His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Pearson Town, Wafford Mining ~~ Corporation's Ninth Mining Zone.

‘The sounds of voices filled the ai.

For the past three days, the miners had been under a cloud of gloom. The stockpile of ore in the warehouse had been steadily growing, while news of the termination of cooperation between the.

mining bosses and Wafford Mining Corporation kept pouring in.

Their wages had not been paid yet, and that did not guarantee they would be paid on time when the day came. Despite having the backing of New Chesire Group, who knew f the group headquarters would be willing to fill the shortfall here? Building a long-term stable partnership.

wasot something that could be achieved overnight The losses of previous mining.

enterprises were vividly remembered.

‘The ultimate outcome always seemed to be selling ata low price, leaving the miners facing a long period of wage 4 delays. = Given the current situation, the best course of action seemed tobe halting operations, withholding wages, and.

cutting losses for the mining district as Soon as possible. Otherwise, the hole would only grow deeper, inevitably leading to the district being sold off ata loss What nobody had anticipated was that such asituation would ast only three days.

They arrived in massive transport planes never before seen by ordinary folks,

astonishing rate.

plane could be seen. It was 80 meters long, with crimson

his hand ina gesture of greeting He then politely introduced himself, "I'm Heath Elden, acting on behalf of Mister Kane...No, on behalf of Mister Kane, I've come to negotiate with

group of colleagues, he ‘cautiously approached Heath and inquired, "Miser Elden, did Mister Kane really say so? “Then... May ask which company you represent? ll egister right away." ‘Which company? Heath shook his head, smiled, and glanced back at the crimson dragon transport plane behind him,

old, still maintained

He belonged to the Black Tortoise Duke of Wat of the Temple of War, He

War, bearing the ttle ‘Morning

cutting: edge technology chips, the Black Tortoise! Juno

Heath naturally would not leak any information regarding the Temple of War. He gave Darius alight smile and Said, "You only need to register the name North Border’, These arrangements are all made by Mister Kane." Confidential enterprise? Darius! heart trembled. He turned his head to look in

of

resolution of the unpaid salary incident, he had rarely had the opportunity o see Alexander.

However, it seemed his

me, Iwas lost in thought!" After abrief moment

with an apologetic expression, saying repeatedly, "Mister Flden, please wait a moment, ll

mocking voice