The "gift" given by the little prince Simba was taken to the main hall.

"Gifts" are living people, different from other families' gold coins and treasures.

They are Penguin butler Jarvis and three Fox tribe financial butlers.

Penguin butler Jarvis is an elderly man with silver hair meticulously combed. He is elegant and elegant, wearing a black tuxedo and a ritual bow tie. Although he is in his seventies, his waist is straight like a warrior.

Jarvis is a famous figure in the capital's aristocratic circle. In 40 years, he has served as the chief manager in five well-known families. His motto is his loyalty. He can arrange the daily routines of the entire family in an orderly manner, and any difficult things will be easily solved in his hands.

Jarvis, who had received orthodox royal etiquette training, held a national banquet that lasted dozens of times, and each ended with an absolutely perfection, with no flaws found. Even His Majesty the King praised the old silver-haired housekeeper very much.

The patriarch of each family naturally praised him even more.

Such a legendary housekeeper is no longer worth measuring by gold coins.

It is hard to imagine what method the little prince Simba used to poach Jarvis.

Chang Hao was sincerely amazed at the little prince's keen insight.

Guangmingye, who has won a great victory, is now not short of gold coins, food, and supplies. He is waiting for him to sell a lot of human equipment, and a sky-high ransom is waiting for him to collect. Guangmingye will live a super well-off life in the future, but he lacks talents.

Talent does not refer to technical talents alone, talent in life management is equally important.

Guangmingye has not yet a systematic life system, which has led to the current residents of Guangmingye relying on experience and consciousness. This situation can barely be done in a short period of time, but as time goes by and the development of Guangmingye, the more and more ills it exposed will be.

The little prince Simba looked at the problem differently from other nobles. He saw the hidden problems under the prosperity of the light wilderness, so he gave such a big gift.

A gift that Chang Hao could not refuse.

"Hello, Mr. Jarvis, lord." Jarvis, wearing white gloves, stroked his chest and bowed slightly, his movements were like textbooks.

"Welcome to Guangmingye, Jarvis." Chang Hao said with a smile: "Guangmingye does not have any strong capital, no magnificent hall, and does not eat the delicacies that are popular in the aristocratic circles. Can you get used to these?"

"The extravagant life is a devil who will drag people into the abyss." The silver hair on Jarvis' forehead shone, "but there is one thing I think Lord Lord is wrong."

"Oh? Which point?" Chang Hao couldn't help but become interested.

"It's your hall." Jarvis looked up, his eyes filled with the light of appreciating the artwork: "This hall full of exotic cultural style is designed perfectly, giving people a magnificent and restrained beauty. In contrast, ordinary nobles built a luxury but uncontented mansion for the sake of face, which seems to be much more expensive."

The monk camp in the hall whispered and met, especially Ling Xingyi gave Jarvis a thumbs up. This old man can do it, he is good enough to be aware of the goods!

Chang Hao was also surprised by the legendary butler's keen sense of artistic taste, and then introduced him to Guangmingye's cadre composition and organizational structure. Jarvis kept a good sentence in his heart.

"Guangmingye's life management is still blank now. I'll trouble you with the establishment of order." Emilia saluted Jarvis.

"Dear Magician, please rest assured. I will draft a rule as soon as possible according to my previous experience in various families." I found that the person who spoke was a female magician who could stand next to the lord. Jarvis didn't dare to be negligent. The respectful attitude in his words was almost the same as that of Chang Hao.

"Just don't be too strict. You must have basic rules of conduct, but don't put too many rules and regulations, otherwise life will be too boring." Chang Hao added.

Jarvis nodded, and he found that the lord seemed to be a little different from other nobles, but he couldn't say it for a while.

At the end of the meeting, Chang Hao asked Jarvis to take three fox financial personnel and Herbert to count the seized equipment first, so as to prepare for the sale later. Jarvis felt that he could take the opportunity to see the lord's warehouse and agreed.

"Here, this is the trophy warehouse." Herbert pushed open the warehouse door, and Jarvis and the three Fox financial housekeepers were stunned.

Thousands of Misoli's silver armor piled up into hills, and the armor-absorbed arrows and matching crossbows were thrown all over the ground. What's the pile of iron lumps in the corner?

Hell, that's the armor of the Tower Shield Heavy Scythe Hand?

The gods are above, have they robbed an entire human cavalry corps?

Jarvis remembered his previous old boss, the Akran family. Their master liked to collect equipment from the human empire the most. Once he bought a well-preserved set of Misoli bronze armor from the black market and used this armor as a gimmick for a whole three-day appreciation meeting. It can be said that he has gained enough face in the circle.

Jarvis shook his head with a wry smile, wondering what expression would be if Mr. Akran saw this Misoli silver armor that could be weighed in pounds.

Jarvis only then remembered that when he was in the capital some time ago, he heard that it seemed that the lord of a family had won a battle in a foreign war. As a professional steward, he was not concerned about this matter. Now, it seems that he is talking about Guangmingye.

In addition to being surprised, the three Fox financial managers immediately devoted themselves to the inventory work.

The fox tribe is worthy of being the most calculating race among countless orcs. They are more sensitive to numbers than ordinary people. Three financial managers used amazing speed to subdivided several armored hills belonging to different troops. The ground was tied into bunches and placed. The Spartan Bears took action under their arrangement.

They classified the equipment, calculated the quantity and labeled it, and recorded everything on the record, forming a paper entry and exit record for reference, in an orderly manner.

In just one hour, the messy loot warehouse was completely renewed, all equipment was arranged in an orderly manner, and the complete warehouse records were ready.

"Wow." Herbert could only describe his mood in two words.

Jarvis split one of the three financial stewards to manage the trophy warehouse. He originally thought that the three financial personnel were enough to deal with a newly established territory, but now it seems that she still underestimated the lord's background.

"I wonder if I can invite General Jarvis to attend the business negotiation meeting with the nobles with you? If you are there, I will feel at ease." It is said that bears will not make any changes, but Herbert's brain is not slow at all. It's just that the financial management of several fox tribes has such means. Wouldn't Jarvis himself be even more powerful?

"Honor is over," Jarvis said with a smile.

An unexpected scene occurred at the business negotiation meeting for spokespersons of major families. Although Herbert was very clear about the price of human equipment, in terms of eloquence and business acumen, one hundred Herberts combined were not as smart as one-tenth of these family spokespersons, and they did not gain the upper hand from the beginning.

They talked endlessly, took out their skills, infinitely amplified various factors that benefit them, and suppressed the prices of these human equipment as much as possible.

It is no exaggeration to say that every word these family spokespersons can earn an extra profit percentage point for the family behind them.

The family spokespersons had iconic smiles on their faces, and they looked at Herbert, sweating across the street, and they felt sure to win.

But an old man's words broke the family's plan to endorse people.

"To thank the families for their support for my Guangmingye, we will not sell human arms for only one family or several families. We will let everyone participate and sell these arms in the form of auction."

The meticulous old man who combed his silver hair into his meticulous hair added one last sentence.

"You have reason to believe that in the long term of the future, these will be the closest human armaments to you. You are all the best in the capital's business circle. You all know that if you miss it, you will no longer have the opportunity."

Family spokespersons covered their faces and cried out, and their plans were self-defeating.

When it comes to auctions, it is equivalent to making oneself fight. Whoever bids higher can only laugh at the end. The families behind them are determined to win these arms. If others don’t make a penny more, it means that some people have to make a penny less. Making less means losing. This is the most basic and irrefutable business principle.

After hearing this news, many family spokespersons immediately began to write a quick letter to the family, requesting more capital injection.

Herbert and Jarvis smiled at each other and they succeeded.

According to the statistics of the three fox stewards later, Guangmingye sold all the equipment at this auction for all families, making a total profit of more than 870,000 gold coins, providing vital financial guarantees for Guangmingye's next stage of development.
Chapter completed!