After a series of physical greetings, Qin Yu finally remembered who the fox in front of him was.

Isn't this the damn rich woman who robbed a bank with me, but she was taken away on the spot, but this woman was safe and sound?

This damn capitalist! Those damn bastards! Now that Qin Yu thinks about that incident, he gets angry!

I just took two wads of banknotes and was chased around by the soldiers.

But this woman had already taken people to hide in the vault, but she was still safe. No one suspected her of stealing money at all, and they didn't even search or interrogate her. Isn't this a pure inside story?

This is typical differential treatment! Racial discrimination!

She actually said that the fox clan's money was enough to buy a hundred vaults, so there was no way she could steal the money.

Is it great to have money? Can you do whatever you want if you have money? What Lao Qin despises the most is this group of rich people!

Wait until Old Qin gains power! How Qin Shihuang burned books to deceive Confucian scholars! He will also burn money to deceive them!

Recalling his past experiences, Qin Yu suddenly felt extremely unbalanced and his face collapsed on the spot.

However, Hu Baibai across from him didn't care at all about the little emotions on the other side.

After all, as a veteran fox clan leader, she has never seen any big scenes.

While the younger brother next to her was fighting to the death, she could sit on a chair and drink and chat with others, laughing and joking.

Anyway, it's not her who dies. As long as the knife doesn't hit her, she won't be afraid if the sky falls.

It doesn't matter if she is angry, she doesn't even care why Qin Yu is angry. After all, she is very good at coaxing people. Even those business elites can be fooled by her, let alone a young boy.

Hu Baibai quickly changed the topic, preparing to divert Qin Yu's attention away from the troublesome things, with a bright smile on his face.

He flicked the paper fan in his hand and pointed at the heavily armed elite troops next to him. Hu Baibai suddenly raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"Brother Qin Yu, how are my new bodyguards? Do they look very powerful?"

Qin Yu, who was sorting out his clothes, was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the battle-damaged clothes that had been bitten here and torn there, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"I don't know if they are powerful or not. Anyway, please keep them away. I'm afraid they will bite me again."

"Oh, they won't attack people randomly unless they encounter special circumstances. These guys are famous for being elite bodyguards, and they have a long-term cooperative relationship with our Fox clan."

He tapped the shoulder armor of one of the bodyguards with a paper fan. When Hu Baibai said this, his expression was extremely complacent.

"I'm not bragging. The entire United Empire can count on one hand the number of families they can call upon to protect them."

Qin Yu listened to Hu Baibai's continuous praise, and watched the soldiers around him expressionless from beginning to end, constantly scanning the surroundings with vigilance, and subconsciously frowned.

As his eyes moved, his eyes finally locked on the heads of these bodyguards.

"Dog ears, canine clan? That's really reliable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Baibai on the side immediately covered his mouth with a paper fan, and his eyes narrowed into crescent moons on the spot.

"Dog clan? Oh ho ho ho ho, I admit that the dog clan is impeccable in terms of loyalty and dutifulness, but their strength is still a little behind after all. These are not the dog clan! They are the superiors of the dog clan.

The wolf tribe! The race that is best at group combat in the entire United Empire, and even has a place beside the royal family, one of the four imperial guard regiments of the royal family is all composed of wolves."

Shaking the fan, his fox-white expression looked proud.

"And our fox clan, like the royal family, has a wolf clan guard team that belongs exclusively to us and only obeys the command of our fox clan! It consists of three wolf tribes, with a number of more than 50,000, and this is only

This includes regular combat strength, but does not include their family members and substitute members."

Hu Baibai's words made Qin Yu widen his eyes in astonishment and look here in disbelief.

"Exclusive legion?"

"Um."

"Only following your orders?"

"right."

"Repay more than 50,000 people!"

"That's right!"

"Then why aren't you dead yet?"

"Ah? Huh?"

"They formed an army privately, or they were a group of wealthy businessmen, and they had such close relations with the cities where they were stationed. The royal family didn't directly send troops to destroy you and confiscate your homes? The emperors of this generation are too indecisive!"

Qin Yu's exclamation made Hu Baibai's expression stiffen. After reacting, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him and flick the paper fan hard.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Our unit belongs to the Caravan Guards and is a regular organization. It has a license issued by the royal family!"

"Permits are of no use. Even if you have an iron scroll, the emperor can still kill you if he wants to. It's something that the final interpretation is in the hands of others. It makes no difference whether you have it or not."

"Well, you are right, but we have other life-saving backups."

Smiling, he tapped his head with a fan, narrowed his fox-white eyes into crescent moons, and spoke softly.

"Here, we still have here."

Putting down the paper fan, Hu Baibai raised his head arrogantly.

"The reason why our Fox clan can survive so far is because of our brains, the most intelligent ones. We never form cliques, never take bribes and bend the law, and never give others reasons to be enemies with us. Let alone the royal family and

If you ask around the entire United Empire, there are many high-level people from other ethnic groups who hate our Fox Clan for being rich, and there are also many who are dissatisfied with our ostentation, but how many of them can find even one crime against us?"

Looking at Qin Yu, Hu Baibai suddenly touched his face with a paper fan and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Brother Qin Yu, what kind of businessman do you think is the most successful?"

Qin Yu couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

"Businessmen... make money."

"No, no, no, making money can only be said to be a success, but it is definitely not the most successful. Making money is only temporary. Who can guarantee that you will not lose money? Even if you are as smart as us, you don't dare to

He said that he has always made steady profits without losing any money."

"That…………"

"In the eyes of our Fox tribe, businessmen are divided into five levels. The fifth level is the businessmen who have lost money. They are typical negative teaching materials. In fact, they are not worthy of the word business at all. Well, at most they are hurt. Let yourself be

Wounded people.”

Wagging his tail and pacing around Qin Yu, Hu Baibai spoke in an unusually leisurely tone.

"And the fourth class is a businessman who has made money. He can make money based on his own skills. He is barely worthy of the word business. At least he will not lose money. This is also the state of most businessmen. Although there is no Yecao

, but better than safety.”

“You have to make money to rank fourth?”

"Yes, just by making money, I can only rank fourth."

"What about third?"

"The third class is people who are small and broad. They know how to seize opportunities and can always stand out in the times. Others make small money and they make big money. When others are chewing tree bark, they dare to be the first to eat crabs. This kind of

People are the third class."

He scratched his hair with a paper fan and frowned when Hu Baibai said this.

"However, everything has pros and cons, and opportunities are often mixed with risks. Those who seize opportunities will get ahead if they do well, but lose everything if they don't. If they risk everything but end up with nothing, then

But you will die without a burial place, this is also hurtful, but whether you hurt the enemy or yourself depends on your fate."

"The second-class merchants are the big merchants, the largest merchants. They fight against the sky, the earth, and people. They fight for everything and everything. They suck thousands of blood to feed one person. This kind of person only hurts others."

He tapped his face with a paper fan and raised his fox-white eyebrows.

"As the saying goes, you can't get rid of a big tail, and you can conquer the country with business. This kind of guy has achieved the ultimate in business. It's just that he is famous for ten generations in a short time. Someone scolds him behind his back when he goes to the toilet, and he has to be carried away after death.
Chapter completed!