Chapter 1316 - 29: What Kind of Godlike Plot Twist Is This?

For a moment, the Chi Mei Demon Envoy found the thought terrifying.

If this Primordial Water Cyan Dragon Race were tamed by the Wang Family, then this family would become extremely formidable in the future.

This Changning Wang Family appears to be a local power on the surface, yet the deeper the contact, the more they seem unfathomably mysterious.

At the same time.

Wang Anye watched An Xin discussing the cooperation plan eloquently, with clear logic and meticulous thought, exhibiting remarkable capability in handling affairs, and he felt quite gratified and somewhat envious inwardly.

Simply considering the implementation of specific industry tasks, Wang Anxin is much better than him. After all, An Xin started from the grassroots level and has been rotating and improving in various family industries, possessing rich work experience.

Compared to Wang Anye, who mostly went outside to herd fish and gather resources, his specific work experience is relatively less.

Wang Anye also mentioned to his great-grandfather that he wanted to start from the medium to low levels of the family industry to accumulate experience and live a life that ordinary people live.

However, his great-grandfather said to him earnestly, "Anye, the family is not yet prosperous and there are many areas where we need to spend money. When you go out and pick things up for personal use or to sell, your comprehensive output already matches the value of two core family industries."

To make the family prosperous as soon as possible, Wang Anye could only grit his teeth and continue the year-after-year work of picking up wealth. Even though now, when he plays and herds fish, he’s at the point where he feels nauseous at the sight of anything valuable, he still endures the discomfort, diligently gathering wealth and resources back.

Sigh, he really envies those people who only need to go to work every day.

"No, no! Our Dragon Race has a very large appetite~ Your Wang Family’s distribution of benefits is very unreasonable!" Ao Juechen pressed both hands on the table, his beard moving without wind like a wildly dancing octopus, "For a Tier Nine Grand Elder like me, when I’m happy, I need to eat a Tier Five Desolate Swamp Ferocious Crocodile each meal, and when I’m unhappy, I need to eat two, and I eat three meals a day! Therefore, I, the Grand Elder, think we should at least get an 80% share."

In the negotiation group, a middle-aged man with a goatee, Murong Qiubai, calmly said, "A Tier Five Ferocious Crocodile, after removing the inedible parts, weighs between 15,000 and 20,000 pounds. Although it’s far less expensive than the Tier Five Snow Pattern Spiritual Ox Beef you just ate, it still costs five Qian Gold per pound. Even at the minimum, it would require 65,000 Qian Gold per crocodile. Calculating your daily happiness, it would amount to 200,000 Qian Gold a day, and over 70 million Qian Gold in crocodile meat a year."

"And for our Human Great Emperor, the annual expenditure on food is only six million Qian Gold!"

This Murong Qiubai is a typical graduate of a high-level clan academy and has now risen to the position of deputy financial director of the Desert Development Department. Wang Anxin placed him on the negotiation team.

Ao Juechen’s flying beard paused, his eyes bulging in astonishment, and after a long moment, he slapped the table in anger and embarrassment, "Our Dragon Race just has such an appetite! You, a small Spirit Platform Realm Human, shouldn’t be meddling! Do you believe I can swallow you up in one gulp?" With that, he started baring his fangs and claws again.

"Bullying won’t work with me. I’ve seen plenty of eccentric, unreasonable, fierce, and vicious classmates in our clan academy; I’m long accustomed to it. I am Murong Qiubai, and I only believe that numbers do not lie," Murong Qiubai stated calmly and dispassionately.

Beside him, Wang Lilong was enjoying her dessert made from grilled legs of a Tier Seven Deep Sea Giant Octopus. Listening, she curiously glanced at Murong Qiubai. Wasn’t he an old classmate once?

How odd, why didn’t I encounter any eccentric, unreasonable, fierce, and vicious classmates in the clan academy? On the contrary, every classmate was gentle and amiable, treating both people and dragons courteously.

"Well... how about 70%?" Ao Juechen thought the Wang Family was too troublesome. Drafting a cooperation framework even involved a dedicated financial director. Unlike their Dragon Race, where major issues are decided by a group of Grand Elders at a table once they feel it’s about right.

"Our Development Department has made a significant investment, and through a series of precise calculations, we believe that the Dragon Race getting a 30% pure profit share is the most reasonable. We kindly ask Great Elder Juechen to correct us," Murong Qiubai handed over a complex financial report with courtesy to Ao Juechen.

Ao Juechen glanced at the report and was immediately overwhelmed by a series of feelings like scalp numbness and dizziness, instantly closing the report and glaring, "60%, no less."

"The Southern Wilderness Ancient Marsh covers an extensive area, requiring a massive investment of manpower and resources for development. We also need to dredge and deepen the Long Marsh where you live to enhance your living comfort," Murong Qiubai shook his head, "And your Dragon Race, with little more than a hundred dragons, plays too minor a role in the cooperation process. If you insist on a high share, as a financial officer, I can only suggest that the Development Department abandon the Desolate Marsh project."

Subsequently, both sides engaged in a fierce "tug-of-war," and days later, they successfully reached a series of framework agreements. The two main items were as follows:

First, after excluding input and maintenance costs, the profit distribution would give the Dragon Race a 40% share. This portion of profit can be settled with Qian Gold Immortal Crystals or compensated with Ferocious Crocodile Flesh.