V1.Chapter 187

The drizzle is continuous and the sky is gloomy.

Zidi's father was buried behind the manor, together with her mother. This is the last wish made by Zidi's father the year her mother died.

At first, he found the first pot of gold in his life. In order to marry Zidi's mother, he used almost all his wealth to buy this hill and built this manor.

For Zidi's father, this is the witness of his brilliant life, the beginning of happiness and the end of life.

The priest was praying, and the coffin fell into the tomb.

A group of people dressed in black, silent, solemn atmosphere.

Zidi stood in the front, staring at the coffin in front of her quietly.

Here lies her last relatives in the world.

Her face was expressionless, but her heart was full of grief and hatred.

How ridiculous the cause of death is!

As the president of a super chamber of Commerce, her father has black iron level cultivation and has many powerful body protectors. Even riding a fierce horse with explosive hooves will not die like this.

But such a ridiculous reason is accepted.

Ignorant people really believe and sigh about the impermanence of fate.

And those who know social rules well and have wisdom know better - this is actually a cold and ferocious warning given by imperial dignitaries to the lower class - Wisteria chamber of commerce is so large that the president of the chamber of Commerce will suddenly fall off his horse and die one day. You should know who is in charge of this empire!

After the priest prayed, someone took the shovel and filled the tomb with earth.

Soon, the funeral was over.

"Thank you, father." Zidi, as a family member, thanked the priest.

"Beautiful lady, please mourn. May your father be guided by the gods and ascend to the kingdom of God." The priest comforted.

Zidi's father was a believer in the God of wealth, but he was not pious.

Most of the believers of the God of wealth are poor, and most of the rich believe in general.

This is reasonable.

Talents who can earn wealth will take their hard-earned fruits as their own, and are not willing to contribute to the gods.

Poor and incompetent people crave wealth and can only rely on prayer. Their faith is often devout.

Of course, there are also rich crazy believers, but the number is obviously less than that of other gods.

For the blessing of the priest, Zidi knew very well that it was impossible.

Not to mention her father's faith, the most important thing is that her own soul dissipated after her father fell and died.

In this world, the death of people does not mean that secrets are deeply buried. Whether magic or magic, there are many ways to cross death and mine a lot of information.

The soul dissipated, which was obviously the murderer's clean pen.

The real murderer behind the scenes is unwilling to leave any handle. It's not to worry about what Zidi or the people of the chamber of Commerce will do, but to avoid this control falling into the hands of other powerful forces.

As a result, Zidi and others still don't know who is the enemy who killed his father and who is behind it.

"But I will still try my best to investigate the truth and avenge you as much as I can! My... Father."

Zidi stood where she was, like a statue, and did not move for a long time.

The fat tongue behind her sighed and patted her shoulder: "don't be too sad, little purple."

"President, he actually has a hunch."

"He has always loved you and felt guilty about you."

"After you rejected the garden Lord, he resisted the pressure and never forced you again."

"Over the years, you refused his funds, never used a point, but worked hard by yourself, which made him distressed and very gratified. On many private occasions, he used every little achievement you made to show off to me that he had such an excellent daughter."

Zidi was silent for a long time: "Uncle fat tongue, I want to get along with my father alone for a while."

"OK." Fat tongue nodded, turned around and waved, motioning for others to stay away from the tombstone.

The group stood in the distance, looking at Zidi and the tombstone, and began to talk in a low voice.

"How long will she stay? How long will we wait?" Someone is impatient.

"Hum, if she hadn't been shrinking in the college all the time, how could the president wait until now to be buried!" Someone expressed dissatisfaction with Zidi, "even if there is a contradiction between father and daughter, it's not like this."

"According to the schedule, the next step is the meeting. Hurry up, my time is very tight."

Fat tongue turned his head and looked at the crowd with indifferent eyes. He said: if you want to wait, you can wait. Don't want to wait, time is tight, you can leave directly, and naturally you don't have to attend the meeting.

People's discussion suddenly stopped.

Fat tongue turned his eyes to Zidi again, and his heart was worried. This group of people attending the funeral are all veterans of the chamber of Commerce, or elders, but now their minds are different. Some people want to work alone, some want to revive the chamber of Commerce, and of course there are spies among them. Compared with her father, Zidi has no authority over these people and is sure to lose the scene.

At the beginning of the meeting, Zidi directly said, "I don't know much about how to operate the chamber of commerce at present. If you have anything you want to say, just say it directly."

"Then I will say directly that my main business is the production of Griffin seats. But at present, the alchemists in the chamber of Commerce have been poached, but I still have a large amount of orders to complete. I need the chamber of Commerce to adjust enough alchemists for me to help me overcome this difficulty!"

"My flour business in the stone statue city has also been suppressed. Many merchants in the City unite to disgust me with competition. They hire Street hooligans to interfere with my store and thieves to try to burn down my granary. I caught the thieves, but the city Lord and the city guard were on their side, and there was no justice at all."

"My banks all over the province have also suffered runs. At present, my capital chain is directly broken and I need a lot of financial assistance."

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Everyone was in a difficult situation. In the past, wisteria chamber of Commerce was super large in scale and was very popular. The business territory expanded rapidly, and the speed even frightened the president of the chamber of Commerce.

But now, everyone knows that the wisteria chamber of Commerce has collapsed, and most of the industry has been divided up by major forces. The full crocodiles slowly left the scene, and a swarm of piranhas attracted by the bloody smell swarmed in. Everyone saw the residual weakness of Wisteria chamber of Commerce, and everyone wanted to bite.

Yuan Lao and others left by the chamber of commerce were miserable. They basically attended the meeting to seek help and keep warm.

Facing many requests, Zidi shook her head slowly, "I can't help you. In fact, I don't know what to do."

"Miss Zidi, it's actually very simple." The old man who ran the bank smiled, "we know that in the past few years, your father has been remitting money to your account for your tuition."

"But in fact, this amount of money is huge, far more than what is needed for school."

"I think this should be the means that the president prepared in advance to cope with our current situation."

Zidi's School of witchcraft and Wizardry has a superior status, and the assets in her private account are often relatively safe.

Zidi winked. "You mean, let me lend you this money?"

"Yes, as long as I get through this difficulty, I will repay you several times, beautiful young lady." Yuan Laodao.

Zidi nodded, "I agree with this method. In fact, I am willing to do my best to help you."

The elders of the chamber of Commerce smiled one after another, and some people began to praise Zidi's kindness and responsibility, with a president's style.

Zidi thought for a moment: "I am willing to take out 100000 gold coins as a loan. I hope you can take the black hair horse farm as a mortgage. At the same time, the interest is 10% per year."

The smiles of the elders of the chamber of Commerce froze one after another.

Fat tongue secretly funny. On the way, he told Zidi a lot of things, but after communication, he was surprised to find that Zidi was far more mature than he thought.

The old man in charge of the bank also changed his face and stood up from his seat. "You are robbing!"