Looking at the majestic castle in the distance, although Tang Feng's face did not show it, he was filled with shock! It was a one-piece building located on a slope slightly more than ten meters above the ground.
On the outside of the castle, there is a city wall more than two meters high, surrounding the castle. A stone road paved with light green stones extends from Tang Feng's feet to the castle.
It is obvious that this castle is only part of the entire manor, with mostly grass and gardens around it. Tang Feng even found several fields, with golden grains and green fruits and vegetables everywhere, and not far away.
A few people were riding horses happily on the grassland!
Tang Feng swallowed gently and finally realized how the rich man lived. When he saw Mr. Sun's mansion, he felt that it was quite huge, but compared with the manor in front of him, it was also
It's enough to be someone's racetrack. Although this is not very polite, it is also true.
"Mr. Death, the boss has been waiting for a long time. Please come with me." The man seemed very proud to look at Tang Feng's expression, and his waist was straightened a lot and took the lead in walking towards the castle.
When you approach the castle, you will feel a strong historical atmosphere coming! Until you are really in it, you will find that there is a different world inside! Although the castle is ancient, it is completely different inside. On the surface, the entire castle is still preserved.
The style of the middle European period, but as long as you observe carefully, you will find that many of them are the current high-tech products. These completely different styles and products from different periods are combined with everything, but they make people feel very harmonious.
, it doesn't seem abrupt at all. It seems that the person who arranged the place here should be considered an artist.
Following the man through the hall and entering the aisle, there were many oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, which had a bit of the smell of an art gallery. There were still many doors on both sides of the aisle. The man introduced to Tang Feng: "All rooms on the first to third floors are
It is the room of servants in the manor, and the rooms of members of the boss’s family from the fourth to sixth floors."
Tang Feng nodded in understanding, then he looked at the man and said, "So what floor is your room?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "As the manager of the manor, my room is naturally on the third floor."
Tang Feng was a little surprised when he heard this, and then he felt a slump in his heart. The man had a very aristocratic temperament. The funny conversation and elegant manner along the way made Tang Feng highly appreciate it. He thought he would be from a family.
An important figure, I didn't expect that I was just the manager of a manor.
A manager has such temperament, what will the boss look like? What is the purpose of such a person finding him? Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. If he said he was not worried, it was fake, but the other party did not
Give him another choice. Since he comes, he will be at peace. Now he can only take one step at a time!
Tang Feng and the man came to the end of the corridor. Surprisingly, there was an elevator here. Tang Feng couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head. It was really interesting to think of the person who installed the elevator here!
Taking the elevator, Tang Feng followed the man to the sixth floor. In front of the elegant but gorgeous gate, the man stopped and walked: "Dear Mr. Death, the boss is waiting for you inside, and now you can go in.
"After saying that, the man helped Tang Feng open the door.
Just as Tang Feng was about to take a step, the man suddenly whispered: "My dear friend, as a friend, I advise you, no matter what request our boss makes, please do not refuse. Please believe the advice of a friend!" After that, he rushed to Tang
Feng smiled slightly, then turned around and walked back.
Tang Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, then walked in without hesitation. The room was large in size, still in the style of the middle European period. There was also a huge fireplace on one side of the wall, and there was a raging fire inside.
At the huge desk, a blond old man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a black robe was smiling at Tang Feng.
"Welcome, my friend, I'm sorry I'll invite you in this way." After saying that, the old man pointed to the sofa in front of him and said, "I know you have many questions, but are you planning to stand up
Talk to me?"
Tang Feng kept staring at the old man since he entered the door. He thought about it hard, but he had no impression of the old man at all. Even when he was in Blue Eagle, he had no record of this old man!
Since I don't know, I can only let the other party tell me. Tang Feng walked up to him with a calm look on his face and sat opposite the old man, chuckled and said, "Thank you for inviting me here. To be honest, this is what I have seen.
The most beautiful estate.”
"Haha, I thought you would ask me who I was first and why I brought you here." The old man had a smile on his face.
Tang Feng shrugged and took out a cigarette from his pocket: "You will tell me these questions even if I don't ask you, right? Oh no, thank you, I don't like smoking cigars, I like smoking this more." Tang Feng
He rejected the cigar that the old man wanted to throw over and raised the cigarette in his hand.
The old man smiled slightly without any mind: "You are a smart person, I like to talk to smart people." As he said that, he took out a pure gold pistol from the drawer of the desk and threw it on the table with a snap. Tang Feng
There was no change on his face, and even his eyes were the same as before, just smoking his own cigarette.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The old man looked at Tang Feng's reaction and said in confusion.
"Why am I afraid?" Tang Feng smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "You have also said that I am a smart person. I don't think you asked someone to invite me to kill me just to your own hands.
Not that big hatred.”
"Young man, I began to like you a little." The old man smiled slightly and said calmly: "Sorry, my things are so messy." He said that, and took out a file bag from the drawer and threw it to Tang Feng.
Tang Feng now understands what a real noble is, that is, he is talking lies with his eyes open, and he is so righteous and so decisive! What he has here is messy? Isn’t that a joke? Tang Feng is going to believe his words, he is a fool!
After taking the file bag, he looked at the old man. After confirming that he asked himself to open the contents, Tang Feng opened the file bag with curiosity. After a moment, Tang Feng's face turned slightly pale, and he frowned slightly and said, "
I don't understand, what do you mean?"
The old man smiled slightly and said, "I think it is necessary to let you understand before we talk. As long as I want, I can know anything!"
Tang Feng cursed in his heart that the old man was obviously fighting a psychological war with him, but the things in the file bag really shocked him too much!
"You want to find someone to cooperate?"
"That's right."
"Why me?" Tang Feng raised his head and looked at the old man and said.
"Haha, I am a businessman, I need benefits, and I will cooperate with whoever can bring me benefits."
"Hmph, the whole world has billions of people, and I am more than one person who can bring you benefits?" Tang Feng curled his lips and looked at him, clearly not believing this old guy's words.
"Maybe there are other people who can bring me benefits, but their conditions are not as good as you." The old man looked at him with a smile, as if he was not worried that he would not agree.
"Congratulations, old man, you won." Tang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and then asked, "Is there any wine?"
"Of course!" The old man personally took out a bottle of red wine from 668 years from the wine cabinet next to him and put it in front of Tang Feng: "I thought you people in Z don't like drinking this, but I didn't expect you to be an exception!"
Tang Feng was lazy to pay attention to him and just filled a cup for himself. He was very depressed now, really depressed. It would be fine if someone was brought here for no reason. The old man in front of him knew everything about him. All the fuck was
What's the matter? I picked up the wine glass in front of me and drank it all.
The old man said with a heartache: "Oh, my God, are you drinking water?" He said that and snatched the bottle from the wine table back. Tang Feng was about to have another drink, but he saw the old man holding the bottle and his eyes were rounded.
He stared at him and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Old man, you invite me to visit. You can't be so stingy, right? Didn't you just drink a glass of wine? As for that?"
"Just one bottle of wine?" The old man almost jumped up exaggeratedly: "Do you know how many years I have treasured this bottle of wine? It was from 1668, and now there are probably no more than ten bottles in the whole world.
, You'd better stop drinking, it's not suitable for drinking this kind of wine like you!"
As he said that, the old man put the wine bottle back. The most important thing about red wine is, the older the age, the more mellow the taste. When a real master tastes red wine, he only needs a little to taste the age of the wine. In one sentence
The classic saying of wine tasting is that what we drink is not wine, but history!
This old man is obviously also a master of this, so after seeing Tang Feng's actions, he was extremely depressed. He was not savoring red wine, he was obviously chewing peonies and wasting!
"Cough," the old man was embarrassed by the old man's gaze. He coughed lightly, and Tang Feng said with a slightly red face: "Well, I just felt it first. Who asked you to take out this thing to stimulate me?
Don't you take it back and invite me to drink?" Tang Feng smacked his lips. Not to mention, the taste was as a bit astringent as ordinary red wine. But in order to make the old man feel distressed, I endured it!
"Don't even think about it!" The old man glared at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng smiled indifferently, let alone, the old man looks like an old child now!
"Okay, old man, don't you introduce yourself first? Also, what are the benefits of working with you?" Tang Feng said lightly.
"Young man, since this manor is Habsboa Manor, then of course I am the owner of this manor, Chavo, Habsboa." As soon as he talked about the serious matter, the old man immediately returned to his smart look, and his face flashed.
He said with a faint pride.
Fuck me? Tang Feng twitched his lips and then scolded himself for being too rude and too rude. How could he treat the elderly like this?
"Habsbao? Is it the legendary oldest family in Europe?" Tang Feng's eyes lit up and he stared at the old man in front of him in disbelief. Could this old guy be a fake guy, right?
"Haha, I didn't expect you to know the name of Habsbao? Yes, I am the leader of the entire Italian mafia and the patriarch of the Habsbao family!" The old man looked at Tang Feng with satisfaction and nodded.
Looking at the majestic castle in the distance, although Tang Feng's face did not show it, he was filled with shock! It was a one-piece building located on a slope slightly more than ten meters above the ground.
On the outside of the castle, there is a city wall more than two meters high, surrounding the castle. A stone road paved with light green stones extends from Tang Feng's feet to the castle.
It is obvious that this castle is only part of the entire manor, with mostly grass and gardens around it. Tang Feng even found several fields, with golden grains and green fruits and vegetables everywhere, and not far away.
A few people were riding horses happily on the grassland!
Tang Feng swallowed gently and finally realized how the rich man lived. When he saw Mr. Sun's mansion, he felt that it was quite huge, but compared with the manor in front of him, it was also
It's enough to be someone's racetrack. Although this is not very polite, it is also true.
"Mr. Death, the boss has been waiting for a long time. Please come with me." The man seemed very proud to look at Tang Feng's expression, and his waist was straightened a lot and took the lead in walking towards the castle.
When you approach the castle, you will feel a strong historical atmosphere coming! Until you are really in it, you will find that there is a different world inside! Although the castle is ancient, it is completely different inside. On the surface, the entire castle is still preserved.
The style of the middle European period, but as long as you observe carefully, you will find that many of them are the current high-tech products. These completely different styles and products from different periods are combined with everything, but they make people feel very harmonious.
, it doesn't seem abrupt at all. It seems that the person who arranged the place here should be considered an artist.
Following the man through the hall and entering the aisle, there were many oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, which had a bit of the smell of an art gallery. There were still many doors on both sides of the aisle. The man introduced to Tang Feng: "All rooms on the first to third floors are
It is the room of servants in the manor, and the rooms of members of the boss’s family from the fourth to sixth floors."
Tang Feng nodded in understanding, then he looked at the man and said, "So what floor is your room?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "As the manager of the manor, my room is naturally on the third floor."
Tang Feng was a little surprised when he heard this, and then he felt a slump in his heart. The man had a very aristocratic temperament. The funny conversation and elegant manner along the way made Tang Feng highly appreciate it. He thought he would be from a family.
An important figure, I didn't expect that I was just the manager of a manor.
A manager has such temperament, what will the boss look like? What is the purpose of such a person finding him? Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. If he said he was not worried, it was fake, but the other party did not
Give him another choice. Since he comes, he will be at peace. Now he can only take one step at a time!
Tang Feng and the man came to the end of the corridor. Surprisingly, there was an elevator here. Tang Feng couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head. It was really interesting to think of the person who installed the elevator here!
Taking the elevator, Tang Feng followed the man to the sixth floor. In front of the elegant but gorgeous gate, the man stopped and walked: "Dear Mr. Death, the boss is waiting for you inside, and now you can go in.
"After saying that, the man helped Tang Feng open the door.
Just as Tang Feng was about to take a step, the man suddenly whispered: "My dear friend, as a friend, I advise you, no matter what request our boss makes, please do not refuse. Please believe the advice of a friend!" After that, he rushed to Tang
Feng smiled slightly, then turned around and walked back.
Tang Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, then walked in without hesitation. The room was large in size, still in the style of the middle European period. There was also a huge fireplace on one side of the wall, and there was a raging fire inside.
At the huge desk, a blond old man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a black robe was smiling at Tang Feng.
"Welcome, my friend, I'm sorry I'll invite you in this way." After saying that, the old man pointed to the sofa in front of him and said, "I know you have many questions, but are you planning to stand up
Talk to me?"
Tang Feng kept staring at the old man since he entered the door. He thought about it hard, but he had no impression of the old man at all. Even when he was in Blue Eagle, he had no record of this old man!
Since I don't know, I can only let the other party tell me. Tang Feng walked up to him with a calm look on his face and sat opposite the old man, chuckled and said, "Thank you for inviting me here. To be honest, this is what I have seen.
The most beautiful estate.”
"Haha, I thought you would ask me who I was first and why I brought you here." The old man had a smile on his face.
Tang Feng shrugged and took out a cigarette from his pocket: "You will tell me these questions even if I don't ask you, right? Oh no, thank you, I don't like smoking cigars, I like smoking this more." Tang Feng
He rejected the cigar that the old man wanted to throw over and raised the cigarette in his hand.
The old man smiled slightly without any mind: "You are a smart person, I like to talk to smart people." As he said that, he took out a pure gold pistol from the drawer of the desk and threw it on the table with a snap. Tang Feng
There was no change on his face, and even his eyes were the same as before, just smoking his own cigarette.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The old man looked at Tang Feng's reaction and said in confusion.
"Why am I afraid?" Tang Feng smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "You have also said that I am a smart person. I don't think you asked someone to invite me to kill me just to your own hands.
Not that big hatred.”
"Young man, I began to like you a little." The old man smiled slightly and said calmly: "Sorry, my things are so messy." He said that, and took out a file bag from the drawer and threw it to Tang Feng.
Tang Feng now understands what a real noble is, that is, he is talking lies with his eyes open, and he is so righteous and so decisive! What he has here is messy? Isn’t that a joke? Tang Feng is going to believe his words, he is a fool!
After taking the file bag, he looked at the old man. After confirming that he asked himself to open the contents, Tang Feng opened the file bag with curiosity. After a moment, Tang Feng's face turned slightly pale, and he frowned slightly and said, "
I don't understand, what do you mean?"
The old man smiled slightly and said, "I think it is necessary to let you understand before we talk. As long as I want, I can know anything!"
Tang Feng cursed in his heart that the old man was obviously fighting a psychological war with him, but the things in the file bag really shocked him too much!
"You want to find someone to cooperate?"
"That's right."
"Why me?" Tang Feng raised his head and looked at the old man and said.
"Haha, I am a businessman, I need benefits, and I will cooperate with whoever can bring me benefits."
"Hmph, the whole world has billions of people, and I am more than one person who can bring you benefits?" Tang Feng curled his lips and looked at him, clearly not believing this old guy's words.
"Maybe there are other people who can bring me benefits, but their conditions are not as good as you." The old man looked at him with a smile, as if he was not worried that he would not agree.
"Congratulations, old man, you won." Tang Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and then asked, "Is there any wine?"
"Of course!" The old man personally took out a bottle of red wine from 668 years from the wine cabinet next to him and put it in front of Tang Feng: "I thought you people in Z don't like drinking this, but I didn't expect you to be an exception!"
Tang Feng was lazy to pay attention to him and just filled a cup for himself. He was very depressed now, really depressed. It would be fine if someone was brought here for no reason. The old man in front of him knew everything about him. All the fuck was
What's the matter? I picked up the wine glass in front of me and drank it all.
The old man said with a heartache: "Oh, my God, are you drinking water?" He said that and snatched the bottle from the wine table back. Tang Feng was about to have another drink, but he saw the old man holding the bottle and his eyes were rounded.
He stared at him and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Old man, you invite me to visit. You can't be so stingy, right? Didn't you just drink a glass of wine? As for that?"
"Just one bottle of wine?" The old man almost jumped up exaggeratedly: "Do you know how many years I have treasured this bottle of wine? It was from 1668, and now there are probably no more than ten bottles in the whole world.
, You'd better stop drinking, it's not suitable for drinking this kind of wine like you!"
As he said that, the old man put the wine bottle back. The most important thing about red wine is, the older the age, the more mellow the taste. When a real master tastes red wine, he only needs a little to taste the age of the wine. In one sentence
The classic saying of wine tasting is that what we drink is not wine, but history!
This old man is obviously also a master of this, so after seeing Tang Feng's actions, he was extremely depressed. He was not savoring red wine, he was obviously chewing peonies and wasting!
"Cough," the old man was embarrassed by the old man's gaze. He coughed lightly, and Tang Feng said with a slightly red face: "Well, I just felt it first. Who asked you to take out this thing to stimulate me?
Don't you take it back and invite me to drink?" Tang Feng smacked his lips. Not to mention, the taste was as a bit astringent as ordinary red wine. But in order to make the old man feel distressed, I endured it!
"Don't even think about it!" The old man glared at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng smiled indifferently, let alone, the old man looks like an old child now!
"Okay, old man, don't you introduce yourself first? Also, what are the benefits of working with you?" Tang Feng said lightly.
"Young man, since this manor is Habsboa Manor, then of course I am the owner of this manor, Chavo, Habsboa." As soon as he talked about the serious matter, the old man immediately returned to his smart look, and his face flashed.
He said with a faint pride.
Fuck me? Tang Feng twitched his lips and then scolded himself for being too rude and too rude. How could he treat the elderly like this?
"Habsbao? Is it the legendary oldest family in Europe?" Tang Feng's eyes lit up and he stared at the old man in front of him in disbelief. Could this old guy be a fake guy, right?
"Haha, I didn't expect you to know the name of Habsbao? Yes, I am the leader of the entire Italian mafia and the patriarch of the Habsbao family!" The old man looked at Tang Feng with satisfaction and nodded.