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1495 They are all good food, not shabby.

 Lindsay is the son of Phyllis's cousin's family. Like Arnold, who has disappeared for hundreds of chapters, he was also abandoned by the Matilda family, and ended up becoming a "remnant" like William.

Given the power of the Matilda family in southern Africa, there will always be people with ulterior motives around Lindsay. They all hope to get some kind of contact with the Matilda family through Lindsay, but unfortunately few of them succeed.

Philip's request for Lindsay is very simple. As long as Lindsay does not cause trouble, there is definitely no need to worry about money for the Matilda family. Relying on the protection of the Matilda family, Lindsay is in Pretoria.

Quite popular.

Of course, "welcome" here refers specifically to certain specific groups, which is definitely not the case in Rock's case.

"Is Lord Nyasaland okay? The last time I saw him was at the Palace of Justice in Church Square. When the new Palace of Justice was completed, Lord Nyasaland didn't even invite me. I must have forgotten about me."

The half-truth and half-false complaints about a family that had been settled down in unknown circumstances sounded very familiar to Roque, but in fact they were not that different.

If you really have a good relationship, you will definitely get an invitation from Roque when the Palace of Justice is officially opened. This is like inviting friends to cook a pot in a new house. You have to recognize the door.

“Uncle Locke is very busy at work and has no time to eat at home, and Aunt Phyllis often complains about him.” Lindsay’s face was pale, and her body was as thin as a piece of paper, the kind that could be blown away by the wind.

He seems to be in and out of the Palace of Justice frequently and can leave meals at Rock's house at any time. I wonder how good his relationship with Rock is.

 Actually, it's just like that. The Matilda family is a big family with many branches. Lindsay and Philip are distant relatives, and their relationship is actually not that good.

 At least not so good that you can enter and leave the Palace of Justice at any time.

 Of course, for many people, having this kind of relationship is enough to make people enviable.

 During this period, the hottest topic in Pretoria is the Commonwealth Games to be held in the middle of the year. People with a bright mind have already taken action, hoping to make a lot of money through the Commonwealth Games, and Patrick is no exception.

"Your Excellency Matilda, if you can get the sponsorship rights for the Commonwealth Games, then I guarantee that you will make a lot of money." Patrick looked very smart, but he did stupid things.

There is no problem with this title. Since they are relatives, strictly speaking, Lindsay also has the right to inherit Rock's title.

Of course, considering the blood relationship, this inheritance right will probably be ranked outside the 100th place, and there is probably no hope in this life.

"Mr. Patrick, Aunt Phyllis often reminds me not to affect Uncle Locke's work." Lindsay mentioned Locke and Phyllis in every sentence, reminding others all the time.

"That's a pity." Patrick didn't have much regret. This matter was just a matter of debate.

 If members of the aristocracy are smart, they are really smart. If they are stupid, they are really stupid. Their IQ is similar to that of a retarded person. Don’t put too much hope in them.

After all, the circle of nobles is too small. The consequences of incest marriages that have lasted for thousands of years are extremely serious. Just look at how many people in the European royal family suffer from hemophilia.

"Patrick, if you are really interested, we can join forces to set up a company and obtain sponsor status for the Commonwealth Games through legitimate means." Someone immediately came up with an idea. This is what this group of nobles is best at.

 It is really impossible for these nobles to do business. People like Neville are already among the best. They have to rely on the power of the family to do business. Without the protection of the family, the company will collapse in minutes.

 But aristocratic families also need a lot of money to maintain the so-called "respectability" of the nobility.

Hence, basically any well-known big family will hire professional managers to do business, and their main business is to rely on power to make a profit.

The so-called "through legitimate means" actually means that Lindsay hopes to find Roark and get a sponsor status. He can run it by himself or sell it to others. Anyway, he will definitely not lose money.

“I’m not interested. I have to work hard to restore the glory of the Qajar dynasty. I don’t have time to do business.” Patrick talks about doctrines and thinks about business in his heart.

"Hahahaha, little Lindsay, let me introduce you to a few ladies. They have all admired you for a long time." Count Sergei ignored Patrick. The "remnant" group also has a class. Sergey is a real

The Count was a liar, but Patrick was a liar, so when Count Sergei came over, Patrick immediately stepped aside.

If you dare not retreat, you will be thrown out in a minute. Don't expect the real nobles to have a good temper. They only show their so-called "gentlemanly behavior" to people of similar status, or people with a higher status than them.

 Attention is a matter of gentlemanly demeanor, not education.

 Their upbringing is also based on what the person chooses.

The young lady that Count Sergei mentioned is a real young lady from a noble family. Of course, their situation is generally not very good. The most miserable ones are even reduced to the level of housekeepers and servants for big nobles. With every change of power,

Such things are not uncommon.

When she heard "Miss", Lindsay's eyes immediately lit up and she followed Count Sergey enthusiastically.

"Look at his small body, sooner or later, this guy will die of a woman"

“Normal, he is not an important figure in the Matilda family, just an insignificant little player”

Behind Lindsay, several aristocratic young people were talking, but it was a pity that Lindsay couldn't hear it.

"I think I'm going back. Thank you for the invitation William. Let's have tea together another day." Coubertin couldn't stay for a minute. These guys have the nerve to talk about "remnants". They are simply members of the aristocracy."

shame".

 No, it’s a moth!

"Why don't you stay for a while? The banquet hasn't officially started yet." William also wanted to leave, but he pretended to stay.

"No, I still have things to do when I go back. I am old and have low energy." Coubertin felt that the air was filled with the smell of decay, as if he had returned to medieval Europe.

 Yes, Europe in the Middle Ages was so hopeless, with no light in sight.

“Then let’s go together. It’s better to go to the bar and have a drink than stay here.”

 “Don’t you need to say hello to the master?”

 “Haha, no need, I have already signed the signature book”

William didn’t take it seriously, as long as the process was done. William didn’t like the men and women in the hall either.

 Leaving the manor and getting into the car provided by the Rhodesian Hotel for Coubertin, Coubertin seemed to be able to hear the faint sound of music and the voices of those people laughing and joking.

“I thought Pretoria was perfect,” Coubertin said with a smile. Only this Pretoria was more acceptable to Coubertin.

 In common words, it means down-to-earth.

"How is it possible? Every city has its dark side, and its existence is reasonable. For their motherland, they have lost their role, but for southern Africa, they are the best tourists, making things happen all the time.

Consumption, if it were not for people like us, Itno's income would be reduced by 10%." William has also experienced hardships, and southern Africa's welcome to them is actually limited.

 For those who have power, losing power is the most terrifying thing.

 So there are many overthrown dynasties, even if it is clear that there is no hope, they have to form a government in exile or something in other countries to maintain their so-called "status", just like people like Patrick.

 Actually, they themselves also know that once rights are gone, they are gone, and the hope of regaining them is extremely slim.

 But you can't do nothing, otherwise it will be the same as salted fish, so alcohol and certain things have become the best placebos, and countless people are addicted to these things.

“Then why don’t you buy a house in Pretoria?” Coubertin couldn’t give William life advice, and William didn’t need it.

"It doesn't matter, you may not know that when Nyasaland Heavy Industries was listed, I bought some stocks and they have risen a lot over the years." A sincere smile finally appeared on William's face. This was probably his most proud moment in the past few years.

thing.

 The companies under Roque's name are now independently operated and are responsible for their own profits and losses. When they need funds, they have to find their own way.

 Finance is a good thing, it depends on how you use it. Britain has dominated the world for hundreds of years, which is closely related to British financial hegemony.

Roark will certainly not ignore the power of finance. In recent years, Los Angeles has experienced rapid development in finance, and it has already vaguely rivaled London and New York.

People like William and others have received strict elite education, and naturally they will not sit back and lose money, so stocks have become the best way to invest.

“Congratulations, you are a smart guy.” Coubertin laughed. Finance has indeed become very popular in recent years, and its scale far exceeds other investment markets.

There are many common investment methods, including stocks and bonds, art, real estate, jewelry, etc., which are all good investment methods.

But for William, there are not many options to choose from. After all, William doesn’t know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

 Back at the Rhodesian Hotel, Latour was wandering back and forth at the door of Coubertin.

 “Damn it, it’s still raining.” Coubertin’s way of saying hello is very British, and the weather opening is the most common way.

“My lord, there is a telegram from Amsterdam asking us to explain why we gave the right to host the Olympic Games to Pretoria without hearing about the competition?” Latour reported the bad news to Coubertin with a sad face.

It was only then that Coubertin remembered that he and Latour had wanted Pretoria and Amsterdam to compete with each other.

  After all, only when there is competition can the Olympic Committee gain anything.

Different from the members of the Commonwealth Games Organizing Committee, Coubertin, Latour, and other Olympic Organizing Committee staff also have to eat.


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