Chapter 639

If this game can be successful.

Selling easter egg models & cards is a profit point.

Selling duel plates is another profit point.

Selling recharge cards is another profit point.

It’s hard not to make a lot of money!

"I just wanted to make some pocket money last night, but I didn't expect the idea came to me today."

Duck was very excited.

After a while, Brown saw that he was so serious about his design, so he quietly stood up and tried to exit the room.

Duck raised his head and asked, "Where are we going?"

Brown froze, turned around and said awkwardly: "I won't bother you."

Dak wondered: "Aren't we talking about cooperation?"

"This..." Brown hesitated, "But that is all your attention, and I have no contribution here."

Dak's mind suddenly moved, he noticed his thoughts, and smiled: "It's not like that. The Eugenie Chamber of Commerce belongs to your family. Assuming that this plan can succeed, we also need distribution and promotion, and we will need a place to cooperate when the time comes. There’s a lot more.”

After Brown heard this, he suddenly became excited and quickly did it again.

Although he did not provide any ideas in terms of planning, distribution and promotion were exactly what the Eugenie Chamber of Commerce was good at.

If he can help the family get such a big business that anyone with a discerning eye can see, his position within the family will be stable.

When the time comes, no one will dare to tease him about his zero score in school!

I, Blanc Eugenie, am not stupid!

…

Duck sorted out his thoughts, put the papers filled with words in order, and said with a smile: "Don't be too hasty, this is just a plan after all. Whether it will be successful or whether it can adapt to the market remains to be seen.

It can only be said that if the Easter egg model succeeds first, its probability of success will be relatively high. So you don’t have to rush to tell your family. "

"I understand!" Brown said immediately, "It's a trade secret!"

Duck nodded and gave him a thumbs up as if he knew something very well.

The relationship between the two suddenly became much closer.

By the time they returned to the living room, they were able to talk easily.

Phyllis was surprised by the changes between them and asked curiously: "It seems that the cooperation is going well?"

"Not bad." Duck nodded.

In fact, this plan has three profit points.

The big head is definitely still in the sales of Easter egg models and cards, which is St. Mary's profit point.

And he plans to obtain the right to manufacture and sell duel disks and charging cards, which will be his profit point.

The college eats the big head, and he eats the small head. I think Professor Sylph and Principal Arte would not disagree.

After all, he did the entire planning.

"But this matter is really not urgent. We will wait until the execution ceremony is over in mid-July before discussing it with mother and Claire."

"When the time comes, just pick a maid from the family to start a new chamber of commerce and contact St. Marian College."

"I think about it, a Libra maid might be a good choice."

Duck sat down on the sofa and opened his mouth to bite the grapes that Diana handed over to him - of course they were peeled.

Immediately afterwards, they finished the entire tea party just like that.

Because they were really unfamiliar with them, Dak didn't take them to the back mountain to play.

At about four o'clock, the tea party came to an end and the five guests left one after another.

Except for Brown, who had gained something, and Phyllis, who had gained something, the other three aristocratic children were just going through the motions, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Perhaps we should ask about their family's position?"

Dak rested his chin and thought for a while. If he asked "Scorpio" Chris about this matter, he should be able to get information easily.

But when he mentioned Chris, his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered the two elders of the Knowledge Cult he met at noon yesterday.

"Hey, I forgot!"

…

So he got rid of Diana and Aurora, found Ollie alone, and asked Ollie to call Chris.

The petite Chris is still dressed in a refreshing style, with a single ponytail swayed behind her very casually.

"Good afternoon, Master."

When she emerged from the shadow in the corner, Duck was already surprised.

"sit."

He pushed the iced lemon tea that had been brewed in advance to the other side.

Chris followed his instructions and sat down, then held up the teacup, raised her pink little tongue, and licked it gently.

"hiss--"

The coldness, sourness and sweetness stimulated her taste buds at the same time, making her unable to help but retract her tongue.

Duck couldn't help but smile and said, "How is it?"

Chris brought the tea cup to her mouth again, took a sip, squinted her eyes and drank the tea for a long time before she said: "The tea given by the young master is still delicious even if it is highly poisonous."

Duck: "..."

Can we be normal?

Ollie, who was standing by, couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled: "Ice cubes and lemon tea are really the sublimation of both sides. It is such a simple combination, but I never thought of it before."

After speaking, she added: "There is also the milk tea that the young master mentioned. I already have some ideas. Do you want to try it tonight?"

Duck nodded and said, "Okay."

Ollie: "But I make hot milk tea."

Duck: "Milk tea is still hot and has soul."

Ollie looked happy.

Dak then said to Chris: "Speaking of which, where is the man named Ignaz Cooper? Is he still in the icehouse?"

Chris shook her head and said nonchalantly: "That man. I threw him out early in the morning to prevent him from dirtying the ice storage."

"Where did he throw him?" Dak asked curiously.

Chris said: "Gray Fog Forest."

Dak: "There?"

Chris grinned, rarely showing a charming smile that matched her 25-year-old age, and immediately said: "Doesn't he like to dream? I'll let him dream enough!"

Dak's expression froze, and he remembered the gray fog dream he had experienced on the magic motorcycle. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "What kind of dream would he have?"

Chris picked up a colorful poison needle with her fingertips, and slowly rotated it and said: "Probably a dream like the venomous snake hell. If he likes snakes, he might linger there."

Dak fantasized a little and couldn't help shuddering.

Others don't know, but if he was thrown into a pile of venomous snakes... I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it!

In order to divert attention, he quickly asked: "It's been a month, is he still alive?"

"I don't know." Chris shook her head, "I'm not a demon, of course I asked the ranger over there to help keep him alive. As for whether the ranger did anything to him because of his anger, that's not my concern. Maybe they have a good relationship, and the ranger took good care of him?"

"Haha." Dak laughed dryly, thinking that Chris might have some misunderstandings about "demons".

So he said according to his previous thoughts: "Since he is still alive, let him stay there for another two months. I will release him when school starts."

Chris curled her lips: "I understand."

The young master was indeed kind, and only punished the man for three months before releasing him.

Dak couldn't look at her smile, so he lowered his head and drank a sip of iced lemon tea, and asked: "So have you checked the people who came to the mansion today?"

Chris showed a professional smile: "Of course I have checked. Last night, I sent the information to the Duke. If the young master wants a copy, I will send it to him now."

"Bring one here." Dak nodded, "Also, send someone to pay attention to Aaron Reeds and Aviva Julius of the Church of Knowledge."

Chris stretched out her hand and gestured, and whispered: "Young master, do you want it?"

Dak was ashamed: "Respect the old and love the young. It's not easy for them to be so old. I mean, if they forget to eat and sleep and their bodies can't hold on, help them."

Chris said "Oh" and said: "I know the forced sleep technique."

"Okay, okay." Dak said, "Bring a copy of the information here."

Chris nodded, but obviously didn't mean to leave.

No one knew how she sent the message, but soon after, a maid from the "Scorpio Maid Group" knocked on the door and handed a thick stack of information to Dak.

After Dak took a look, he put it on the table and started to check from the top.

First, one of the three noble children at the top.

Even though he attended the tea party, Dak still had a very superficial impression of them, and only knew their names.

He flipped through it casually and understood: "He is a fence-sitter."

"Yes." Chris nodded, "He is a dispensable person, if the young master wants him to disappear."

"No need." Dak raised his hand quickly.

Chris said with a puzzled look: "What is the young master thinking? I mean let him go around you."

"Okay." Dak lowered his head and continued to look at the next piece of information.

After reading the information of the remaining two noble children in a row, he found that these three people were really just soy sauce, including their fathers, who were also everywhere.

But people who survive in this kind of cracks are actually under great pressure.

He didn't mean to look down on them, he just shook his head and sighed.

Such a person, of course, can't be friends.

Then he reached out to take the intelligence information of Brown or Phyllis, and then suddenly found that the thick stack of information had not been reduced at all!

"So whose information are these?"

Dak flipped through them with a black face, and then separated the information of Brown and Phyllis.

Then he was shocked to find that there were only five pages of Brown's information, and the remaining at least fifty pages were all Phyllis's!

This made him look up at Chris, but Chris was a little proud, as if she was "correctly guessing the will of the Holy Spirit".

But you guessed the will of Alvette, right? ?

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[Five-in-one 10100+]

[110/233]

[Another old man died around me. Birth, aging, illness and death are really unavoidable. Fortunately, they are not close relatives. Anyway, my work and rest schedule has collapsed again. It's already two o'clock. I urgently need votes to save it. 】

【I will have to go to work again after two hours of sleep (miserable). 】

Chapter 500: The Random God of Dak Dimon (10,000)

Dak rubbed his forehead and looked at the information of Brown Eugenie first.

The Eugenie family is a very famous one among the nobles in the capital, but unfortunately it is not a very positive reputation.

This family made its fortune through business, and later became aristocrats by purchasing a title, but it has always been notorious.

No matter in which era, merchants will give people an impression of being cunning and mercenary, not to mention that they bought the title.

In order to change this situation, the previous head of the Eugenie family chose to support the army with all his financial resources during the war, and finally won the appreciation of the king, which slightly reversed the family's reputation.