This is my empire!


    Mr. angomora is still whispering in his sleep. If there is no accident, the money he has made in the past six months can top the profits of the past year or two.


    Among them, the authorization fee is a big head. In addition to the authorization fee, the channel fee is also a huge expense.


    That guy Doolin is not a thing, but he uses one of his patents. He not only needs to pay tens of millions of patent fees, but also needs to transport and sell his goods through his channels.


    It''s nice to say that "although you will charge a licensing fee for using my patent, we also provide low-cost transportation services and underwriting services to avoid your excess expenses in transportation, storage and sales".


    Yeah, it sounds like Dooling is a good man. At first, everyone really believed it, but in fact, it''s not the same thing.


    The cost of transportation, the cost of warehouse storage and the percentage of sales are only a small share at each step, but it''s a headache to put these things together.


    Last year, the turnover was more than 30 million, including 3.2 million patent licensing fees, and then various sharing agreements accounting for about 25% of the total turnover, that is, about 10 million.


    Du Lin alone took 10 million of the nearly 30 million, which is almost 10 million net profit swallowed by Du Lin!


    Then he has to pay taxes himself, which has to settle costs and various expenses. The net income a year is less than 8 million.


    But look at the revenue in the past six months. Without patent licensing fees and the fees of various sharing agreements, the sales in the second half of the year are expected to be more than 25 million.


    The income of this half year alone is more than that of last year, and much more, with a net profit of at least 10 million at the bottom.


    When we can maintain this momentum of development in the coming year, the net profit of a year will be at least 20 million or even more than 25 million.


    In the past, this was almost unimaginable income, but now everything becomes possible. As long as Dooling can''t escape this danger, everything becomes full of light.


    Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to hold the girl around him in his arms. Although Mr. angomora is in his fifties, with some gray hair and some baldness, he thinks this is the characteristic of a mature man full of charm.


    The girl around has just appeared in two films and played the supporting actress in the play. Although she has not made a loud name, she has won the support of some die hard fans with her pure appearance.


    Angela likes this girl very much. She feels the pulse of youth from her energetic body. The breath of youth is often the most fascinating.


    Only after losing youth can we understand the value of youth.


    But his hand was empty. He opened his eyes slightly. The light in the room was a little dark, and there was no one on the surrounding beds. He got up and went to the window to lift the curtains. The new day outside the window was slowly rising, just like his ambition!


    The golden light shines into the room and decorates it like a sacred palace, like his palace.


    He leaned back. As soon as he turned around, the smile on his face solidified instantly. He didn''t move like a wax statue in a wax museum. A drop of sweat secreted from the pores on his forehead, hung on the tip of his nose along the wrinkles, and rolled down a moment later.


    When his muscles didn''t listen, he squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, "this... May be a misunderstanding!"


    In the room stood three men with round felt hats and long black windbreaker. They wore black gloves and carried long bone removal knives in their hands.


    This kind of bone removal knife is different from the kitchen utensils of ordinary families. It has a certain arc and is very thin and sharp.


    If you deal with bones, this knife can break in two with only one intimate contact, but if you only deal with some meat pieces or fascia, it will not be sharp.


    No skin, muscle or fascia can stop it. Even if it stops a little, it will be divided into two with the nice sound of paper cutting from its edge.


    Three guys who couldn''t see his face clearly didn''t answer him, which made Mr. angomora''s fear spread more and more unscrupulously in his heart. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stepped back slightly, "what do you want? Money? Women? Or something else?"


    "Three million, I don''t ask who you are or who asked you to come. I use three million to buy my own life. I don''t ask for three million, I''ll let you never do it, as long as you let me go this time!"


    The three men always kept their previous standing posture as if they couldn''t speak. The narrow blades hanging on their sides reflected the metallic luster from time to time, which made Mr. Angela''s heart more flustered.


    "Ten million, well, I admit I gave less. Ten million will buy me a life. This business won''t suffer losses, friends. Have you seen what it looks like when ten million are piled together? Maybe your employer gave you only a little money, but I have ten million here."


    "The conditions remain the same. I don''t ask anything and I don''t need you to tell me anything. I give you money, and then you take the money and leave. It''s fair!"


    Mr. angomora was wet with sweat, sticky and uncomfortable. What''s more, he is very nervous and afraid. He wants to shit and has some nausea. Moreover, he has an unspeakable uncomfortable feeling all over his body, making it difficult to breathe.


    Looking at the three people still don''t say anything, he has realized what, and his heart sank into the boundless hell.


    At this time, the telephone in the bedroom suddenly rang. He trembled at the sudden sound of the telephone and looked at the telephone and the three men in the room in fear.


    Then one of the guys said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Angela, maybe you should answer this call first!"


    He was stunned for a moment, then knelt on the bedside table as if he had found a life-saving straw, urgently picked up the phone and leaned in his ear, "I''m Angela, which adult are you?"


    When his life was on the line, he recalled the honorific words he often used when he was young. He knew that the result of this call represented whether he could continue to live and enjoy all the beauty and freedom of the world.


    At this time, he was devout like a true believer, lowering his head and listening to the voice from heaven.


    "I''ve been troubled these two days..." as soon as the voice appeared, Mr. angomora immediately remembered the owner of the voice. His body began to tremble. He wanted to say something, but he didn''t dare to interrupt each other. "It seems that everything has become strange."


    "Today a man here dares to show his teeth to me, and tomorrow that man stretched out his claws again."


    "A naive guy told me that fear can''t rule the world, but he didn''t know that fear can end stupidity."


    "In view of your performance during this period, I am very, very disappointed. I thought we would be good friends, but obviously you don''t think so..."


    The voice from the receiver more and more frightened Mr. angomora. At this time, he directly interrupted the other party regardless of others, "Mr. Dooling, Mr. Dooling! Please listen to me..."


    "Explain? No, I don''t need that thing. If you want, wait for me in hell!"


    "Doo... Doo... Doo..."


    With a puff, like the sound made by the inspectors in the grain depot when they pierced the sack full of wheat kernel with a steel pipe, Mr. angomora lowered his head and raised his hand to touch the tip of the knife that suddenly protruded from his chest.


    He raised his wrist and looked at the bright red liquid on his fingers. He twisted it, some slippery and some viscous.


    One after another, the tip of the knife danced on his chest, looming and looming, and his strength was rapidly slipping away from his body. He widened his eyes and gasped. Each breath would bring a whistle when the bellows was pulled.


    Just when his vision became dim, a hand behind his head pressed his head on the bedside table, and then the whole world turned around and became darker and darker.


    More than ten hours later, Mr. angomora''s body was found by the vice president of the company who came to look for him. After the police arrived at the scene, they informed the police investigation bureau.


    According to the imperial regulations, the police station is only responsible for solving ordinary cases. Once the case rises to a socially influential or major criminal case, the investigation bureau will accept to continue to be responsible for the investigation.


    More than a dozen agents came to the Bureau of investigation, including two senior agents. They spent a long time in the room with the most advanced instruments and various equipment, and finally found nothing.


    In the report to the superior, they thought that this was a murder case handled by a professional killer. After careful planning and arrangement, they did not leave any clues. They suggested that the Bureau of investigation report the case to the General Administration, look for similar case references throughout the country, and whether it can be combined.


    In short, the Bureau doesn''t want to take care of it.


    The person killed was a famous local entrepreneur. If the case is handled well, it may not be beneficial, but if it is not handled well, it will not escape a reprimand or even be demoted. Why do you want to take it in your own hands?


    The murder of Mr. angomora soon spread on a small scale. Some people turned pale when they heard the news. From the investigation report, they learned that Mr. angomora had 99 knives in his body, and none of his internal organs were intact.


    Finally, a knife was inserted into the back of his head, accompanied by some terrible photo records, which made some big people vomit out.


    It is a mystery who killed Mr. angomora, but some people have realized something.


    That night, Merlin was watching TV with Suri and their children when the telephone suddenly rang.


    "Mr. Merlin, after discussion, we thought that the price of licensing fee was unreasonable..." Merlin frowned deeply, but then he showed a staring expression, "The pricing is too low. The price level four years ago is completely incomparable with the current one-to-one ratio, so we all agree that it is reasonable to increase it by 10%. If you have time, we hope to sign the new agreement as soon as possible..."