess what had happened by looking at her frown.

“The negotiations… didn’t seem to go well, right?

“that's right. Apparently, the prince has no intention of making a simple deal.”

Now, her face is subtly distorted, as if resentful.

“What did you not like?”

“Well? I don't know that.”

It wasn't just the failed deal itself that caused her to disintegrate.

There are times when business doesn't work out.

Looking at her now, it's hard to imagine, but how much humiliation she had to go through before becoming the grand prize party.

If you struggle to disassemble each failure one by one, you will not be able to lead the same company as you are now.

“I really don’t know… Where did I go wrong?”

What kept bothering her was the way Arell treated her.

At least vaguely, she couldn't help but notice.

At some point, Arel stopped seeing herself as a trading partner.

It was weak, but she could barely tell the temperature difference felt in his eyes.

So, doubts were bound to arise.

“I don't think he's reluctant simply because

he doesn't like the terms of the deal.

“...Couldn't the lord of the store have made a mistake?”

When dealing with a high-status person, you should treat it more delicately than if you were dealing with a fragile glass.

But Senil snorted, saying that couldn't be the case.

“No way. I am always careful not to make a mistake even if I get drunk.”

Not to mention, I wouldn't have said anything irrelevant in my conversation with him.

It was clear no matter how many times I revisited the conversation with him.

Senil scratched the back of his head and sighed.

“I don’t know either. Is this why geniuses are incomprehensible to an ordinary person like me?”

“Or maybe you noticed?”

The secretary's expression darkened slightly.

“???? As expected?...”

Ours?...”

“Don't talk nonsense.”

Senil's voice suddenly sank.

“If you value your life, be careful what you say.”

If she had been the easy-going heroine just a moment ago, the next moment she began to exude the dignity of a grand master who leads thousands of people by leading the grand meeting.

“You really have a light mouth!”

“....sorry.”

“What happened?”

She quickly calmed down and sighed loudly again.

Then, perhaps to soothe this feeling, he took out a cigarette from the drawer and put it in his mouth.

“Anyway, he doesn't notice it. In the first place, I was careful not to be discovered only by the royal family or influential nobles.”

“…then what about the deal? Are you going to give up or...

“Or what? Are we going to attack Arnil Corporation?”

She was bewildered, as if she was out of her mind.

“okay. If it was the general grand prize party, they would have to fight an all-out war because they were treated like this. Because that is the pride of merchants.”

If each country carries out slaughter with soldiers and weapons, merchants try to cut off each other's power with funds and contracts.

In addition, if it was a business meeting of the level of Geotal Company, a single gesture from her would send ordinary merchants swooning with money.

however.

“No matter what, it would be reckless to challenge Arell Ernesia head-on.”

There is no problem if it is a fight between the target group.

However, the Arnil Company is not an ordinary target society.

It is because they are the ones who will see the blood if they fight the amount of money they earn or the royal family who is clearly behind them.

“We don’t need to stick our teeth in and get them to pay attention to us.”

“Then are you giving up cacao beans?”

The secretary licked her lips as if it was a waste.

As he is also a merchant, he knows very well how great the benefits will be when the deal is concluded.

That's why it feels like a waste to give up easily.

However, as Senil pointed out, it is true that there is nothing good if you rashly provoke Arell.

Are you giving up too?

However, it is fundamental as a merchant to decide when to step down.

“Then I'm sorry, but I guess I'll have to give up.”

“what? give up? Who said when did you completely give up?”

Senil exhaled cigarette smoke and said incredulously.

“But can't we get our hands on it?”

“It means that we will never touch it. As long as we don't touch it directly.”

At that moment, the secretary saw clearly.

The dangerous light in Senil's eyes.

But she just stares blankly at the wall and continues to blow out cigarette smoke.

She murmured quietly as she watched the smoke she exhaled slowly dissipate in the air.

“We just have to wait and see if the prince changes his mind.”

And all you have to do is provide an opportunity to change your mind.

Stealing rather than negotiating (1)

While the nobility in the kingdom are sending a hot topic about chocolate to the point that the chocolate melts.

I put the small pieces of chocolate in my mouth one by one and mumbled them while I was immersed in another thought.

“What about these guys…?”

Right now, in front of my eyes are five baby griffons that have grown to the size of my waist.

The griffons are spinning round and round around me now while crying vigorously.

....Aren't you half a cat? But why are you a puppy?

I'm dizzy. Stop it.

I frowned as I looked at these immature baby griffons.

“I guess I'll have to think about where to sell them soon?”

These guys are all Fry's children, the Fry II.

It seems that Fry, who sent the marriage, had a good marriage, at some point Oops! When I noticed, the number of babies had increased to five.

.... Considering that gryphons usually give birth to two or three young, this is an unusually large number.

At first, the baby griffons following me around were cute.

Even now, these 5 griffon siblings, who are in the midst of aegyo, are quite popular among the servants.

However, after half a year has passed, these griffons have grown considerably in size, and it has become quite difficult.

Now, it's just cute that he clings to me to play when he sees me like this, as he used to when he was a baby.

These guys will grow as big as Fry over time.

“Hey, don’t eat. Will you be in trouble if you eat this? First of all, aren’t you guys cats in the stomach?”

I thought again about what to do with these guys while admonishing the baby griffon, who couldn't fly yet, so he tried to jump by flapping his wings, but he kept trying to steal my chocolate.

At first, I just wanted to raise them all in my own castle.

It's not difficult.

The only problem is that my castle is narrow for these lively youngsters.

No worries about the cost of food.

I'm taking care of it. The servants do it, so it's none of my business.

but.

‘As expected, wouldn't it be good for these guys to keep them locked up here?'

Now, if I get a little bigger from here, I might fly far away.

But they are domestic cats... No, it's because it's a house griffon, so I don't think about flying.

‘How many dogs should I sell...?'

It was this big, so it wouldn't be a problem to separate it.

Even when I talked to Fry and the mother griffon of these cubs, there was no sign of dislike.

Rather, he looked at me badly, telling me to become independent now.

“What are these guys doing now….

I was muttering blankly while looking at the baby griffons, but the wrong words came out of my mouth unconsciously.

“...Fried chicken...

Come to think of it, is it lunchtime? I'm kind of hungry.

“???? huh?”

I don't know why, but the baby griffon that clung to me asking me to play quickly disperses and hides.

Um... How are you?

Anyway, really what to do with them?

This is why when raising a pet, it is necessary to thoroughly plan for the second generation.

Should've just cut the fry's... there?