Zhang Jing didn’t know that Penelope and Ortiz had arrived at the Blood Castle.
Someone will pick you up when you land.
He is 45 years old, physically strong, of medium height, and of medium build. Montes Bey’s godfather is Jonathan Rice.
Zhang Jing notified the other party in advance to meet.
"Long time no see," Zhang Jing Zilaishu stepped forward and hugged him, "How have you been doing since you quit your job as the housekeeper of the Blood Castle?"
Jonathan Rice is not as enthusiastic as Zhang Jing.
Although there is no evidence, he firmly believes that it was Zhang Jing who quietly found Bei behind the scenes, turned the fake death into real death, and took away the biggest fruit.
With a firm idea in his mind, Jonathan Rice said with a cold expression: "Very good. Is there anything wrong with you calling me here?"
"Yes," Zhang Jing didn't care about Jonathan Rice's stiff attitude, different butts, and different ideas. It's normal, "I want to see Paranghi, please help me introduce him."
Jonathan Rice looked at Zhang Jing in confusion and asked uncertainly: "Now?"
"Right now," Zhang Jing said calmly, "He is several years old and will most likely not be able to sleep at night. Let's go have a drink with him."
Jonathan Rice did not comment and made a call on the spot.
The 94-year-old Parangi is of Indian origin and a non-Island citizen. He owns large-scale construction companies in India and the Thousand Islands and is a multinational rich man.
Because of his age, Parangi lives mostly in Dublin.
Hearing that Zhang Jing was coming to visit at eleven in the evening, Lao Pa felt that there was something wrong with this man, but he did not refuse.
He is the third largest landlord, and Zhang Jing is the fourth largest landlord. Landlords cherish landlords, so it doesn't hurt to meet them once.
What's more, although Montes Bay is dead.
But he still owes him a small target of 25 euros. Zhang Jing is the heir, so this account must be carefully mentioned.
Godfather Jonathan Rice drove for half an hour northeast of Dublin and came to a luxurious manor that was unremarkable on the outside, spacious on the inside, with neatly planted vegetation, and numerous sculptures and fountains.
Get out of the car and look at the surrounding environment. There is no hidden gunman within 21 meters.
"Please," the old man who looked like a butler bowed slightly and extended his hand to invite, "Mr. Parangi is already waiting."
Following the housekeeper, Zhang Jing and Jonathan Rice came to a small living room in the backyard of the manor.
In the middle of the living room is a large olive-shaped coffee table, surrounded by a circle of brown C-shaped sofas.
The 94-year-old Parangi is sitting on a wheelbarrow. Although he is very old, he looks in good condition.
"Good evening," Zhang Jingsheniu stepped forward and bent down to hug Parangi, "You look good."
Parangi looked dumbfounded, are we familiar?
He didn't like Zhang Jing in his heart, but he still wanted to maintain peace on the surface. Parangji slowly said, "Please sit down, how about a glass of wine?"
"Of course, please give me a glass of sparkling wine," Zhang Jing walked to the sofa opposite the coffee table and sat down. He looked at Godfather Jonathan Rice and asked, "Mr. Rice, what do you want?"
Godfather Jonathan Rice didn't expect Zhang Jing to mention him, so he responded in a second: "Whiskey."
The waiter waiting next to him poured a glass of low-alcohol sparkling wine for Zhang Jing and a glass of 40-degree whiskey for Jonathan Rice.
Zhang Jing pretended to take a sip, seemingly pouring it into his mouth, but actually sent it into the mithril space.
Jonathan Rice really drinks and is not afraid of being poisoned.
"What does Mr. Zhang want from me?" Parangi asked slowly, "We have never met before, so I can't figure it out."
"Just because we haven't met each other doesn't mean we haven't communicated with each other," Zhang Jing said with a relaxed smile, "Mr. Paranghi, I admire you very much. I heard that you are the third largest landowner. I want to buy three yacht marinas from you, two A piece of land with an area of not less than 20,000 acres.”
"..."
Parangi has a dark expression. Who will sell the land until the end of the road?
After two seconds of reaction, Parangi's expression changed from dark to solid. If Zhang Jing wasn't stupid, he must have grabbed his life gate.
Not to mention rich people, even ordinary people would not say such mindless things.
Godfather Jonathan Rice didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so fierce and "bad" when he came up.
Not knowing how deep Zhang Jing was, Parangji was frightened and asked tentatively, "Why two pieces of land?"
"I didn't make it clear just now," Zhang Jing introduced again, "I want to buy two pieces of land for planting barley and wheat, which you happen to have."
Parangi's expression darkened.
Kefei Island has developed agriculture. Three-quarters of the country's land is grassland and pasture. The farms and pastures are large-scale, with abundant water and beautiful grass, and they raise a lot of cattle, pigs and sheep.
There is farmland, but not much.
It happened that he had two good-sized pieces of land for crop cultivation in his name in Parangi.
Things are rare and valuable, and what Zhang Jing likes is what he has the most in mind.
As for the three marinas, no need to guess, Zhang Jing definitely only wants the best ones, he is simply inhuman.
Thinking of this, Parangji, whose wrinkles on his face could kill a mosquito, asked Zhang Jing with a sarcastic expression: "Where do you get your confidence?"
"Ahem," Zhang Jingqing coughed, "Mr. Parangi, someone told me that your vital functions were exhausted last week. Is it true?"
Parangi: "..."
"Look," Zhang Jing said, "you have to take medicine every week. This week's medicine hasn't been delivered yet, right?"
Parangi: "..."
Jonathan Rice was stunned beside him. He didn't expect that Zhang Jing could really control Parangi. Is it related to drugs?
"I don't believe you can control my access to medicine," Parangi said with a ferocious expression. "Even if you can, returning to the embrace of God as soon as possible is what I long for."
"Don't pretend," Zhang Da ruthlessly exposed the old man, "You believe in the Monkey God, and you have nothing to do with God."
"That doesn't matter," Parangi said sternly, "I have lived to be 94 years old and am living a life of luxury and wealth. This life is worth it!"
"Arrogance is not a skill," Zhang Jing lowered the dimension and asked, "Just tell me directly, what is the minimum price you are willing to accept."
"I have three yacht marinas on the west coast, you can pick any one," Parangi seemed to have a tough attitude, but actually softened: "Don't even think about the others!"
Zhang Jing smiled and said he didn't want it, so he just let it go. He looked angry on the outside.
However, the life-sustaining medicine is obviously not worth two wheat fields in exchange.
"Small target of 25 euros," Zhang Jing revealed the reserve price, "Buy your two wheat fields + Dungarvan Freight Terminal."
"Huh?" Parangi looked at Zhang Jing, "What do you mean?"
Godfather Jonathan Rice also looked at Zhang Jing.
If it is just two pieces of land + a remote small cargo terminal, a small goal of 25 euros is far less needed.
Especially in a small place like Kefei Island, surrounded by the sea, many docks are worthless, while the land is relatively valuable.
"The life-sustaining medicine is traded normally," Zhang Jing said, explaining the purpose of his midnight visit. "The money is for me to repay Montes Bey's debt;
The three properties are the compensation you gave me. If you do something wrong, you will always have to pay the price. "
Parangi looked at Jonathan Rice, and Jonathan Rice looked at Parangi at the same time. Neither of them expected Zhang Jing to do this.
"Why?" Parangi asked in confusion, "Why are you willing to pay off a dead man's debt?"
"The Montes family is great, and its reputation cannot be tarnished," Zhang Jing looked excited, but actually started to talk nonsense, "No matter what Montes Bay has done, I am willing to bear this debt!"
Parangi took a deep look at Zhang Jing. He really didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so responsible and responsible.
In this materialistic society where money is paramount, there are not many people who have a sense of honor.
Yes, Parangi, who has a dark heart, believes that Zhang Jing is a noble person and a person who does things cheerfully.
Zhang Jing didn't know what Parangi was thinking. He actually just wanted to get rid of the shit as soon as possible. There was still good things waiting for him in the Blood Castle.
Some people died, but not completely...
