"You don't have to ask about these things. I will tell you when the time comes."
The eldest prince reined his horse to a stop, turned over and dismounted, stepped on the muddy grass under his feet, turned around and waved to the caddy.
Several caddies came running quickly with golf bags in their arms. One took the reins, another opened the golf bag, and the remaining few inserted the rivets needed for golf balls on the ground, and took out a small white ball with a pitted surface and placed it on the ground. onto the rivets.
"I have already said what I have to say. If you are willing, I will sign an IOU for you. If you are not willing, just pretend that nothing happened."
As he spoke, the eldest prince pulled out a wooden pole, struck a pose, and gestured in front of the rivets. He suddenly bent down and swung the club, and the club drew a graceful arc in the air. There was a ding sound, and the white ball was accompanied by a few drops of splash. The water droplets shot flew high into the sky, and after spinning in the air for a long time, they fell to the open space a hundred meters away.
"nice shot!"
“That shot went really well!”
The nobles who followed applauded. This was not a compliment, but the eldest prince really hit the first shot well. The ball was stable, the shot was powerful, and the landing point was close to the first hole. It was enough to hit such a shot on a rainy day. It can be seen that the eldest prince's skills are very good.
From then on, the eldest prince ignored Ma Wei. He had finished speaking, and the rest depended on Ma Wei's decision.
Ma Wei knew what the eldest prince was borrowing the money for, and like him, he was preparing for the listing next Monday. It was foreseeable that when the London Stock Exchange opened next Monday, what kind of bloody storm would come.
At this point, Ma Wei must make a choice, and he already has a plan in mind.
Compared with 1.5 million gold pounds, it is obviously more important to get close to the eldest prince. Money and equity are just tools. The real purpose is to get close to the eldest prince, infiltrate, turn around and win over the fourth prince, and at the same time inquire about the news about Hilton Mobi's arrival. .
As long as the eldest prince puts this 1.5 million gold pounds into the stock exchange and buys the shares of Manstein Potion Company, the stock price will increase. In this way, it will be equivalent to the stocks held by Ma Wei, the second prince and others becoming more valuable. .
The price is nothing more than some equity.
The equity held by the eldest prince cannot shake the foundation of the Manstein Potion Company. The premise is that the second prince and Ma Wei are of the same mind and neither betrays the other.
In the short term there will be no problem.
At least for now, Ma Wei feels that his alliance with the second prince is unbreakable.
The golf game was proceeding in an orderly manner. Sir Sander ranked first, followed closely by the eldest prince. The other nobles fell behind and gradually separated.
Ma Wei's golf skills were not good. He was not interested in things like golf and had no special training. He slowly reached the last place, with only two caddies and Edward left.
Seeing that no one was around, Ma Wei stopped pretending, threw the club to the caddy, stretched and said, "You guys go back, it's raining too much, go back to the house and rest quickly."
"Sir, aren't you going to play?" The caddy's voice was trembling. He was getting wet in the winter rain, but it was a very dangerous thing. The extreme cold took away the heat in the caddy's body.
"No more fighting, it's boring!"
Ma Wei got on his horse and asked the two caddies to go back, giving them a few shillings tips while he led Edward to catch up with the nobles in front.
Not long after, Hilton Mobile appeared next to the 4th hole in front. Next to him, there were two lagging nobles, competing in the rain to see who could hit the ball into the hole first.
In order to have a private conversation space with Hilton Mobi, Ma Wei glanced at Edward.
Edward nodded slightly and held the Siren's Tear in his arms.
Ding!
Another shot was swung, and Hilton Moby looked expectantly at the white ball rolling towards the hole. This was a close putt, and the accuracy was good. The moment the ball approached the hole, the hole suddenly shifted to the left. A few centimeters, causing the ball to pass the hole and roll into the puddle.
"ah?!"
Hilton Mobilai felt that his eyesight was blurred. The entrance to the cave was clearly in front of him, but why did he suddenly...change his position?
The two nobles who were as backward as him laughed happily, picked up the putter, and winked at Hilton Moby: "Hilton, we are not welcome!"
As he spoke, a nobleman hit the small white ball with gentle force, but the shot was obviously not strong enough. The ball speed was too slow and it was almost impossible to get into the hole. Hilton Mobilai showed a gloating smile on his face, Just when I was about to laugh, I suddenly saw the hole move forward a few minutes, and the ball, which was about to stop rolling, accurately entered the hole...
"There's something wrong with this hole!" Hilton Mobilai stared and said, "There's really something wrong! It's moving!"
As if to verify that there was nothing wrong with his eyes, Hilton Mobile lay down on the ground regardless of his identity, dug his fingers deep into the hole, and stood up after a while with a confused look on his face. No problem was found.
Without a measuring tool, he couldn't measure the distance between the hole and the boundary with his naked eyes....
I really can't see anything wrong with it.
"What's the problem? If there is a problem, how did Sir Sander and His Highness hit the ball in? You must have read it wrong."
The second noble patted Hilton on the shoulder and asked him to get out of the way. Facing the entrance of the cave not far away, he suddenly felt that it was not good to leave Hilton here. He couldn't catch up anyway, so he might as well fight with him for a while. , lest he get bored....
Thinking of this, the second nobleman exerted all his strength and hit the ball hard. There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the white ball flew high and was about to cross the hole and fly into the distance. Suddenly a strong wind blew. Come, wrap the ball around and change its direction, accurately entering the hole.
"...."
"...."
Even the caddy was dumbfounded. This kind of bullshit luck... is really rare.
The second nobleman did not expect that his shot would go into the hole. He was depressed for a long time and then said: "This is life...Hilton, let's take a step first. You play slowly."
After the two nobles left, Hilton Mobile, who did not believe in evil, was about to swing the white ball out of the puddle. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, blocking his hitting path.
"you...."
Hilton looked up at Ma Wei and frowned: "Are you okay?"
"Mr. Hilton, I heard that you are the president of the Nightingale Club?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"This is my application for membership." Ma Wei took out a letter he had written long ago and handed it over.
Membership application?
Hilton Mobile straightened up, took the letter, and after reading it, said: "You are a guest invited by His Highness, but there is no shortcut to joining the club. The rules are the rules. If you want to join the club, you must have letters of recommendation from three members. ....Of course, if His Highness personally allows you to join the membership, a letter of recommendation will naturally not be needed."
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"Does this mean that as long as His Highness refuses my membership, even if I produce a letter of recommendation?"
Hilton smiled and didn't answer.
Rules are rules, but the eldest prince can break them. Ma Wei heard the implication of Hilton Mobi's words.
"Your Highness will agree because I have agreed to his conditions."
"In this case, I will accept the letter first."
Hilton picked up the membership application and found that Ma Wei still didn't move out of the way. He couldn't help but wonder: "Is there anything else?"
Ma Wei looked around and found that there were only a few caddies besides them. He lowered his eyes and said, "I want to ask you about someone."
"Who am I asking about? Baron Rosebery?"
"No, I also learned this name accidentally."
Ma Wei took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Mr. Butler, have you heard of this nickname?"
A trace of panic flashed in Hilton's eyes, and his heart stopped for a moment. Fortunately, the rain covered his facial expression, and he quickly returned to normal, shaking his head and saying, "No, I've never heard of it."
"No way. Even I, a foreigner, have heard of him. How can you know nothing about him?"
"What on earth do you want to say?!" Hilton suddenly became irritable and asked sternly: "If I say I don't know, I just don't know! Get out of the way!"
Pushing Ma Wei away, Hilton ran away and chased the nobleman in front of him on horseback, forgetting to even take the club.
"If you push him like this, will he jump over the wall?" Edward asked.
"I just make him jump over the wall."
Ma Wei narrowed his eyes and stared at Hilton's hastily escaping back: "The ancient god forces and the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny are mortal enemies. Hilton Mobile will definitely not dare to report this matter to the eldest prince Charles. He can only ask for help. 'Mr. Butler', I hope the other party can solve this sudden trouble for me..."
"He should be very scared now. Look, how fast he ran..."
Ma Wei smiled, as if talking to himself:
"Run, run, run as fast as possible. Fear will reveal everything inside. No matter how smart a person is, he will collapse under extreme fear. How many big fish can Hilton Moby lure out with this hare?" ?”
