When you have worked hard to set up a game and are about to harvest it, something unexpected happens.
And if you allow this matter to develop, it is very likely that the game you have set up will be in vain.
What would you do if it were you?
Will you give up?
Obviously not.
So, just as Li Yi expected.
After the secret meeting between the three Yu families, although in the end the three families did not discuss a specific response plan.
But this does not mean that the three companies are doing nothing.
Especially the Foleys.
It's been said before.
The head family of the Fulai family in Yuanxing City is the aristocratic Fulai family from the Western District.
Most of the businessmen who were suspected of being instigated were from the Western District.
To a certain extent, the relationship between this incident and the Fulai family is much greater than that of the other two families.
Moreover, the Fulai family itself relied on trade to make its fortune.
Prior to this, most of the trading activities in Yuanxing City were controlled by the Fulai family.
In this one of the largest cities in the North District, the military is controlled by the Yang family, while the Ouyang family is mainly involved in the field of government affairs and internal affairs. Don't underestimate the government affairs and internal affairs. If it is in peacetime, this is the real power in the Yuanxing city-state. figure.
Of course, now the Yang family, which controls the military, is more powerful.
Fleishman, on the other hand, mainly manages the commercial and trade field.
Due to the distinctive characteristics of Yuanxing City since its establishment, the status of merchants in this city-state is much higher than that of other city-states.
In addition to lower tax rates than other industries, businessmen also have many benefits.
This was a method that the city owner came up with when Yuanxing City was first established to attract more investment.
Such measures made Yuanxing City one of the top free trade states in the Northern District at its peak. Up to 70% of the trade throughput in the entire Northern District was brought by Yuanxing City.
This shows the particularity of this city-state in the North District.
Having said all this, I actually want to emphasize that for a family that has been able to control such a large city-state for hundreds of years, none of the family heads selected from tens of thousands of children are economical.
Even though no results were discussed in the previous secret meeting, George Foley came up with a set of prevention and counterattack methods after returning home.
After finally thinking that the plan was complete, the head of the Fulai family, who was only in his early forties this year, did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he brought a glass of ice-cold red wine, put on his pajamas, and came to the basement.
It was already close to midnight, and heavy snow was already falling outside. It was falling one after another, and soon the entire Yuanxing City was covered in silver.
Of course, George, who was living in the mansion at home, didn't feel anything. The place where he lived was carefully designed to ensure that in the cold winter, even if he walked barefoot on the ground, he would not feel any cold.
But even so, when George came to the basement, he couldn't help but feel a biting chill.
Just as he was debating whether to go back and put on his deerskin slippers, he was startled by the sound coming from the basement.
Not even bothering to change his slippers, as his feet were bare, the head of one of the three Yu family families hurriedly ran down, putting down the wine glass he originally held in his hand, not caring whether he lit a lamp or not.
This is a very inconspicuous basement in the residence of the head of the Fulai family in Yuanxing.
George Foley's residence is so large that there are more than 20 rooms in the basement, and the smallest area is nearly 30 square meters.
The room he entered was the most inconspicuous one among them.
The reason why I say it is inconspicuous is because the upper part of this basement is used to feed livestock.
Don't think that there are no such things as livestock in the mansions of nobles. In fact, this is a symbol used by nobles to show their status.
A family that can raise livestock on its own estate is considered a big family.
This is the biggest feature of Yuanxing City, which has two major characteristics: military defense and trade.
George certainly had his reasons for coming to the basement of his home alone late at night.
"how are you today?"
As soon as they entered the basement, a feeble questioning voice came from the darkness, and you could feel it by listening to the voice.
That should be a patient who is dying soon.
And this is indeed the case.
After hearing the man's question, George immediately bowed and answered cautiously with a respectful look.
"I discussed it with the other two families today, but there was no result. They don't know the origin of the person behind the scenes. After several tests, I can roughly confirm that the person behind the scenes is not from the other two families."
With that said, George recounted all the contents of today's secret meeting, so that the person could not hear clearly. He spoke very slowly, and also interpreted some of the more important contents, trying to make the person understand more clearly. Good understanding.
If outsiders, no, even if the Fulai family saw their head being so respectful to others, they would never believe it.
You must know that even though they started off by commerce and trade, the Fulai family is still considered a noble. Since they are nobles, they naturally have unique pride.
Logically speaking, this kind of groveling and almost fawning attitude would not appear in George.
Unless the other party is also a noble, and a member of the noble class whose status is much higher than that of the Fulai family.
But here comes the problem.
If this is the case, then how did this person end up living in the basement of the Foley family?
George continued to talk, the man said nothing, and coughs could be heard from time to time in the dark basement.
But George had no intention of interrupting the inquiry, and it was not until he finished telling the whole story that the man finally spoke.
But what he said had nothing to do with what George had just said.
"Is there anything to eat? Bring me something to eat. Also, I want wine, which is red wine chilled in the cellar at home. I smelled it just now. Give it to me quickly!"
Hearing this, George smiled.
The waist that he had just bent straightened unconsciously. He did not respond to the man in the dark, but slowly lit the oil lamp in the basement. After illuminating the scene in front of him, George nodded with satisfaction and looked for He sat down in a clean place and looked at the skinny man lying in the haystack.
A trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and the respect he had just pretended completely disappeared, as if everything just now was just for show.
But in the basement, apart from him, there was only the sick man huddled in the haystack. Who was he doing it for?
"My dear grandfather, I know very well what you like to eat and drink. In fact, I have prepared everything you want before this, but there are preconditions for this."
Having said this, George stood up slowly, took elegant steps, and walked back and forth in front of the sick man he called "grandfather." What can be seen is that with every step he took, the other person's expression changed. Feeling a little depressed, after he walked back and forth several times, his extremely pale face under the light of the oil lamp had already bowed his head deeply.
The other party no longer had any extra energy to waste words with him.
"Whatever you want to know, just tell me, but if you don't give me food, I'd rather die."
"hehe."
George smiled like an elegant gentleman. He was so polite and elegant.
"It's a pity, my dear grandfather, if you can really do it, why are you hiding here, why are you like this, a human, a ghost, unable to do anything except that little desire?"
The sick man seemed to be irritated and tried his best to stand up.
At this moment, his strength was so frightening that he jumped up suddenly, staring at his "dear grandson" with his pair of green ghost-like eyes, his hands were in the shape of claws, as if he wanted to pounce. past.
But in the end, he just straightened the thick chains that bound his arms, and could do nothing.
Seeing this scene, George smiled contemptuously.
"Don't forget, this is what you asked for in the first place."
"Everything I did was ordered by you yourself!"
"damn it!"
