Undead Farm

Chapter 337

"Yes, President?!" The red-nosed old man put away the wine bottle skillfully and exclaimed in surprise.

"Rogge, you're drinking again!"

A man covered in a blue and black robe glanced at the red-nosed old man, snorted, and the latter trembled immediately.

And Ye San was even more surprised to find that no matter how hard he opened his eyes, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, as if the other person's body was wrapped in clouds and mist, but the robe in the picture was very clear.

"Spatial distortion? No! I have a longan inlaid by Zhou Hong. This spell should not be able to deceive me, unless the opponent's spell has surpassed common sense..."

This guy is very strong!
Ye Sangen saw Zhou Hong beside him also frown, and the two unconsciously moved closer to each other.

"Are you Midnight? I'm Catulon Egerian, the president of the Space Mage Association. I heard you're looking for me?" The man turned to look at Midnight and asked softly.

In the middle of the night, his heart skipped a beat, how did he know?
I had just arrived here, and I had just said that I wanted to find him. Could it be that this man was actually monitoring all the portals? !
After taking a look at the red-nosed old man named Rogge, he saw that his eyes were full of surprise and fear, and he suddenly became more cautious in the middle of the night.

If this is true, then this man's mental power is too terrifying!

Even he himself cannot control more than twenty undead at the same time. Most of the time, he has to rely on the undead commander to take charge. And this man can actually monitor so many portals? !
"Exactly, the president is really powerful. I was wondering how to find you, but I didn't expect you to come in person!" Ye Sangen cupped his hands and said respectfully.

Egerian shook his head slightly: "I just happened to be passing by, what do you want from me?"

"Actually, it's nothing..."

In the middle of the night, he briefly stated his intention to acquire "Tianwei Weekly".

"Acquisition...what are you going to pay?"

Unexpectedly in the middle of the night, Egrian did not refuse outright, but asked for a price, which meant that there was room for negotiation, so he pretended to be calm and calculated slowly:

"In this way, I won't talk about the purpose of the acquisition. We are talking about business."

"According to my calculations, "Tianwei Weekly" currently has one issue per week, and there are about 10 articles in each issue. The author needs to pay 1 gold coin for the manuscript, and the advertising fee for an advertisement is 5-10. It’s about gold coins, and based on the highest, this block can earn up to 100 gold coins.”

"The external price of "Tianwei Weekly" is 10 silver a copy. Although I have no data on sales, I estimate that not many people can afford it. These people are often from the same circle, so a city is about If you can sell 10 copies and 8 copies, that's about 1 gold."

"There are so many cities in the entire empire. I think the income from this piece should be around 3000 gold coins. But after deducting the cost of the teleportation array, manuscript fees, distribution and production costs, especially the cost of teleportation, the remaining profit is not much. I It is estimated that there will be about one thousand gold coins, which is four thousand gold coins a month, I don’t know if I am right?”

Aigrian clapped his hands in amazement: "As expected of the night hero who sits on the three territories by himself, this level of knowledge is extraordinary, and your calculations are basically fine, except for one thing:"

Glancing at the old man Rogge, Aegrian continued: "Your teleportation cost is less!"

"Although small items like "Tianwei Weekly" are relatively easy to transfer, the energy required to activate a portal is still very huge. The starting price for transmitting a person is a hundred gold, and ten gold for transmitting an object. The further away it is, the more expensive it becomes."

"So our weekly income is not as much as you think. I haven't calculated the specifics, but I estimate that it is [-] to [-] yuan a month."

"Negative?" Rogge and Ye Sangeng were taken aback at the same time.

"Impossible! How could "Tianwei Weekly" lose money? You just don't want to pay me!" Rogge said angrily.

"I lied to you? Rogge, you have been working at the teleporter for many years. I think you know the teleportation fee better than me, right?"

Ron opened his mouth, and finally pulled out the flagon angrily and took a big gulp.

Emotionally, he thought that the big baby he created could make a lot of money every day, but it turned out that he was just a loser to others?No wonder I, as the founder, didn’t get any profit at all!

"President Egerian, I believe in killing people when it comes to making money, but I don't believe in doing it in reverse when it comes to losing money. Can you give me an explanation?" Ye Sangeng suddenly asked.

These words made Roger's eyes light up again.

yes!If you really want to lose money, no matter how wealthy the Space Mage Association is, they won't do this deal, right?Could it be that the president was really deceiving him? !
"Master Ye is really smart. Indeed, this "Tianwei Weekly" not only does not make money, but also pays a large sum of money every month, but I have to do this business. Why don't you guess the reason?" Aigelian said to He smiled in the middle of the night, his voice as gentle as the Uncle Wang next door.

Ye Sangen was taken aback for a moment, then sighed heavily, and pointed at the top with his finger: "Is that what they mean?"

"Yeah!" Aegrian nodded.

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Ye San was even more annoyed.

He really thought it was a little simple.

First, he didn't expect the cost of the portal to be so expensive, which directly raised the cost of "Tianwei Weekly" to such a terrible level.

Second, if you still do it after paying the money, it means that those people are not fools. They know how powerful this kind of public opinion tool is, and they hold it in their hands even if they lose money.

No wonder no matter how much criticism is made in the weekly articles, those articles saying bad things about the empire will never appear. The reason is that they are controlled by the upper management. The role of continuing to do so is of course to cultivate people's habits in order to make good use of this dual power. Bladed sword.

Aigelian nodded: "I can't make the decision on "Tianwei Weekly", but this cannot be discussed. It does not mean that you and I cannot jointly publish a new newspaper. This can be discussed. I don't know if you have any interest?"

"No, no, I don't have that much money to burn." Ye Sangen waved his hand, "Can a little lord like me afford to lose ten or twenty thousand gold coins a month?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Aeglian suddenly laughed.

"I can tell you which cities have the best sales. You only need to focus on expanding sales in those cities. If you don't cover the entire empire, you can make a small profit. How about it? Are you interested now?"

Data is the market, and it is easy to get the sales of "Tianwei Weekly" every month as Aigrian. If his plan takes shape, he may really make money, and he can make a lot of money!
But in the middle of the night, I stared at his blurred face under his blue and black robe and became wary...

(End of this chapter)