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"Do I need to care about their opinions?"
"No need, I just think that if you are willing to lower the treatment of workers, it would allow the company to gain higher profits."
"Maybe."
Marvin smiled and did not dwell too much on this issue.
What he was about to do, Freya could not understand, so more explanation was pointless.
Late at night.
The chamber, Hall of the Gods.
"The price of Hercules' Club?"
Above the mists, there came the slightly surprised voice of Dino: "Haven't I already given you the price list for magic potions?"
"The situation has changed, the sales volume of Hercules' Clubs has always been low, I've decided to adopt the strategy of small profits but quick turnover." Sitting in front of the stone platform, with his legs crossed, Marvin said: "Initially, I set the price at Ten Penny, but Freya told me that this price was too low, it would disrupt market stability and cause more workers to lose their jobs."
"She is right."
