It seems that since Francis Drake, who was active in the 16th century, had two round-the-world trips, the famous privateer and navigator, the surname Drake has developed an indissoluble bond with the ocean. The pirate who was already superstitious even believed that this surname could bring them good luck.

Changing the last name is also a kind of packaging, which is no different from the expensive packaging on Doug.

In terms of appearance, despite his purely English descent, Doug still suspected that he might have changed to the surname "Drake" for work needs.

"I like you knowledgeable people the most! Unlike us guys, we don't know what day we can live on the water!" Drake hugged Doug's shoulder and said to him in a generous tone, "Let's go, let's talk there!"

Another small room that looks like a secret room.

But it is much more cramped compared to Andreas.

After all, there are more people and higher land prices near New Haven Harbor.

"This is Monopoly, each set costs thirty cents, and the shipment price can now be given to Drake you twenty-five cents. If you are interested in distributing Monopoly in the future, the shipment price will be lower." Doug's speech was not fast, and he was preparing for the next negotiations.

But what he didn't expect was-

"Okay! I agree!" Drake replied immediately as soon as Doug finished speaking.

He shouted, "Allen! Come in!"

"Boom!" The heavy door was pushed open suddenly, causing a gust of wind. Doug's hat was blown aside, and he also smelled the stronger smell of the sea.

"Captain!" A black and strong white man who was about six feet tall, over 1.8 meters tall, but with a knotty muscles and explosive power, stood at the door.

"Alan, please move lighter and blow your Excellency Doug's hat in a skew! Go and get a thousand twenty-five cents." Drake spread his arms and leaned against the sofa, and gave orders to the person at the door.

"Yes! Captain!" Allen said, and pulled the door of the room suddenly and took away a lot of air.

Doug in the house felt that he had taken away too much air for a moment, and he was a little breathless as if the fish were out of water.

"Mr. Drake, are you?" Doug asked.

"Adam, just call me Adam." Adam Drake corrected Doug's name to himself and explained, "Of course I'll buy a thousand sets of Monopoly first. You trust me and come to me, why don't I trust you?

But, I have a requirement, that is, only my shop can sell Monopoly in New Haven Harbor.”

Dougli thought about it and made a difficult choice that was not very difficult, and he said, "Okay, Adam. I can guarantee that my printing and dyeing factory will only supply your shop near the port.

But... if other stores have other channels to sell "Monopoly", I will have no choice."

"Okay! If someone else sells it, I will solve it. Doug, do you know what I like most about your Monopoly?

It's gambling!

It's luck!

Although I like you knowledgeable people, I have no interest in the principles you talked about in Monopoly.

I love luck! I love gambling!

What you see when sailing on the sea is luck.

Even the most powerful captain is afraid of hurricanes around him.

Captains and sailors, one counts one, and everyone values ​​luck and wants to make a fortune by luck.

Every time I shake the dice, I feel like I control my own destiny.

I like this feeling, and sailors must like it too!”

Drake passionately picked up two wooden dices on the table, flipped his wrist and threw the dice in his hand out.

The two dice that were entangled with each other were still rotating on the table, and the door was blasted open again.

However, this time it was much more convergent than the last time.

It was like turning from a cannon to a slingshot, Doug's hat was not crooked this time.

"Captain! I've already brought the money!" Allen said.

He put down the sack on his shoulder and opened the sack mouth, and could see various colorful bank vouchers inside.

One cent, five cents, and ten cents are different. Estimated by volume, it should be two hundred and fifty dollars.

However, Doug looked at such a sack of money and felt that if he really took the money back, he would definitely look like a 25-year-old.

Adam Drake seemed to be accustomed to this scene. He looked at Doug's frown and seemed to have thought of something. He turned to ask Doug, "Do you know how many dollars a thousand twenty-five cents are?"

"Two hundred and fifty dollars." Doug said helplessly.

"Alan! Take these down and get two hundred and fifty dollars!" Drake ordered.

"Yes! Captain!" Allen brought the door with him again.

"Doug, let you laugh at it. I am a rough man and can't count. Don't think Alan is stupid, he is actually very smart. He must know that a thousand twenty-five cents are two hundred and fifty dollars. But, when sailing on the sea, the crew must execute whatever I command as a captain.

If you take it too much, it will kill the entire ship."

Drake explained.

Doug nodded deeply, because he had met more than one contestant who "thinks too much" at work.

I gave them a file and just print it out honestly. They thought the fonts of the file were not good-looking, so they changed it to a set of handwritten fonts. I felt that there was something wrong with the layout, so I re-arranged the fancy version.

Although it is kind, it makes the entire project team embarrassed when reporting and distributing materials to the leaders.

People who "think too much" like this not only think too much, but also don't even say it after doing it. It is a routine operation to cheat a project team, and it is probably not difficult to kill a ship of people.

"Bring it! Captain!" Allen pushed open the door again, this time he was carrying a medium-sized pocket.

Listen, it is the sound of gold coins.

Doug was very sure that it contained gold coins, real dollars.

Allen put the bag on the table, and the heavy sound of the bag once again came.

Drake untied his pocket, filled with brilliant gold coins.

"Maybe a bit heavy, but we don't like to use bank coupons. We only believe in gold. Doug, should we count?" Drake asked.

"I'll count it." Doug picked up a gold coin and dollar, placed it on the table, and built it one by one.

Doug is not a naughty man, and he will not relax himself just because of other people's generousness.

If you have money-related things, you can only believe in yourself.

The pendulum in the house swung 653 times. Twenty-five piles of gold coins in front of Doug.
Chapter completed!