Simon's face was gloomy, this woman was more terrifying than he imagined.

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Now I regret working with her.

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Simon and her cooperation are very close, especially the Merckdo family is hit hard. Once exposed, Simon will never feel better.

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Patricia's behavior is very dangerous. If investigated by federal investigators, Simon may also be charged with treason as a party member.

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The White Eagle Federation will have no place for him.

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An idea popped up in his mind for a moment, that is to kill Patricia to avoid future troubles.

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But this idea was quickly extinguished, not because Patricia was a beautiful fairy.

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Instead, she was afraid of Patricia's shrewdness.

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Who knows if she will have a back-up specially for Simon.

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"Simon, in this world, the strong live and dominate the destiny, the weak die, and enslavement leads to death. I know that you don't like intrigue, and you don't like fighting for power and profit.

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I can do these things, we cooperate, you push me to a high position, I stand in front of you to help you shelter from the wind and rain, and you can live the life you want safely.

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I want to assure you that if something happens to me one day, you will never be implicated. "Patricia said solemnly.

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"You have now regained control of the previous channels. As long as you continue to develop, you may not be able to get rid of the old Merkdo." Simon said solemnly.

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Patricia shook her head: "It's too slow, I don't want to wait any longer."

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Simon was expressionless, lost in thought.

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"I don't ask you to come forward. I want you to monitor secretly to make sure the transaction goes smoothly. It's all right," Patricia said.

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Simon gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "I take such a big risk, and I want benefits."

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After weighing the pros and cons, he finally agreed.

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Patricia laughed, afraid that Simon would not want the money. As long as Simon was willing to agree, paying a little price would not be a problem.

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"10% profit, no problem."

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"Twenty percent."

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"There are too many, you are just helping to monitor, and there is no guarantee that something will go wrong."

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"Since that's the case, why let me monitor it, and you don't have to pay extra."

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"In this way, if nothing happens, you will get 10% of the profit. If there is a problem, help me solve it, and you will get 20% of the profit." Patricia said.

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"Okay!" Simon nodded.

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"When are the trading hours?"

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"In half a month, Zon will inform you when the time comes."

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"I see. We've been alone in the same room for too long. Old Murk will be suspicious. I'll go first."

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"Since you're here, let me cure me by the way. Although I got sick on purpose, it's really sick."

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Simon gave Patricia acupuncture again, which belonged to a little life magic energy, quickly ended the treatment, and left the room.

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Going down the first floor, old Merck was waiting for Simon.

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"Mr. Simon, how is Patricia? Is it a mutation of the erythema virus?"

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"Fortunately, it wasn't a mutation of the virus, it was the flu, and her health was not very good, so it was so serious. I have performed magic medicine on her, and she will recover in ten days and a half."

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Old Murk heaved a sigh of relief, and then graciously insisted on inviting Simon to dinner as a thank you.

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Simon naturally refused to agree, so he shied away with the finishing touches of the Red Clown Virus.

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Of course, the old Murdoch didn't let Simon go away for nothing, and gave him 50,000 yuan for the consultation, which was quite generous.

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After returning to the ninth inning, he took a look at Paul first. Paul was still practicing martial arts in the training ground.

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"Paul, stop and have a rest."

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This stupid big man has one muscle. If he is not told to rest, he can practice until he loses strength.

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"Hey!"

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Paul stopped and sat next to Simon, gasping for breath and drinking water.

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Simon looked at him. During this time, Paul's food has been very good, and his body has become as strong as inflated, much more powerful than before.

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Just wait a few more days, it should be possible to attack Paul with magical energy, slowly mutate his body and become a knight.

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In the evening, Stellan had something to look for him.

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"Come in!"

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In the director's office, Stellan was sitting on his desk reviewing documents, looking very tired. He only rested for two or three hours a day these days. He didn't return to the ninth inning until the end of the Red Clown virus incident today.

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"Director, you should pay more attention to rest." Simon said.

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"Oh, I also want to rest, but I'm too busy with work to have time." Stellan smiled wryly.

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Simon pursed his lips and sighed: "To be honest, I don't envy your position as the director of the ninth bureau at all. Looking at the scenery, it's too tiring."

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"If I had a choice, I wouldn't choose to take this position." Stellan said helplessly.

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Simon shrugged, didn't answer, but said, "What's the matter with you coming to me?"

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"Thanks to you this time, otherwise Fossa City would not have known such a disaster would occur." Stellan said sternly.

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Simon waved his hand: "Okay, I've heard this a lot, so don't talk about it, let's talk practically."

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Stellan smiled and continued: "Then let's talk about it realistically. The mayor is very satisfied with your outstanding contribution this time, and the city hall is ready to reward you."

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"What kind of award." Simon was interested.

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"It is very likely that you will be awarded a knighthood."

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"Knighthood? That's all?" Simon frowned.

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"I'm still not satisfied? Do you know how many people have struggled all their lives and never had the chance to be awarded a title?"

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"I know, but it's just a title, it's empty, it's meaningless. It's a little more realistic to reward me with a few million." Simon pursed his lips.

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"How many millions? You dare to think that ~lightnovelpub.net~ tells you clearly that this is impossible." Stellan chuckled lightly.

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"Everyone said how much I had contributed to the city of Fossa, but in the end they were not willing to give out millions."

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"A knighthood is already the highest level of reward."

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"If you have any conditions, you can mention it, and at the next town hall meeting, I will win you over." Strand said.

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"Those stupid things, do whatever you want."

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"You, you, you are about to get into the eyes of money." Stellan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

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"Don't worry, you are our person in the ninth round, and I will do my best to help you get more benefits."

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"Then I'll trouble the Director."

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"You're looking for me because of this? If it's okay, I'll go back, and I'll also practice the magic doctor badge."

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"There is one more thing I want to ask you." Stellan looked serious.

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"What's so serious about it?"

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"Have you already developed an antidote for the rash virus?" Stellan said solemnly.

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"Huh?" Simon groaned in his heart, his face became gloomy, and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

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"I've been thinking about it for a long time, and you have made a lot of money with the rash virus during this time, so I have a guess."

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