I went straight to Blood Castle to catch the jet lag and prepare for the next treasure hunt.
This time Zhang Jing and Candela are looking for a sunken ship.
A ferry that ran between Dublin and Liverpool 50 years ago across the Sea of Cafe.
At that time, there was a nobleman named South Perfit on the ship, who was wearing a priceless gem necklace.
For unknown reasons, the people and the boat disappeared into the sea.
At six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Bei and Jonathan Rice were waiting at the entrance of Blood Castle.
Jonathan Rice is Zhang Bei's godfather. He is 45 years old, has a strong body, a medium build, and looks smart and strong.
Zhang Jing stepped forward and hugged Zhang Bei, whose black hair was tied behind his back.
"Brother," Zhang Bei greeted and asked, "Is the journey going well?"
"It went well, but it was too tiring to fly."
While speaking, Zhang Jing looked at Jonathan Rice and extended his hand to him: "Mr. Rice, the inheritance case is the result I want. Thank you and lawyer Diane Reno for your efforts."
"You're welcome," Jonathan Rice shook hands with Zhang Jing casually, "I don't work for you."
Zhang Jing smiled, Jonathan Rice was too obsessed and couldn't accept reality yet.
"Mr. Rice," Zhang Jing reminded, "I respect your loyalty to Zhang Bei, but you cannot ignore right and wrong."
"Montes Bey," Jonathan Rice immediately corrected Zhang Jing, "Don't call her Zhang Bei."
Zhang Jing reached out and took Zhang Bei into his arms, "You can't change anything."
"Brother, Mr. Rice," Zhang Bei persuaded in the middle, "Don't argue, we are a family."
"I need you to go into politics," Zhang Jing asked Jonathan Rice, "and work hard for the Montes family to go further in the future."
"No," Jonathan Rice refused bluntly, "The Montes family has already trained members and followers, and they only remain loyal to Montes Bay."
At this time, the sun had set. Zhang Jing stood at the entrance of the Blood Castle and thought deeply. It would save a lot of trouble if this was the case.
Originally, Zhang Jing wanted to run the Montes family well and turn it into a base camp.
Looking at it now, it's better to hand over control to Zhang Bei and let him just be a treasure hunter.
After dinner, Zhang Jing called Zhang Bei into the room.
"10%," Zhang Jing went straight to the point, "You will get 10% of the Montes family's share and management rights."
"Brother," Zhang Bei refused, "I don't want it, you first pay a small target inheritance tax of 25 euros, and then return 2.5 billion euros to Parangi for me;
The total assets of the Montes family are only a small target of 70 euros;
What's more, you just bought another 60,000 acres of land from Parangi's inheritance. "
Zhang Jing nodded and acknowledged that in fact, there is more than just this. There is also a Leopard beer industry on Kefei Island.
It includes two 20,000-acre wheat fields, a freight terminal, and a newly built brewery.
"Mr. Rice is right," Zhang Jing stood in front of the window in the room and chatted with his back to Zhang Bei. "There is no need to waste resources to retrain members and followers to make them loyal to you."
"However," Zhang Jing turned around and looked at the girl with black hair and Western face again, "Jia Qi will definitely put forward a lot of additional conditions, and you won't have it so easy."
Zhang Bei did not feel sad because of Zhang Jing's harsh words. Instead, she stepped forward and hugged the person who saved her life. She was unable to speak for a long time.
Finally, when Zhang Bei left.
Candela, who had been guarding the bedroom door, walked in before the door was closed.
"This bedroom is so big!" Candela crossed her arms, pushed her chest up even more, and curiously looked at the master bedroom space. "The environment is also good, I really want to experience it for one night."
"go out."
Candela: "..."
At the exit of the foyer downstairs, in the long corridor, Zhang Bei met Godfather Jonathan Rice.
"Godfather," Zhang Bei asked understandingly, "you didn't eat much for dinner. Why?"
"I don't like Zhang Jing. He took away the Montes family that belongs to you."
Zhang Bei asked Rice, "Don't we have a reason ourselves?"
"Bay," Les advised, "we can't put ourselves in someone else's shoes, otherwise we won't get anything done."
"I really love my brother," Zhang Bei reminded, "If you keep targeting him like this, I can only let you leave."
"I..."
If another boss said this, Les would turn around and leave, but he was his godfather, the only person Montes Bay could rely on and trust unconditionally besides his parents.
The responsibilities on our shoulders are too heavy to let go.
"Just now," Zhang Bei continued, "my brother promised to give me 10% of the Montes family's share, as well as management rights."
"!!!"
"Really?" Jonathan Rice asked in an excited tone.
"Really, there are just some strings attached."
Jonathan Rice was surprised. It can be seen from Zhang Jing paying off Bei's debt that Zhang Jing is actually very good.
Otherwise, he would not cooperate with the lawyer to help Zhang Jing fight for Palancey's inheritance.
However, he never expected that Zhang Jing would not only give 10% of the shares, but also return the management rights.
Management rights are too important, which means Montes Bay regains control of the Munster family.
Equity is not that important.
If you have a bad conscience, you will set a high salary for yourself and your family, use company planes and cars to travel, and use company money to pay travel bills.
Also, never pay dividends, if you have too much money, keep investing.
In an ideal world, Zhang Jing would never get a dime.
"By the way," Jonathan Rice reacted and asked, "What are the additional conditions?"
"Brother asked me to contact Miss Ding, and she is bound by the contract."
Jonathan Rice felt that after the medicine was finished, Zhang Jing looked deceptive, but his wife seemed to be very shrewd.
as expected.
Six hours later, at 8 a.m. Eastern Hemisphere time, Montesby and Jonathan Rice received all the additional conditions from Ding Jiaqi.
First, all investments must be made under the umbrella of the Montes family business.
They are not allowed to appear in companies a, b, or c, only a1, a2, a3, etc.
Family members are not allowed to go out and open independent branches, only a1, a2, a3, a4, a5, etc.
Secondly, financial data is uploaded every quarter and dividends are distributed every three years.
The consequences of financial fraud are serious, with more than 500 subdivided clauses.
Finally, the sale, lease, or exchange of equity requires shareholder approval.
After reading all these conditions, the smart Jonathan Rice understood at a glance that this was Montes Pétain's mistake.
Financial data comes once a quarter, and for many people, a lot can be learned through their bills.
For example, you can find clues about procurement, wages, operations, taxes, and whether there are rebates.
At least there won’t be a chair that costs 1,000 euros.
The most ridiculous thing is that there is a bonus every three years.
It is obviously to force operators to invest more and expand their operations, like cattle, working non-stop day after day.
Or simply lie flat and only collect land rent, so that in the end most of the cash flow belongs to Zhang Jing personally.
It is better to run than to lie down. At least you can exchange money for technology, industry, followers, social status, influence, etc.
In short, these additional conditions are all slashing at the body.
