Chapter 117 – 117. There Should Be at Least One Woman Under the Boss’s Desk
“Give me more pink milk!!!”
When someone shouted, everyone started shouting at the same time as if they had made a promise.
“Give it to me!!!”
“Now I can’t do without it!!”
“Looking at this, it looks like they are trying to monopolize themselves? To sell at a higher price!”
Outside the store building, close to a hundred people had already gathered and were clamoring. It meant that if there were as many people who came out and asked for it, the number of people who wanted this ‘pink milk’ would practically double that. The popularity of pink milk was just as great.
“Under… Fuck me…”
Looking down at the people through the window, Marcus Drasell cupped her face.
“Ping!”
“Nice!”
“Wheat!”
“Nice!!!”
“Where the fuck did you get that milk from?”
Now he was in Hans’s office, which had been turned into a mess.
To be precise, it is the ‘before’ office. Now, his Dracell Corporation has unofficially taken over the Reseller Corporation.
Now what to do next…
“Ugh!!”
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain from below.
Marcus pulled himself away from his desk and looked down.
“Sorry, sorry… !”
A woman with long light green hair peered up at him from under her desk.
“I told you not to set your teeth, bitch!!”
Marcus pulled his cock out of the woman’s mouth and slapped her on the cheek.
The woman’s face flushed red with shame as her saliva-glazed glans hit her face with a thud.
“Do it right, like a whore if you’re a prostitute!! What is it, you want to go to Red like your sister?”
“Huh, huh… No, please… Don’t send it to Red, save me… !”
“There are so many things I want from the year I sold my body. Instead of the pillar, suck the beads underneath.”
“Cheuk, mumbling…”
These women are Hans’ employees.
To be precise, she was a prostitute disguised as an employee.
Originally, prostitutes who were to be expelled from Zion or hanged according to the law of the warriors were disguised as their employees and kept hidden until now.
There were several more of these women.
Occasionally these top-notch women he harvested were taken out of the city to be prostituted or entertained, and he kept the proceeds for himself, Marcus smirked at the underdog who had once been his rival.
Both his own company that traded outside Zion and the company that mainly distributed market logistics inside Zion, which was like a thorn in Hans’ eyes, were all in his hands.
Since it is still in the transitional period, he has appointed Ernst Baumann, his partner who informed him of the circumstances of Hans’ drug dealing, as the president of the company, but once the takeover is complete, he will be removed and Marcus himself will take the position of president.
To go directly to the drug and prostitute trade in an insignificant village like Zionside and get kicked out like that was a very absurd end for such a shrewd person. The informant himself said he had witnessed all of Hans’ corruption while running a snack bar there.
In addition, all the products he had been dealing with were in Marcus’ hands for free, so it couldn’t have been better.
“As expected, carrying a hero on your back is the best!!”
How hard did he live until now?
Using blood relations as distant relatives, he was once a nobleman of Zion, but now he has been living in the market family of Tute Gamon. Come.
Despite his youthful efforts, he did not have any sons and gave birth to a lot of useless daughters.
However, her daughter always had something to write about as her daughter, so she raised her to the point where her face and body were not damaged. It was used to treat other influential people in Zion, or to serve at night when guests came from outside.
There was an incident where one of the more than 10 daughters raised for the purpose of entertaining the knights of the kingdom ran away with her maid, but she did not care. If a woman who does not know the world goes out recklessly, she will either die or be sold. No one would believe her even if she said that she was the daughter of the Dracell family.
The search for the daughter, whose name I can’t even remember, ended up just killing time.
Instead, he met the warriors quite by accident.
Not one, but five at once!
The rest was useless, but the man, the man who identified himself as Red, had as much ambition and strength as anyone else.
It took him less than a year to seize the power of Zion with him at the head. In the first place, it is common knowledge that the whole world knows that the hero is the messenger of the goddess, and no one dares to go against the will of the hero.
“Please only support me materially. I’ll earn twice as much as I receive.”
Red clearly said so.
He took control of the city council, starting with cleaning up all the monsters around Zion Avenue, and purged all but one member of the Tut family, who had been an obstacle to his success.
Pros, the current mayor. T. Tute, the woman already has her limbs cut off and is only serving her name. All of the property and real power of the great family, Tut, came into Marcus’ own hands.
Based on this, we will gradually expand our influence outside Zion.
First, he established the Zion Merchant Association, and deliberately distributed shares to Hans Reseller, who started as a port worker and built his own business, in order to gain cooperation from the lower classes of the city.
I was taken aback by the superior skill of the reseller, but now even that is my own.
He won’t let anyone ignore him anymore.
No one would let anyone look down on him, who had not been given a single favor by the Tut family. Now, driving this momentum and receiving a noble title in the capital will not be just a delusion.
As long as you use the power of the hero, if you only hold on to Red, it will happen someday.
Marcus was thrilled by the fact, but the immediate problem was too urgent.
If pink milk is not obtained and supplied immediately, the acquired business will be shaken.
A knock was heard outside.
“Come in.”
The door opened and two burly men entered.
Marcus’s entourage and those who do the dirty work he orders, former city guards of Zion who worked under Yellow.
They gulped as they watched the woman under Marcus’s office desk eagerly caressing his balls.
“I found it?”
“I searched the whole building like teeth, but… There was no ledger about Pink Milk.”
“I ate that yappy goatee bastard’s business, I absorbed most of the logistics and distribution routes, and it goes without saying that his pink milk or whatever comes from where it comes from, of course it has to be here!!”
“But…”
“I keep my important ledgers in my business office, so where do I leave them? Would you put it in your mother’s grave? Find more There must be!”
“All right.”
The answer was yes, but everyone already knew.
Hans Reseller did not document where the city’s most popular product, ‘Pink Milk’, was supplied and how it was distributed.
It was an act that could not be understood by a veteran trader.
A few days before the first earthquake in history occurred in Zion, while everyone was in a state of confusion, he carefully escaped Marcus’ encirclement and disappeared.
It was a painful mistake for Marcus, who tried to fool Hans by holding Red on his back and displaying the merger and acquisition order in front of his eyes. That’s why he was the one who brushed his men all the more.
“I… Mr. Marcus.”
“‘Kyung!!!’ Marcus Add ‘Kyung’!! I intend to go to the capital and become a nobleman. Won’t you give me a name like that? Are you going to do that!!”
“Yeah… Sir Marcus… Dismissal.”
“What is it?”
“There is this one place I haven’t investigated yet, but it’s…”
“An underground passage?”
“Yeah. It’s divided into so many different roads that I can’t figure out all of them, but where the underground passage that seems to have been used a lot is heading… “
“The slums? Isn’t it a place where homeless people who have been kicked out of the city live? You haven’t been pushed there yet?”
“Yeah. It looks like that. They say they live on begging and stealing around Zion Boulevard… “
“Looks like that bastard Hans used people there to create it. Pink milk must have been imported from the slums. If you’ve searched the whole city except for that one and it’s not coming up, it’s probably there.
“Yeah. And it is presumed that Hans Reseller, who escaped, is also there.”
“Yes… That’s what bastards who have lost their bloodlines do… But there’s nothing to do with the toothless rat anymore, so you guys go all the way there and take responsibility for airlifting Pink Milk.”
“Yeah?”
Marcus gave a face-off to a subordinate who stupidly asked.
“What about you? Don’t be shy and come visit us!! You guys are already being sentenced for missing the little Hans when the earthquake happened! Know? Pink Milk, risk your life to find me!!”
“Yeah…”
“Then, the urgent matter has been resolved, and now I must prepare to receive guests at the annual Zion event in a few days!”
Marcus stretched out in anticipation of a pink future.
“Ooh…”
‘Bururut-‘
It’s refreshing. I can’t feel this good because I got my sick tooth removed.
I took it off cool down.
The crystallization of healthy stamina and vigorous sex drive that was beyond the age of 50 covered the hair and face of the woman who was washing Marcus’s things from below. Seeing that, Marcus gave a comfortable smile.
Outside, it was still noisy with the angry voices of the people looking for pink milk, but there was no way the voices of those who longed for a sip of rest could not reach him as he was busy drawing out a brilliant future.
Before his men left, Marcus gestured back to them and said softly.
“And the bitch who is sucking under me now, I’ll send you down in a little while, so get all your teeth pulled out. You cheekily bit my cock.”
