Sharp raised his hand and glanced at the rusty watch on his wrist, confirmed that the time was after three o'clock in the afternoon, and walked slowly towards the villa in front of him.
After ringing the doorbell and getting permission from the host, Sharp successfully stepped into the warm room.
"Mr. Sharp, I'm glad you came on time." Robert stretched out his hand and shook Sharp's hand.
Sharp looked around at the decoration in the villa, and after coming to the conclusion that this was the living environment a gentleman should live in, he further corrected his attitude.
He sat neatly on the guest seat in the living room, with his knees together, and he opened the document bag at his waist with a serious expression, and pulled out several contracts with black text on a white background.
"Mr. Robert, after reading these documents, if there are no other questions, we can start the handover."
Robert was dismissive of the contract. He handed it over to Vanessa sitting next to him, not showing much interest in the contract.
Robert doesn't want to invest in Arkham Asylum, he just wants to invest in the secret realm in Arkham Asylum.
Although Robert plans to leave Gotham City immediately, this does not prevent him from taking the secret place in Arkham Asylum as his own.
You know, Gotham City is dangerous, and other places may not be any better. With the Secret Realm, a place that provides hero titles, Robert's men will be stronger, and his stable life will be more protected.<
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Vanessa flipped through the paper contract in her hand and gave Robert a strange look: "Robert, do you want to invest in a lunatic asylum?"
Vanessa didn't understand Robert's behavior because she couldn't associate Robert with the word philanthropist. The two were like two unrelated parallel lines. It would be strange if they were intertwined.
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Robert shrugged: "Maybe my kindness has grown, just like the time you saved me."
Vanessa's eyes lit up, and she no longer cared about Robert's whims, and said seriously: "Mr. Sharp, your contract can be said to be full of sincerity. Two hundred thousand federal dollars will get 100% of Arkham Asylum."
Fifty-one shares, even if it is the northwest suburbs of Gotham City, are still worth a lot of premium."
"I think Jesus knows one thing. In Gotham City, land is the least valuable thing." Sharp smiled bitterly.
Seeing that Vanessa recognized the contract, Robert signed his name without saying a word and kept a copy with each other.
Just when Vanessa was about to go upstairs to get the money, Robert picked up a black handbag from the foot of the table, placed it on the guest table, and pushed it in front of Sharp.
In Vanessa's confused eyes, Robert said: "Here are 200,000 federal coins. You can count them."
Two hundred thousand federal dollars is equivalent to reporter Eddie's salary for more than two years of hard work. Of course, if Eddie's daily expenses are included, it will probably take him ten years to save this considerable amount of money.
It may not be appropriate to use Eddie as an example here. If it were a roadside vendor making scallion pancakes, the salary would be three to four thousand federal dollars a month. If converted, it would take this vendor thirty or forty years to make it.
To accumulate wealth on this scale.
"Where did you get this money..." Vanessa whispered softly into Robert's ear.
That hand restlessly rested on Robert's thigh, as if if Robert's next answer was not what she wanted, he would drop the sword of Damocles and cut off the dragon's head in one fell swoop.
"Ahem..." Robert didn't want to tell the truth. He couldn't say that he got the funds by cheating the gangster boss he happened to meet...
"This is the property my father left to me..." Robert coughed and his voice became deeper.
"In Gotham, although my father is just an ordinary worker, he has always had a good heart to help others..."
When Robert said this, his face twisted unnaturally.
"Okay, I understand." Vanessa didn't want to go into details, but her crossed legs revealed her bad mood at this time.
"I'm afraid we should believe in Mr. Robert's father's good heart..." Seeing this beautiful lady like this, Sharp spoke for Robert.
"I don't think Gotham City can find another guy like Mr. Robert... Such a gentleman would spend 200,000 federal dollars to invest in a lunatic asylum that may go bankrupt tomorrow."
After Sharp opened his handbag, he put some saliva on his thumb and counted the federal coins one by one. The green federal coins were like fluttering butterflies, fluttering a pair of wings in his hands.
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"But having said that, as the second largest shareholder of Arkham Asylum, I would like to ask the two investors, what are your future plans? This has nothing to do with the development of Arkham Asylum. This is just me as a partner.
Necessary understanding of companions." Sharp raised his eyes and glanced at Robert and Vanessa.
Vanessa smoothed her platinum hair, and through the rosiness on her face and the greenness between her eyebrows, Sharp could confirm that she was a young lady between the ages of twenty-five and thirty.
As for Robert's muscular body under a black suit, and his handsome and angular facial features under his black bangs, if it weren't for the youthful delicacy in his eyebrows, Sharp would probably have thought this was him at first glance.
A mature man in his thirties or forties.
In fact, what Robert did was in line with the standards of a mature man, which made Sharp suspicious for a while.
However, since the two of them have no children now, Sharp estimates that Robert's age is around twenty-five years old.
Robert touched his chin: "Our future plans... I want to ask one thing, Mr. Sharp, what do you think of the environment over there in Zhonghai?"
Mainland China?
Sharp frowned: "Although it is close to the battlefield of the Second World War, after nearly a hundred years of recuperation, prosperity and peace have been restored there."
"If you want to go to Zhonghai for a vacation, I recommend you to go to Marianne Island, which is a good tourist destination with a pleasant climate."
"Zhonghai?!" Vanessa shouted in surprise.
"Robert, you want us to go to Zhonghai for vacation after Christmas? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
"Um...this thing needs some time to prepare, and don't I want to give you a surprise?"
After Sharp counted the banknotes and checked everything, he took off his top hat, bowed and bowed to leave. Then he asked: "Mr. Robert, if possible, I think I can order a ferry ticket for you." p>
"Well...Sharp, let's order the ferry ticket to Marianne Island...two...tickets for ten o'clock tomorrow night."
"Very well Robert, tomorrow night, do you want us to spend Christmas night on the cruise ship? This is your surprise for me?!"
Sharp bowed his head and resigned. He was just a middleman who made money from the price difference, and was not a master of solving marital problems.
Leaving the villa in the Garden Community, Sharp tightened his windbreaker. Tomorrow is Christmas...