Chapter 566: Handle

"Is this true or not..." Gore muttered.

The recent news that the Saint Blaney Palace was attacked by strong men and the auction was forced to be suspended is also a big news in the Blue Castle. If this matter can be pinned on the Eastern Ambassador, then there is no need to worry about how to deal with him!

Philip glanced at Morrill who was still in the room and did not elaborate.

Because according to the investigation of the police department, there is also a suspected legendary wizard here.

If it is really the work of the ambassador and his gang, then this wizard who has never appeared is likely to be the protector of the ambassador.

This is a completely logical inference. Even if the Far East is backward, it is not incredible that there is a legendary wizard among millions of people. It can also be judged that the ambassador who can be protected by a legendary wizard is most likely a distinguished person, and his identity is estimated to belong to the level of royal relatives.

Such a person cannot be handed over to the lord for disposal.

Because Earl Cleveland must "punish" the other party in the aristocratic way, and the means are nothing more than house arrest, ransom, and expulsion. In his opinion, this punishment is just like playing house.

Reporting the news to the boss and asking him to contact the Holy Palace is the most appropriate approach.

Those behind-the-scenes controllers will not be afraid of a legendary wizard and the other party's noble status.

"Okay, you go out." Philip waved his hand and signaled Morrill to leave.

"Uh... Your Excellency, my answer just now..." Morrill was stunned. He said about 200 words, enough to exchange for a sum of money to leave the Azure Castle, but the manager seemed to have forgotten about it.

"Why, are you still staying in the office?" Philip laughed contemptuously and gathered the money on the table together again. "If they find out that you have negotiated with Baiguoyuan behind everyone's back, what do you think will happen?"

Morrill's face turned pale in an instant!

"Your Excellency, how can you-"

"So I will keep it a secret for you, this is the best reward for you." Philip's voice suddenly turned cold, "Now, get out!"

He opened his mouth tremblingly and wanted to say something, but Gore had already walked over with a stick.

Morrill swallowed all his words.

He stumbled out of the office.

Gore locked the door again, "Is this really a good idea? He won't be so angry that he will tell Momola everything that happened here?"

"Then he will become a traitor despised by everyone, and his fate will be ten thousand times worse than it is now. If he had such courage, he would not have come here." Philip raised the corner of his mouth, "Not only that, this matter is a handle that Morrill cannot see the light of day. On the contrary, if we use it well, we will be like planting an eye in the center of the rebels."

Gore couldn't help but admire his elder brother.

He had bribed a lot of spies before, but unfortunately none of these useless guys could gain the trust of the rebel leader. They were kept in the dark until the other party decided to launch a general strike, causing him to spend a lot of money in vain. And Philip didn't even spend a penny, but he broke through the barrier around Momola. This ability is indeed much better than him.

Gore began to look forward to the day when this group of hired workers would be completely destroyed.

…

At dawn, the first day's production progress was finally fully caught up.

The first batch of high-quality jams were freshly baked and entered the packaging room along the conveyor belt. There, these high-quality jams will be packed into exquisite colored glass bottles and sent to several fixed stores in the upper city. Their prices will be about three times higher than ordinary intoxicating jams, and only residents with surplus funds will pay for them.

However, this is not a problem that the workers of Baiguoyuan need to consider. They clapped their hands to celebrate, and their faces were full of excitement - even if everyone has never bought a bottle of high-quality jam, it does not prevent them from enjoying the happiness of the moment of achievement.

"I haven't seen everyone so happy for a long time." Jiaojiao wiped the sweat from his chest with his clothes and said with emotion, "Even though they have been busy all night, they are still very energetic. In the past, they should have fallen to the ground."

"Hehe..." Mrs. Karan chuckled a few times, "Everyone is not afraid of hardship, but of having no future. Now that there is hope, what's wrong with a little hardship now?"

"That's right, but I still want to give some credit to Sweet Bread." Momola was in a good mood, "I'm afraid no one could have thought that the day of the strike would be the day everyone ate the most in recent years. With a stomach full of bread, they naturally have enough strength to work!"

This made the other two laugh.

"The next job will be handed over to the next guy." Horn waved at the two, "I'll go first."

"Why are you in such a hurry today?" Mrs. Kalan joked, "You have extra wages and want to go to the city to enjoy yourself?"

"That's not true," Horn smiled bitterly, "I want to take a shower by the river first, and then go to the city to buy some food for Mu Li. Otherwise, if I go into the store with this sticky and smelly sweat, I will definitely be beaten by the store owner with a stick."

After Horn left, Mrs. Kalan also walked towards the factory with her hands behind her back, "Everyone has been busy all day, and it's our turn to show our skills next. You should go back and rest, you still have to work tonight."

"Yes," Momola replied, "I'll leave the factory to you next."

Looking at the lady's back and the factory that was about to start the next round of production, Catwoman couldn't help but take a deep breath of the cool breeze at dawn.

This may be the life she hopes for.

Work with your own hands to create a future worth looking forward to.

Just as she was about to return to the shantytown, a slightly hesitant voice stopped her steps.

"Momora..."

Catwoman turned around and found that the other person was Morrill.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Morrill noticed that his face looked quite bad, as if he was exhausted. "Why don't you sit here for a while, I'll go to the factory to ask for a bowl of porridge-"

"No, I'm fine..." Morrill was in a state of confusion at the moment. Since leaving the office, the conflict between the two choices in his heart has never subsided.

He wanted to confess everything to the other party, but he was afraid that the other party would no longer forgive him. Without that money, he would have to work in the factory for at least a dozen years. If he was regarded as a betrayer, Morrill could hardly imagine what the future would be like. The guilt brought by his conscience was constantly tormenting him, but the rational balance made it difficult for him to move forward.

"Are you okay?" Momola scratched her ear, "Don't force yourself."

"Um... Momola, I want to ask you a question." Moril gritted his teeth for a while, and finally whispered, "What kind of life did you live before you came to the factory?"