An expensive Mansgar Max car parked lightly in front of a villa with a green lawn.
Although it is winter, if you hire an expensive night elf gardener, you can keep your garden full of spring in the middle of winter - of course, the price cannot be described as expensive.
Under normal circumstances, no one is willing to spend a lot of money in such a boring place. People who do this are either pretending, or they are really rich.
The waiter in expensive clothing walked in front of the parked Mingshi car, stretched out his white-gloved hand, and opened the Mingshi car's thick, bulletproof-looking door.
A beautiful leg first stuck out of the car, and then a round butt that looked full of elasticity. The woman who exuded a voluptuous aura got out of the car first, and then a middle-aged man wearing a white undershirt got out of the car.
He grabbed a handful of the woman's butt, and she hung it on the man's arm charmingly, and followed him towards the magnificent villa.
The wealthy people in the Eilanhir Empire have become popular in living in villas. That kind of castle that looks very luxurious is not very popular now.
After all, being able to buy a villa on the outskirts of Seris City is already a sign of being very, very wealthy - living in a castle is not something you can do just by having money.
This is just like owning a courtyard house in the imperial capital. It requires inheritance, status, and super wealth...
In the entire empire, the first one with a large courtyard in Seris City is the royal family. To put it bluntly, the entire royal palace is a castle, and it is a castle that covers an exaggerated area.
Only the emperor can live in a castle in the city center. This is an unwritten rule of the Eilanhir Empire.
Those who can live in castles around Seris City are already rich and noble, and their status is often as high as the sky: Desel has a castle for his own use, and Waggron also has one, but as an imperial marshal, he does not
Just go back to your castle often.
Most of the other famous officials only have one decent villa. Some are in the city, such as the villa of Mr. Gurlo, and some are in the suburbs of the city, such as Deans' villa, Strider's villa, etc.
wait.
According to unwritten regulations, only senior officials at the imperial district and ministerial level are eligible to own villas with more than five floors. The empire has no mandatory requirements, but everyone is relatively restrained and low-key, and no one is willing to break this invisible rule.
That’s all.
The villa in front of you is a luxurious villa with only four floors, which also shows the identity of the owner of the villa. He must have a very high status within the empire, but he is not the kind of favorite who can always be with the emperor.
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The middle-aged man walked to the first floor of the villa, whispered a few instructions into the ear of the enchanting beauty next to him, and then walked into the elevator alone.
The room was as warm as spring, and it matched the dress of a woman. The originally extremely charming beauty didn't even dare to find a place to sit, and just stood respectfully by the sofa, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher.
She knows her identity, and everyone who can enter here will not treat her as a person - she is just a plaything, and she must abide by this rule. If she violates this rule, she will be abandoned tomorrow.
It's like worn out shoes.
The man walked to the second floor and happened to see an old man sitting at the head of the sofa in the living room. There were two old men of the same age beside him, drinking tea with him.
The atmosphere seemed quite lively. When the old man at the head saw the middle-aged man, a smile appeared on his face and he waved to him: "You're here? If you're here, then come over. I'll drink tea at the expense of the old man!"
Ever since Seris defeated the dragon knights of the Holy Demon Empire in the battle of Dragonfall City, bitter tea has been spreading along with the cannons and Mauser rifles of the Elanthir Empire.
Every noble is proud to drink tea. Some really support Seris and believe that mortals should rise; some are just arty and regard drinking tea as a fashion.
In short, tea became very popular, and later everyone developed a variety of teas, some called black tea, some called dark tea... The emperor even named two kinds of tea himself, one was called Song tea, and the other was called black tea.
The species is called Mingcha.
Nowadays, the nobles of the empire regard Ming tea as their top priority. This kind of tea is only produced in a few mountains in the Alant Empire. The output is rare and the taste is sweet. It is the variety that His Majesty the Emperor prefers.
There is no way around it. In the Airanhill Empire, what the emperor likes is absolutely good stuff. If anyone can get a little bit of it, he can be associated with elegance and nobility.
As for Song tea, it was the tea that the emperor liked two years ago. Now its cultivation has been expanded and it is produced in many places.
Of course, good quality and old tea are still very expensive. Most people can't afford it, and most people still only drink bitter tea, dark tea, and black tea.
In the tea bureau in front of you, you can tell by looking at the tea sets and smelling the aroma that the specifications are quite high. It is Song tea that is at least five years old and the price is definitely not cheap!
When the middle-aged man saw the old man waving, he quickly bowed and said with a smile on his face: "Old man, Robert is here to send you my regards!"
"You kid!" The old man nodded twice, pointed to the empty sofa beside him with a smile, and motioned for the other party to sit down.
Then he actually stretched out his hand, picked up the tea set, and poured a cup of hot tea for Robert: "It's still very cold outside, drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up! Let's talk again!"
"Oh!" Robert agreed, and then held up the teacup. He could feel the temperature of the tea inside through the teacup, but without any pause, he poured the scalding tea down his throat in one gulp.
The pain extended from his mouth to his stomach. To be honest, Robert didn't even drink the tea as to whether it tasted good or not - only God knew whether the old man's tea skills were advanced or not.
The old man was completely unaware that his casual politeness had caused "internal injuries" to others. Still with a smile on his face, he continued to say to the old man beside him: "Tomorrow morning, I will sell the stocks in the shipping industry... and buy aerospace stocks.
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"It's up to you." The old man was unambiguous and agreed directly, as if this billion-dollar stock transaction was just a trivial matter.
Seeing the other party nodding in agreement, the leading old man said no more. He had been in a high position for a long time and was not a talkative person. He turned to look at the other old man and ordered: "The country will expand by ten more
As for the energy base and its address, as I said just now, you can choose a few places and do some planning in advance. How many you can capture depends on your luck."
"Understood!" The old man nodded slightly, already thinking about it.