Chapter 398: Cursing

POSTED ON MAY 31, 2023 BY KEN

Listening to their conversation, Orasis was also a little puzzled. The one enshrined here was Athena, not the Goddess of wealth. Why were they all thanking Goddess for their wealth?

So he took the opportunity to go to the bathroom to check.

A top billionaire, he had a lot of information sources. He immediately discovered that Hartchy, who received him here today, had a rapid increase in wealth and influence in the past 2 short weeks!

His wealth had more than doubled in the past 2 weeks, and his influence in the circle was also increasing day by day.

Not only that, but the assets of the rich people present today had all increased in the past week with the most being 40% and the least being 15%.

The assets of these rich people were at least starting with “100 million”.

Especially in the recent economic downturn, it must be unusual for these rich people in different industries to experience a large increase in asset value at the same time.

Of course, in the eyes of Orasis, these people could only be described as little children. His personal wealth was so astonishing that even the sum of the wealth of everyone present couldn’t compare to his.

However, soon, the confusion in Orasis’ heart was solved, because after the meal, he witnessed a business contract signing within the church…

This contract signing completely subverted his imagination. It could be said that from ancient times to the present, there had never been such a fucking business (Yes, Orasis swore rarely, but he really couldn’t vent his feelings without swearing), but this kind of thing happened right in front of him.

The subject of this business contract was a wealthy businessman named Donis. He had now received a large order for olive oil and wanted to purchase the materials.

Then, the supplier of olive oil was also a believer of the church, called Samaris. His business scope included oil refining.

Another believer, Carnezis, was a large estate owner and grain merchant. He could get a large amount of olives.

The normal negotiation sequence should be that Donis places a bid on the suppliers, then he kept confidential of the offers of the large order he got. Finally, he chose the supplier with the cheapest quotation to maximize his own interests.

Samaris, who was in charge of oil refining, should raise his olive oil quotation as much as possible and lower the purchase price of olives.

Carnezis, who supplied the raw material olives, should bluff his acquisition costs as much as possible to obtain greater benefits from Samaris.

Of course, this was normal business practice.

However, what Orasis saw was that Donis, who was supposed to hold the initiative, actually said with initiative,

“Dear friends, I recently got a large order, the total amount of this order is XXXX…”

Yes, he actually revealed his information to everyone!

Samaris, who was in charge of oil refining, listed the machine cost and labor cost of his own oil extraction.

In the end, Karnezis also honestly reported the price he bought these olives…

Such a business of tens of millions of euros should have been a war of words and a large number of negotiating teams. At this time, the 3 parties revealed all information and negotiated in a transparent state.

They didn’t even need the assistant’s help at all. The three of them deducted all the costs first and calculated the profit of this large order.

The 3 wealthy businessmen had also worked hard in this industry for a long time, so after discussing for a few minutes, they distributed the profit according to each person’s contribution points in this list.

For example, now that olive oil was in short supply, the contribution points of Donis who provided the order would be lower.

For example, there were more factories producing olive oil now, so the contribution points of Samaris would be lower.

In the end, the profit will be distributed according to the amount of each person’s contribution points. In this transaction, there was a slight oversupply of olive oil.

So the final profit distribution ratio is 40% for Donis, 30% for Samaris, and 30% for Carnezis.

This transaction method seemed to be very fair, and it was very worry-free. As for the profit, because many links were omitted, it would inevitably improve a lot. The product quality would definitely be guaranteed.

But the most important thing was that no one should make a false report of the cost, otherwise it would be a tragedy.

Of course, Orasis, who was on the side, raised relevant questions to Hartchy. Hartchy laughed and said,

“This kind of transaction will only be carried out within our devout believers. The glory of the Goddess shines on us. We will not deceive each other.”

“Not only that, but their signing will be sent to the sacred altar to be enshrined for 24 hours. If someone tells a lie, it will be revealed under the gaze of the true God.”

“No one wants to lose their status before the Goddess because of worldly wealth, so our relationship is as close as brothers.”

Hearing Hartchy’s words, Orasis was even more shocked. If there was such a core mechanism, then this circle would definitely shine in a short time. The most important thing in business was information and contacts. The most difficult thing was to establish credibility.

With such a circle similar to a chamber of commerce, all the people participating in it were transparent. It was impossible for others to compete with them.

After all, Orasis was still a weak patient. Even though he stood up miraculously before, after eating and chatting for a while, he felt a little tired immediately. He said goodbye to Hartchy and wanted to go home. He couldn’t wait to make an appointment to visit tomorrow.

However, Orasis just left the manor less than 2km away with the team, and he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body. It seemed that the previous improvement was only short-lived. All the previous pains returned to his body.

Orasis was suddenly moved in his mind. He immediately screamed as if he was enlightened,

“Stop!! Stop the car…”

He had been sick and weak for a long time, and the shouting was actually not very loud. After shouting a few times, he coughed loudly.

Of course, the wife who was sitting next to him nervously came over to help him.

But Orasis couldn’t calm down at all. He coughed very badly.

Fortunately, his seat had been modified. He slammed his fist on the alarm button in front. The driver stopped to check immediately. The entire convoy was in chaos.

At this time, Orasis took a few sips of the medicine sent by the private doctor before he gasped and said,

“Turn… back…”

Although the rest of the people cursed the old thing in their mind for being so torturing, they still listened to the one who paid. The convoy immediately turned around.

As expected, Orasis found that within 1km of the manor, his body became more relaxed. The pain in his body before was slowly suppressed.

Under the circumstances, Orasis let out a long sigh and called Hartchy…

***

Unbeknownst to Orasis, his returning convoy was being watched from above.

This person was none other than High Priestess Trigoneia.

There were dots on the road, and the headlights of the head-to-tail cars fell into her bright eyes. A faint smile was evoked on her mouth.

At this time, the high priestess’s gaze looked like she was looking at an insect that had fallen into a spider’s web.

Overwhelming power and influence, astonishing wealth.

In her eyes, they were all ants.

At this time, she had changed the complicated and solemn long dress. She was wearing a simple OL outfit. She looked fashionable and capable. She no longer looked like the sacred and dignified high priestess, but a female president with power in her hands.

In fact, absorbing Orasis as a devout believer was a very important part of High Priestess Trigoneia’s next plan. The connections and resources of such top rich people were essential for the expansion of the church.

So, in fact, when Orasis came to the entrance of the hall, the high priestess cast the scared spell of dispelling diseases on him.

Although Orasis was also suffering from a terminal illness, this scared spell could also relieve his symptoms.

Of course, the high priestess also did some tricks. Once Orasis left the range of the Goddess statue for 2km, the effect of the scared spell would rapidly weaken.

Not only that, but with the increase of believers, the faith power collected by Athena was also rising naturally. Of course, High Priestess Trigoneia would reserve the power. She would not completely rely on the golden dual snake scepter to cast the sacred spell as Fang Linyan said.

But even if she could cast it, it was mostly based on the Rank 0 scared spell. As for the cost of casting it, it was even more astonishing. When casting, the power of the whole world seemed to be suppressing it.

Therefore, even if she, the spokesperson of the Goddess in the human world, performed miracles, the cost of faith power was astonishing. It was 10 times that of the original world!!!

About half an hour later, there was a slight knocking sound on the solid wooden door on the side. A female assistant came in and said respectfully to the high priestess,

“Master, the plane to Thai City has been arranged and will take off in 3 hours.”

The high priestess nodded slightly and said,

“Got it.”

Seeing that she didn’t seem to want to leave, the high priestess said,

“Anything else?”

The female assistant said softly,

“The purchase list you submitted before has been gathered, but a believer said that it contains military-related metals that are strictly prohibited from exporting. Once it is found out, it will be very troublesome, so please be careful when you are at the airport… ..”

Trigoneia said faintly,

“Understood.”

But at this time, another female assistant suddenly said,

“Mr. Hartchy said just now that Mr. Orasis heard that you are going to travel, so he is very willing to offer his private plane to you.”

There was a smile on Trigoneia’s face,

“It’s not good to keep rejecting his kindness, so I’ll give him a chance.”

TL: What is Trigoneia’s plan to help Fang Linyan without ‘return’?