Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 217 Plastic Surgery

After finishing everything, Lewis looked at Ross cautiously, for fear that what he said would be useless to the young mayor.

Barlow on the side said: "Master, at present, this matter does not have any substantial help for our current problems."

Ross nodded: "Indeed, these three banks all have very strong backgrounds, and it is not suitable to fight with them at this stage."

Hearing this, Lewis's heart tightened and his face became very nervous.

"I will definitely attach great importance to my escape from the three banks. If the mayor handed me over as a gift in order to cooperate with the other party..."

Thinking of this, Lewis suddenly felt that his previous plan to escape to Arkham was really naive.

He is very clear that there is no good or evil in front of people of this level, only very naked interests.

Just when Lewis was frightened, Hina said: "Master, but if we have conflicts with them in the future, his existence will also be a killer."

Barlow pondered for a while and said in a low voice: "Master, regarding our commercial sanctions, it would be impossible without the support of the Imperial Bank. After all, the Imperial Bank is the dismantling transit of all commercial banks."

Ross knew what Barlow meant. Regarding the sanctions against Arkham, there must be a shadow of the Imperial Bank, so it is necessary to hold Lewis in his hands now.

What's more, it is very easy to hide a fugitive in the huge Arkham.

At this time, Lewis, who had been reduced to fish on the chopping board, had sweat on his forehead, and his hands were clenched like prisoners waiting for trial.

After about a minute, Ross said: "Lewis."

"Mr. Mayor!" Lewis said hastily.

Los said casually: "You are qualified to live in Arkham, and you can get the asylum of this town. Here, all your enemies will not harm you."

Hearing this, Lewis seemed to be the lucky one who caught the gap in the last gate of heaven and entered heaven from hell. The boulder hanging high in his heart fell heavily on the ground, and he almost collapsed on the sofa.

Ross continued: "I heard from Barlow that you are good at finance and mathematics."

Lewis nodded quickly: "Yes, Mr. Mayor."

Ross nodded: "Now we in Arkham really lack relevant talents. Next, I will arrange you to a position that suits you. I hope you can realize your value."

"No problem! No problem!" Lewis agreed with great joy when he heard this.

If you just keep him and don't let him do things, then you are at best a commodity waiting to be traded.

But now the mayor actually gave him the opportunity to work and perform, which shows that he still has great prospects for development in the future.

As long as you make yourself important enough, you don't have to worry about your fate being abandoned at any time.

Ross said: "I don't want to break my face with the three major banks yet, and your position must be exposed to the public every day. In order to hide it better, you also need to undergo related cosmetic surgery."

"After the plastic surgery, I will give you a brand new identity."

Lewis knelt on the ground immediately when he heard this, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness and generosity. I will definitely give you everything I have."

"In the last six months, you will have no salary, which will be used to repay the cost of cosmetic surgery and daily room and board, but there will be bonuses."

"After half a year, you will be paid according to your performance."

"Thank you! Thank you!" At this time, Lewis's gratitude was beyond words.

Rose waved his hand and said to Hina, "Take him to Dr. Schindwall."

Hina nodded: "Understood!"

After Lewis left, Ross said, "You're going to have to work hard for a while."

Barlow bowed and said, "It's my honor."

"Get this matter resolved, and you can get a drop of the blood of the ancient god." Ross said.

Upon hearing this, Barlow's eyes flashed with desire: "I will definitely not let you down."

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Following Hina to leave the city hall, the two of them headed north along Peabody Avenue, then went west through Cowen Street, and soon came to Schindval's plastic surgery clinic.

Pushing the door open, I happened to see Helen sitting on a chair reading the latest fashion magazine.

"Hey! Ms. Hina!" Helen stood up and greeted with a smile.

She had a good relationship with Hindvar, and she lived with Hindvar directly after living in Arkham.

Hina smiled: "The latest autumn leather jacket is very beautiful."

"Yes!" Helen agreed deeply.

After a simple greeting, Helen looked at Lewis: "Does this gentleman need plastic surgery?"

Hina nodded: "This is a talent that the master values ​​more. He just escaped from prison and was wanted."

"The banker Lewis?" Hindvall's voice came from the inside.

Lewis was taken aback for a moment: "You know me?"

Sinderwal took out the newspaper and said, "The arrest warrant has been sent along with the morning paper."

Lewis' face changed: "So fast!?"

Helen said casually: "It seems that you have offended a big shot."

Lewis smiled wryly when he heard this: "It's a group of big shots."

Sinderwal turned to Hina and asked, "What does the mayor plan to do with him?"

"After the plastic surgery he'll be in charge of our bank in Arkham, cleaning up the past," Sheena said.

Sinderwal turned his head and looked at Lewis and said, "You are lucky, the mayor just lacks talents like you."

"Helen, prepare plan No. 5."

"Okay!" Helen said, turning and going upstairs.

Hina asked curiously: "What is Plan No. 5?"

Sindwal said: "Nature is the best solution. There is no pain, no sequelae, and he can heal quickly. After today's operation, he can go back to work tomorrow."

"I'm afraid it's expensive?" Hina asked.

Sinderwal smiled: "It's not too expensive, eight thousand rosa coins."

"Eight thousand rosa coins! This is my annual salary!" Hina stared.

All Ross's subordinates, including Lilith, are paid. After all, everyone has to eat.

Hina's salary as a core figure is the same as Daryl's, which is relatively high in the entire hierarchy.

Of course, people like Barlow don't need money, but need another special reward.

Lewis swallowed after hearing this. He is poor and white now, and eight thousand rosas is an astronomical sum.

"That... I can suffer some crimes... Can I use a cheaper one?" Lewis asked tentatively.

Sinderwal shook his head with a smile: "That's not okay, the cheaper recovery is very slow, since the mayor needs to work as soon as possible, there can't be a moment's delay."

"The bankers earn a lot, and they can pay back slowly in the future."

(End of this chapter)