Yiyal is the main priest of Mara City, and his status is very different from that of the high priest in the temple.

The ability to mediate the relationship between Chen Yi and the temple depends on Chen Yi's trust.

Therefore, he did his best to do anything Chen Yi's affairs, and his attitude was as humble as if he had changed his own person, and he was completely invisible to the condescending situation when the city-state of Xijiang was first established.

In a friendly greeting position, Yial laughed at Zhang Jing: "Before asking the name of Gao, who represents your Excellency, I asked me to set up a banquet on the tower. What should we say while eating?" It was very consistent with the national conditions of China. Zhang Jingji followed suit and said: "I am Zhang Jing, a member of the Zhang family."

He never mentioned anything about representing Chen Yi or Chen Yi, but he did not deny it.

What a person Yial is? He has been in charge of sacrificial work in a region for decades. He has not seen many divine knights, but he has seen many fighting knights who dare not say anything. Hearing Zhang Jing looked at him, Yial was shocked and asked again: "Hisser Zhang Jing, did you bring me a message?"

If it weren't for the people from Jiangning City, he would definitely not be so polite.

Compared with the priest, Zhang Jing, the so-called heroic lying is really unfamiliar. Qiqi Aiai said: "His Excellency Chen Yi's Divine Art Knight, I praised the priest's loyalty to me two days ago, haha." Two days ago, he didn't know who the priest was Yial.

There is nothing to do if you talk nonsense.

The chief priest Yial naturally didn't believe it and was too lazy to expose it, so he smiled and said, "Let's go to the table." He was the liaison officer of the temple and might punish the impostors' temple officials, but he would not care about the people and affairs of Xijiang City.

This is the issue of "principles" that Chen Yi repeatedly emphasized.

Therefore, Yial neither exposed Zhang Jing nor was too lazy to pay attention to him. After two or three minutes of the seat, he pretended to be something, got up and left.

A young priest was left to accompany Zhang Jing to drink, which made the banquet boring.

"When will the main priest come back?" Zhang Pei became impatient after waiting for 20 minutes.

"I don't know, can I relay any news?" He said he was a little priest and was also a politician who had been through a long time, and he was at ease in dealing with two young people on earth.

No matter what Zhang Jing said, he got similar answers.

There was no way, he had to try his best to say in amazing words: "We can sell a batch of Knight spears at a cheaper price." "You?"

"Xuzhou Heavy Industry Flagship Store. We sell 50% off for the brave warriors in the temple. The spear purchased by the Yinsenpi Divine Art Knight comes from our store." Zhang Jing had no feelings about the sale of the first spear, and was very interested in the sale of hundreds of spears.

The little priest was indeed affected and said, "Oh": "This is interesting, but we have signed a contract with Your Excellency Mo Shaoqiu."

"It doesn't matter if we sign a contract. We can sign another contract again, such as a long-term supply contract." Just like other families in the Western Mainland, everyone wants to sign long-term contracts while the supply is short of supplies, but not many can succeed.

The little priest was surprised and hesitated: "It sounds good, but I am not qualified to make a decision." "We can provide hundreds of spears. Please explain to the priest Yial." Zhang Jing couldn't say too much, so as not to completely suppress the price.

After all, it is very likely that things that need to pass through the channel and then lower them. Of course, within a few years that can be expected, the channel tonnage will definitely increase gradually and reduce prices. It is expected that commodities that do not make money or lose slightly now will lose money in a long-term contract.

"Please wait." The little priest hesitated and went out.

Zhang Jing thought he was thinking, and smiled and moved his beardless chin.

The left behind Zhang Pei put his hands together and whispered: "Is it okay to grab the business?"

"If we don't rob them, we will think we are weak and easy to bully."

Zhang Pei glanced at his brother with a squinting eyes, noticed his anger, and naturally remembered the video of the rejection of bribery, and smiled and said, "Don't think too much, that video just happened to meet."

"I'm not like you."

After Zhang Jing said this, he realized that something was wrong, but the conversation was over.

Yial delayed for a long time and didn't come down.

When Tang Du was cold, the previous little priest appeared and said, "The main priest of Oyal decided to maintain the sacred xing of the contract."

"What? Holy xing?" Zhang Jing's forehead was shiny and said in a muffled voice: "What do you mean is that you would rather huā than ask for our spear?"

"Yes."

“Where is 40% off?”

"Sorry, the contract has been established and you cannot regret it."

Zhang Pei was so clever that he asked, "What is the content of the contract?"

The little priest looked back and after receiving the instruction, he replied: "All military supplies in the temple war must be purchased from Mr. Chen Yi first."

"Since it is preferred, then our price is lower, shouldn't it be more preferred?" the little priest smiled and did not answer.

Although hundreds of spears are extremely important, what is huā is the money from the temple. Yial's main priest relies on Chen Yi to make a living, so he certainly attaches more importance to Chen Yi's feelings. Use priority the day after signing the contract? No matter how exciting the reason is, this is a politically wrong decision.

Zhang Jing probably would never be able to understand the deep reason, so he could only indignantly scold the collusion between officials and businessmen. After returning to Jiangning City State, he wrote an article published in Xijiang.

This is a forum that anyone can see, including naturalized indigenous peoples in the Western Continent. Although only a few indigenous people with high control coefficients can contact

The article seemed to sink silently, as if no one noticed it.

When Zhang Jing looked at him every day, he found that no one cared about him, so he naturally felt depressed.

At the beginning, Zhang Pei also persuaded "The Western Mainland is a real-name network, so of course everyone dare not speak nonsense" or "there will be effective when the article is posted, so don't worry."

But Zhang Jing, like many children of officials, did not listen to the opposite words at all. When he returned to his residence, he still lost his temper.

Mr. Zhang saw it and was too lazy to convince him. On the return day of the second week, he ordered him to return to his family and not to come.

Zhang Jing didn't dare to lose his temper in front of the old man, but until he arrived at the earth, his whole body was trembling with anger.

The housekeeper and servant were afraid of provoking him, so they had to go to deliver the meal before they could. That day, the unlucky child from his hometown won the bid.

"Mr. Zhang, it's time to eat." The unlucky child pushed the dining cart, like a silly child who had not woken up in the hotel.

"Get out."

The unlucky child did not dare to leave and left the dining car outside the door.

Listening to the sound of going downstairs, Zhang Jing opened the door for a long time and dragged the food from the dining car in.

Thirty seconds later, another knock on the door came.

Zhang Jing suddenly felt deceived psychologically and threw the door open angrily.

"Brother Zhang." An old face, which was weathered, burst out.

"Potan?"

"I want to discuss something with you." Potan said, squeezing through the crack of the door, with a wonderful smile.

The main priest of Oyal changed into festive costumes and rushed to Xijiang City State again. He refused the discount worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and of course he had to come to Chen Yi to take credit.

The white sacrificial robe uses complex folds and golden threads. It looks solemn and serious, and has a faint sense of majesty. It seems that a monster draped the Forbidden City on his body and used a pyramid to make it. He stuffed the small paper sticks prepared in advance at the cuffs, and after careful inspection, he was 1 away from the office.

The carriage was walked out of the kilometer and went to the meeting to show your piety.

Yial tried many ways to express piety. The "beauty" used to play and the "wild beast" used to play were written on the gift list. However, the people of Xijiang treated beauties similar to those of wild beasts, and even had to go through the quarantine process. Since then, the priest gave up the plan to give gifts.

The beautiful and formal interests can get a little good attention, and Chen Yi's attitude is also very good, so Yial naturally kept it down.

For him, walking a 1,000-meter road is nothing.

The huge dragon beast bored playing with its horns with its hair, dragging the same huge carriage, following behind Bishop Oyal, making a clanging sound.

Although it was a bit noisy, it was mainly sent out from the carriage, and the rubber wheels were extremely quiet.

In the hotel on the east side of the Administration, Mr. Zhang, who was drinking by himself, stretched out his head and happened to see the priest Yial bent down and walk into the office.

"I don't know how deep this guy has in the Western Continent."

Similar questions have long been lingering in the minds of domestic senior officials.

Everything they heard about the Western Continent was from Chen Yi: almost everything they invested in the Western Continent was in Chen Yi's hands.

Of course, the senior management at this time did not realize that only Chen Yi could control the subway. They thought it was a special driving skill. Even if Chen Yi was unwilling to announce it, the gentlemen who claimed to be elites believed that they could explore and master it.

What they value most was the power of the Channel Committee. Everyone was very concerned about how much materials could be transported to the Western Continent and how much wealth could be transported back to the earth.

But now, many people, including the elders, have to think more and more deeply when they see the attitudes of the natives in the Western Continent.

The burden of family inheritance is often placed on the strongest. Others can pursue short-term interests in disregarding the future, but the strong have to consider more and more.

"Maoer, please ask Mr. Chen if he has time. Let's go over." "Now?" Maoer is his nephew. He is very familiar with Mr. Zhang's habit of afternoon tea, but it is rare to see him do things before and after drinking tea.

Mr. Zhang nodded slightly and thought to himself: In the current situation, if we don’t get close to the Chen family, we will probably only have leftovers in the future.

The interests of the Western Continent are really amazing. If they are well managed, they can ensure that the five generations of nobles are strong. This is the bait released by Chen Yi, or it is intentionally leaking the benefits of hand-stitching. The only criterion for judgment is loyalty. Young people like Zhang Pei and Zhang Jing don’t understand it, but Mr. Zhang can’t understand it better.@.
Chapter completed!