Myra nodded with satisfaction. It was so pleasant to talk to smart people. He waved his hand and took out another document and handed a pen to Heisuo:

"I believe you, Mr. Heisuo. Your inventions have been of great benefit to Dark Blade in the past few years. We are willing to sign a contract with you for this. In the Black Iron Zone, we use contracts to speak for you and your

The laboratory will monopolize the Empire's arms business in the Black Iron Zone for the next three years, but remember, once a cannonball or bullet made by your laboratory falls on our position, this agreement will be invalid!

"

"And during the period when the agreement is in effect, for every business done, you need to hand over 10% of the profits to the Black Iron District Business Federation. Do you accept it?"

Facing Myra's question, Heisuo nodded almost without hesitation. There were even sparks of gold coins in the goblin's eyes. He eagerly signed his name on the document, and then put the finger on

He turned the gemstone ring over, put it to his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and stamped it on the document. A vivid Black Solo company logo was printed on his signature.

Well, that's his personal seal.

"Of course, I am willing to accept it! It would be better if the tax rate paid could be lower."

Heisuo touched his fingers with some regret.

Myra felt disgusted by the goblin's insatiable appetite. He shook his head, put away the documents, turned and walked out of the office. Before leaving, he decided to teach the greedy goblin a lesson, so he told Black

Suo blinked:
Chapter completed!