In the spacious conference hall, Chamber of Commerce Chairman Roger, sitting in the chairman's seat, is holding a regular meeting.

"Wuguan Group often controls the sales channels of inherited equipment," he looked at his subordinates with bright eyes.

Point your finger to a certain bar chart on the development strategy map, Roger continued.

"They monopolize more than 90% of the share of the inheritance equipment market."

"This is a big obstacle for our group to enter the weapon and equipment market." Roger's eyes showed a sense of pressure.

"It can be said to be a long-term and strong competitor," he knocked on his pipe.

"We have to find a way to give them a color."

At this time, an assistant came over, handed him an envelope, and muttered a few words in his ear.

Roger looked at the gold watch in his hand and said to the directors, "Everyone will leave the meeting first."

He led his assistant straight to his office.

Sitting in the office, Roger ordered his assistant to wait outdoors, and then he opened the envelope alone.

The signature above is Yang Jian, president of the Alchemy Guild.

"Dear Mr. Roger, Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, personally opened: After the last time I parted, my brother was safe. Brother Ren has a batch of inherited weapons and equipment. If Brother Xian wants, he can be convenient."

Roger's eyes lit up and folded the envelope and hid it in his chest pocket.

This Yang Jian will really bring me good news. This is an excellent opportunity to lower the inheritance price, block the sales channels of Wuguan Group, and then take the opportunity to expand the sales channels of his own group.

Hahahaha, God is really helping me!

Roger was extremely excited inside, and he looked at the young man with admiration.

He immediately summoned his assistant.

"Contact with the Alchemy Guild CEO immediately and send me a password: The method is feasible, but the actual operation still needs to be considered. Please come up with a feasible plan first and use it as a reference, and our group will make plans."

An owl set out from Huttonmar, crossed the mountains and ridges, and flew from north to south. The destination was Afaria, the southern border.

A letter of reply from Roger tied to one of its legs.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the camp at Alfariya, there were bright lights.

The two bigwigs of the Alchemist Union are discussing countermeasures.

"Mr. Yang, will Mr. Roger adopt our suggestions?" Hans asked with confusion.

Yang Jian was holding a cup of tea in his hand. He watched the brewed tea turn over in the water, and bubbles popped up.

"Roger is a very ambitious person. He will never be satisfied with the material and processing industry. He will definitely target the more profitable weapon and equipment industry."

Yang Jian tasted the tea gently, and then sighed comfortably.

"I guess he will agree."

"But", he paused and stared at the rising mist.

"Sales channels are a problem."

"We must find another person who can help and open up channels."

"Who do you mean?" Hans leaned forward and made an inquiry statement.

"Hehehe", Yang Jian put down the teacup and looked at the vast night outside the barracks meaningfully.

The sky at this time was like a man covered in a veil, unfathomable.
Chapter completed!