"Sir chairman."
The Black Knight chairman turned his head. He sat on an old rocking chair that creaked every time he moved. "What's wrong, my loyal assistant?"
The assistant smiled politely, sitting down with a flattering face. "I heard that the sales of the blue medicine have increased so far."
"Yes, that's a good thing. Are you asking for a raise?" the old man asked.
The assistant shook his head, his expression not changing at all. "That's not it, chairman. I was just thinking, the Armstrong and Lombard families didn't work much on this project, so why did they get so much of the share? Wouldn't they be too greedy if they were left alone?"
The chairman seemed silent for a while but eventually nodded. "That's what I've been thinking lately. They only opened up trade routes throu
