"Miss Alice, I hope you don't mind if I pick up your guests. Don't worry, we will entertain Mr. Xiao well."
The butler of the Doyle family did not feel domineering, but an invisible high profile and aura were clearly revealed. Alice wanted to say something, but she was blocked by what he said.
Alice cast a careful look at me. I nodded silently and walked out without stopping. There was already a black Maserati parked outside. Although I don't know much about cars, I could tell that this car was
It’s definitely more expensive than the Mercedes-Benz that Alice’s people used to pick us up just now.
"Mr. Xiao, please" the middle-aged butler opened the car door and invited me in.
I didn't have any more words to say, so I ducked in, and there was a driver in the car. This driver was not like Alice's bodyguard, he was completely calm and calm. Even when we entered, he didn't even look back, just focused on
Concentrate on driving your car.
The car passed through the bustling city and gradually drove towards a hill in the suburbs. A winding mountain road curved around the mountain.
"Where are we going..." I asked the middle-aged housekeeper out of curiosity.
The middle-aged housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Bisso lives in the family's former residence, which is on this hill."
"Former residence? Why doesn't Mr. Bisso live in the city? Isn't it inconvenient to live in the suburbs..." I was a little curious about the residence of Bisso, the leader of the Doyle family whom I had never met.
The middle-aged housekeeper just smiled at my words and didn't explain too much. I didn't bother to ask. Now I just want to see that peso and go back as soon as possible. I really don't like dealing with such a big family.
.
The car rounded several corners, and a huge building came into view, a castle! An old castle with a Western architectural style stood on a mountain, surrounded by green trees, and looked somewhat solemn and majestic.
At the end of the road is a large iron gate. There are people guarding the iron gate, as if protecting an important base. Our arrival was stopped, and we were allowed to go only after the middle-aged housekeeper rolled down the window to signal.
Sure enough, the big family is different. There are such strict barriers to entry. I looked around casually and found that this is a unique terrain. There are mountains for two weeks on this road. You can only drive up from here.
, I don’t know whether it is a highway designed based on the terrain or the terrain designed based on the highway.
I completely believe that everything on this hill was designed for the Doyle family castle.
After passing through this iron gate, there is a flat open land not far away. It should be at the top of the mountain, where the castle is built. The solemn castle stands quietly on the top of the mountain like a majestic lion, and a sense of oppression greets you.
Come.
There was no heavy guarding outside the castle gate. I was a little surprised at first, but after taking a closer look, I realized that it turned out to be high-tech cameras with almost no blind spots installed around the castle.
"Here we are, Mr. Xiao." As the car stopped, the middle-aged man's steady voice came.
A group of people came out of the castle, all dressed in black and walking with steady steps. Although they looked like members of the underworld, they were definitely not ordinary underworld characters. Looking at their steps and posture, they looked more like
A well-trained army.
Scar and I walked into this heavily guarded castle surrounded by people. As soon as we entered the door, I felt deeply shocked. Pictures of the housekeeper, servants, etc. that I had only seen on TV before appeared in my eyes.
before my eyes...
Not far from me, a fire was burning in a fireplace. Several luxurious and soft sofas were placed in front. A person just sat on the sofa and looked at the flames in the fireplace leisurely. The sofa was obviously very comfortable and comfortable.
So soft, it sunk down when he sat on it, covering his body a little.
Moreover, his back was to us, so I couldn't see his face. Obviously, this person was Peso, and only he could sit there like this.
Sure enough, "Mr. Bisso, we are here..." Although the person opposite had his back to us, the housekeeper still bowed respectfully and spoke with sincere respect in his tone.
"Well, let the guests wait first..." A low and hoarse voice came. Bisuo on the opposite side did not look back, and did not even look away from the burning fireplace, as if he was admiring a piece of art.
The housekeeper heard Biso's instructions and asked us to sit down. As soon as we sat down, the soft sofa surrounded us, making us sink deeply, but there was no uncomfortable feeling. On the contrary, this level was just enough to make me feel very comfortable.
Relax.
In front of the sofa was a long mahogany table, and Peso sat at the other end near the fireplace.
I can't see through the peso opposite. The weather right now is not winter in the first place. The climate is very good. Even if there is a fire burning in the fireplace in the castle, the key point is that I stare at the peso as if I are appreciating a work of art. Is this a kind of...
A new form of entertainment for rich people?
As soon as I sat down, someone quickly brought me red wine and cigars. I didn't feel that the reception was inappropriate. I picked up a cigar, lit it, and puffed out a smoke ring gracefully, staring at the back of the peso opposite.
"Brother Xiao, what are you looking at at this peso? I've been staring at it for half an hour. Is there anything special about that fireplace?" Scar asked me a little irritably.
"Hell, how do I know that this peso won't be crazy?" I whispered to Scar.
I have also lost my patience. I came here to discuss cooperation. To be precise, he invited me here, but now I have been here for half an hour and I haven’t even seen his face.
If he had a mental problem and kept staring at the fireplace, should I keep waiting for him? Just when I wanted to ask aloud, the person opposite finally turned around.
I was stunned as soon as I turned around. It wasn't because of anything else. It was because of his appearance. His shiny hair was neatly and cleanly combed, and he had a little beard. He didn't look very old. He should have paid more attention to his own care.
Mainly because his appearance reminded me of the movie for some reason!
His appearance reminds me of some mafia bosses or leaders of big families in movies. He looks exactly like that. I really don't know if he was used as a prototype in the movie.
"Mr. Bisso, have you ever made a movie..." he asked out of nowhere. It really looks like...
Bisuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Xiao, you are really humorous..."
Then Bisso stretched out two fingers to signal, and the butler quickly took the cigar. Bisso focused on lighting the cigar in his hand, as if he was carefully carving a piece of art in everything he did.
"Mr. Xiao, are you curious..." Bisuo put the cigar to his mouth and took a puff, then turned his eyes to me and asked.
Biso's voice is very magnetic, just a little hoarse, and his eyes are very peaceful. He is not domineering, nor does he have the majesty and sharpness of being in a position of power for a long time. He is just peaceful, and people cannot see his emotional fluctuations.
This kind of look is the scariest thing. It's like someone who has experienced thousands of mortal worlds, seeing everything clearly and clearly.
"To be honest, I'm very curious. I don't think there's anything interesting about the fireplace..." I slightly avoided Peso's gaze. His gaze made people feel that nothing was hidden.
"This fireplace used to be my wife's favorite. I used to sit here with her to keep warm. Now that she has passed away 10 years ago, I still feel like she is still around..." Bisso's eyes wandered a little like this.
began to tell.
He didn't treat me like a person he had met for the first time, but rather like an old friend who had been telling me about his past.
It was obvious that Biso's look and tone contained infinite longing for his wife. I originally thought that the meeting with the Doyle family would be a formal occasion, followed by a negotiation and cooperation similar to forced buying and selling, but it didn't happen.
I thought it would be such an opening, as if telling a friend about old memories.
"Sorry, I'm old...I always like to be immersed in memories..." Bisuo sighed softly.
After a pause, he changed the subject and then said, "Actually, I only tell these past events to my friends. Mr. Xiao, welcome to your arrival..."
Biso, what does this mean? Is this implying that he and I are friends, or does he regard me as a friend? I don't think so. Biso's invitation to me is completely an act of not asking whether I will agree or not. Such an approach
Not treating friends at all, I kept waiting for Peso to show his real fox tail.
"Huh? I almost forgot. People tend to forget things easily when they get old. I heard from the housekeeper that Mr. Xiao hasn't had dinner yet. I've prepared it and hope to share it with Mr. Xiao..." Bisuo said to me as if he remembered something.
, and after speaking, he clapped his hands gently.
A man who looked like a butler came over, bent over and said, "Mr. Bisso, your dinner is ready. Could you please start it now?"
Biso nodded and "told them to start."
"Please, Mr. Xiao, you can't delay such an important thing as dinner." Bisuo stood up and invited me gentlemanly.
I walked towards the dinner place under his leadership. Scar followed me only a few steps before he was stopped by the butler. The butler said politely, "Sir, please come here and your dinner will be served."
Already ready”
I frowned and asked, "Mr. Bisso, what does this mean?"
Bisuo still had an unhurried smile, "I want to have dinner with Mr. Xiao alone, do you mind? Don't worry, I have already arranged the dinner for your men, and I won't neglect him."
Although Biso's tone was very humble, his approach was extremely domineering. It was obvious that it had been arranged long ago and I had no right to choose at all.
Scar was about to get angry, so I quickly gave him a look to signal him not to act rashly. This is Peso's base camp. Just the two of us, if he wanted to kill me, there would be no chance of escaping. Now that he's here, let's have dinner alone.