Chapter 132: If you have no money, what does it matter if you are a noble? "It must be whiskey. I heard that the Queen gave your father a few bottles of the Royal Collection as a reward?" "Every time I asked you to take it out, you were reluctant to do so. Now that Lin is here, you should be generous for once, right?" "Lin, believe me, choosing whiskey will not disappoint you." Barry said impatiently with shining eyes. Although the Brandon family is now in decline, their ancestors were once wealthy, so they still have a lot of good things. "Then I'll believe you and choose whiskey." Lin Zehao shrugged and said with a smile. He was also somewhat curious about the so-called reward from the Queen. "You are such a jerk. You always want my wine. If you come here by yourself, I will never let you succeed." "However, this time, for Lin's sake, I'll give you a bargain." Tony teased Barry a few words and signaled to the butler beside him with his eyes. This old butler has worked in the Brandon family for more than fifty years. He has been the butler since Tony's father's generation.
Therefore, you can immediately understand the master's thoughts with just one glance. Soon, the butler came in with two servants, holding a bottle of unbranded whiskey with only an emblem representing the royal family printed on it. In order to show respect to the guests, the butler poured wine for Lin Zehao first, followed by Tony and Barry. When it was Luo Tianhong's turn, he shook his head slightly to express his gratitude. Luo Tianhong never drinks in such occasions. After all, he is responsible for the safety of his boss and cannot be careless in the slightest. You must stay awake at all times. Otherwise, if anything unexpected happens, Luo Tianhong will be the sinner, and the sinner of the entire He Shenghe! The butler immediately understood, bowed slightly to everyone, and turned away with the servants. After taking a few sips of wine, Barry, who finally got what he wanted, was full of praise. Lin Zehao, on the other hand, didn't find anything special about the drink. If it weren't for the title bestowed by the Queen, he even felt that it wasn't as delicious as the Macallan in the hotel. Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heated, Barry was the first to introduce the topic and said, "Tony, this is what it is. If you can help us get a place in the pilot program, we can all get rich together." "The entire investment operation and decision-making are all funded by Lin Lai. We only need to escort this big ship and provide help in terms of connections." "In other words, as long as this thing is done, we can make money without doing anything." On the way here, Barry discussed some countermeasures with Lin Zehao and decided to use interests as the basis for the solution. "I know about this matter. There is indeed a precedent in the United States. The Senate has discussed it before, but it was rejected." "However, if it is a trial operation in Bristol, it should not be too difficult. After all, we are a metropolitan county. As long as the prison committee nods and the city council approves it, it should be almost done." "But the reputation of running a prison is really not good. I'm afraid that other families will laugh at me." Tony was somewhat tempted, but his words were full of hesitation, as if he was looking back and forth. He must have fully supported the idea of making money in pounds, otherwise this meeting would not have taken place.
Since his father passed away, Tony has become the head of the Brandon family, and his life has been getting worse and worse. He had no business sense and was even less capable of politics. He relied on his position in the House of Lords every month, plus the salary he received from his title of Marquis, which was not enough to support his extravagant lifestyle. These years, he has been living by selling his belongings. The house he lived in before was much more luxurious than the one he lives in now. However, the common problem of the British nobility once again put Tony into a dilemma. He wanted to make money in pounds, but he didn't want a bad reputation. In simple terms, she wanted to be a whore and a saint at the same time. Seeing this, Barry wanted to persuade her again, but when he saw Lin Zehao's eyes signaling him, he immediately shut up and started drinking. "Marquis Tony, I heard that your ancestors were nobles with fiefdoms. I wonder where your fiefdom is?" Lin Zehao put down his wine glass and asked with pretended curiosity. Nowadays, nobles without fiefdoms are worthless. As for the so-called House of Lords, it sounds very powerful, but in fact the power is very limited. There are almost a thousand seats for hereditary nobles, which are worthless. Moreover, this position does not come with a salary. There is only a relevant allowance when attending events and parliament, which is probably about one or two hundred pounds a day. John Bull's House of Commons is the real center of power. Since 1902, every prime minister of the British Empire has come from the House of Commons. Hearing this, Tony's face turned a little ugly, and he smiled awkwardly, saying, "I am a humble man. I was young and ignorant, and was deceived by a villain, so I sold the fiefdom of my ancestors." "My biggest dream now is to buy back the land of my ancestors and make up for the mistakes I made before." "If I can get my fief back, I would be willing to die immediately..." As he spoke, tears welled up in the corners of Tony's eyes and his voice was choked. "In my opinion, although this matter is somewhat difficult, it is not life-and-death. If things go well, you can realize this dream in a few years." "If one day, you control the entire John Bull and nearly half of the private prisons, then even the queen will have to use honorifics when speaking to you!" "In today's society, even the royal family needs money to look good. The queen's dogs cost her far more in a day than an ordinary person spends in a month!" Lin Zehao lit a cigarette and looked at Tony with his sharp eyes. His magnetic voice was very contagious. He knew that Tony was flattering himself, but he didn't expose it. Being young and ignorant is just an excuse for being a spendthrift and incompetent. "If you have no money, what good does it matter even if you have a noble title?" "What duke or marquis? Don't you have to pay for food?" "If it weren't for your deep friendship with Barry, I could have found another partner. After all, I have money and connections, so it doesn't matter who I work with." At this moment, listening to Lin Zehao's words, Tony was extremely conflicted. He lowered his head, subconsciously grabbing his hair with both hands, and a struggle began in his mind. Seeing this, Lin Zehao drank the whiskey in the glass, picked up the napkin beside him, wiped his mouth gracefully, stood up, and said, "Since you are not interested, I will leave first." "As a friend, I sincerely hope that you can realize your dream as soon as possible and take back your ancestral fiefdom."
Barry on the side also stood up quickly and said, "Tony, I originally wanted to help you get rich, but since you are not interested, we can talk about it again when we have the chance." "If I earn enough pounds in the future, I will definitely help you realize your wish." As an old fox, Barry certainly knew how to cooperate at this time and immediately began to add fuel to the fire. Luo Tianhong on the side didn't say anything either. He just did whatever his boss said. He doesn't need to worry about the rest. Just as Lin Zehao walked to the door, Tony finally raised his head, his eyes showing his desire for pounds, and said firmly: "Okay! I'll do it!" Hearing this, Lin Zehao smiled and turned back to his seat. Everything was within his expectations. (End of this chapter)