Heavy rain rages on the shore of the North Sea, and the wind seems to have stopped, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier, which will make all the rain in the next few years fall today.

It is 10:30 am now, but the sky is dark and heavy rain covers the sight. Only the faint sunlight passes through the dark clouds to retain a trace of brightness for the earth. However, this is just the light of fireflies and the bright moon, and it cannot play a role in lighting at all.

In order to welcome the official visit of the Countess and the Duchess, Beihai Manor began preparations early in the morning. The street lights were lit early, the castle was brightly lit, and all the servants' uniforms were changed and they were as new as new. Even Carson changed into a brand new Savile Street handmade housekeeper uniform, and his gray-white sword eyebrows were carefully taken care of, and the tail was more sharp than usual.

Although William, as the Duke, came to the manor for free, he never made a formal visit, so the castle did not treat it with the highest specifications. Today, Carson's arrangements were arranged completely according to the entire process of visiting each other by the nobles in the past. If the weather did not allow it, afternoon garden picnics or hunting activities were one of the necessary procedures, but today they were replaced by the afternoon tea talk activity.

The Rolls-Royce Goust, whom Count Canavin was riding in, drove alone into the road in the Beihai Manor. Two rows of roads in both directions were paved with flat asphalt pavements, and the lit street lights guided the driver's road. Although the visibility was relatively low, the Beihai Manor exuded a low-key luxury everywhere, because the countess and couples found that the artistic sculptures placed alternately with the street lights on both sides of the road were all from the hands of everyone, and some of them could even be seen at auction.

These artworks that should have been carefully preserved in the museum can only be used as decorations on the roadside in Beihai Manor. The silent pretense is the most shocking. Not only Earl Canavin, but many people who come to the castle will subconsciously raise their chests and look up after passing this road to avoid showing their timidity.

The thing Rolls-Royce is most proud of is that the car is quiet enough. Only quiet can create a sense of elegance. The rain is falling outside, but there is no sound in the car. The biggest sound comes from the ticking sound of the center console clock.

Countess Fiona seemed to be in love with the scene. Her blue eyes were filled with sadness. Looking at the blurry rain outside the window, she said quietly, "Hycler was also in such a prosperous scene back then. It was full of vitality everywhere. The rich businessmen now look more like nobles than us real nobles."

Logically speaking, this petty word cannot be said from a countess. However, compared to Fiona, as the current head of the Heiklier Castle, Count Canavin is the one who should be saddled the most. Today, Heiklier not only has no glory of the past, but has to fall into a hotel situation. And his master is even more about to move out of the place where he lived since childhood. It is really a blessing to make people.

At this time, the scenery in front of you changed again. In the dim rain curtain, the brightly lit Beihai Manor main castle came into view, and the car drove onto the stone road from the asphalt road. Outside the castle gate, Yang Cheng and Luo were waiting in full dress. The servant held a large black umbrella for the two, without letting a drop of rain wet the clothes.

Carson also held a large umbrella and took several servants to prepare to welcome the Countess and his wife to get out of the car.

Rolls-Royce elegantly passed a bend, circled around the fountain pool and finally stopped in front of the castle gate, and the rear door was located in front of Carson.

Carson quickly opened the door for the count, and at the same time covered the umbrella in the sky, not caring that his back was instantly soaked by the heavy rain.

First, the earl was introduced, and a maid followed her to hold an umbrella for the countess. When the two got out of the car, they simply sorted out the folds of their clothes. Yang Cheng and Luo Ying stepped forward and smiled calmly, "Welcome your Count and your wife to the Beihai Manor. The castle is full of honor."

The eyes passed over the earl and fell on Fiona. The countess stretched out his hand and drooped his fingers. Yang Cheng naturally bent one knee slightly, gently held his fingertips with his right hand, closed his lips on Fiona's back and kissed a symbolic kiss, completing the kissing process. His good qualities made Fiona feel the same kind of breath, smiling, obviously very satisfied with Yang Cheng's flexing legs, which was a respect for her status.

The kissing gift is only suitable for married women. Luo and Yang Cheng are not married yet, so she doesn't have to take the initiative to reach out to let the old man Canavin take advantage.

Because the heavy rain was still pouring down, other tedious etiquettes were eliminated. When both came indoors, the servants who had prepared had already brought the kitchen to carefully cook hot cocoa drinks for a whole morning.

Carson led the Countess to the living room, and sat down with each other, and then said respectfully, "Your Earl and the Countess, please taste this chocolate drink to get rid of the cold. This hot chocolate comes from three different cocoa in Africa. It is made into chocolate through a special incense process. Then melt the chocolate over low heat and add fresh cream and almas caviar to make it slowly. This is a drink unique to Beihai Manor and cannot be drunk in other places."

Earl Canavin was serious, but he would not refuse. However, Fiona was very excited about this hot chocolate. After taking a sip, she squinted her eyes and recalled the taste, "It's really delicious. The shiny hot chocolate is packed in a crystal cup with a unique shape. It smells rich in fragrance and is extremely sweet when you drink it. The taste is pure and silky. Maybe it's because of the unique incense craft, you won't feel greasy even if you drink it too much. It just drives away the coldness in your body. It's great."

The Countess' evaluation is the best praise for the efforts of the kitchen.

Luo responded in a timely manner, "If the wife likes it, she can send the chef from Heikollier Castle to learn it, and the good things should be shared."

The Countess shook her head gracefully, "Thank you for your kindness. If you have the opportunity to visit Beihai Manor again, you'll taste it then. I guess you won't welcome me, right?"

Yang Cheng knew that Fiona was joking. This was to get closer to the point as soon as possible, so he naturally had to cooperate. "Of course not. Whenever the Countess came, he would receive the highest-level reception of Beihai Manor."

After chatting around the topic of chocolate for a few minutes, Count Canavin changed the topic, "I have thought about it carefully these days and feel that the value of 50 million pounds of Heicollier Castle is still worth."

Yang Cheng said intimately, "So anxious? I really have no money?"

He did not answer the words, neither admitted nor denied, and quietly waited for the following.

"So, after a few days of careful consideration, I hope to invest the Castle of Heicollier for 50 million pounds in the hotel, accounting for 45% of the total share capital. Mr. Yang, you invested 30 million pounds to account for 35% and were responsible for management. His Highness, the Duke, invested 20 million pounds to account for 20%. There is only the right to dividends and no voting rights. The right to vote is left to Mr. Yang. However, I have a small condition, that is, from the investment of 30 million pounds, I hope to withdraw 5 million cash as compensation for my 5% share. Are Mr. Yang still satisfied with this distribution?"

Earl Canavin's distribution method sounds quite like that at first glance. According to his plan, the entire hotel's share capital is worth 100 million pounds. He used the castle, that is, fixed assets, to invest in only 45% of the shares, because he did not need to assume management responsibilities, and for the sake of An Yangcheng's heart, he took the initiative to sell 5% of the shares.

While Yang Cheng invested 30 million pounds, he was able to actually grasp 55% of the voting rights and firmly grasp the hotel's management right. William did not have the right to vote and only enjoy dividends. Doesn't it sound fair?

But for Yang Cheng, this plan is too unrestrained. First of all, this hotel is not worth 100 million pounds. Even if the added value of Shanghai Collier Castle is not worth 100 million pounds. He had expressed his attitude to William before, but he did not expect that Earl Canavin would come to persuade him personally;

Secondly, the actual value of £30 million in cash is much more valuable than a castle with a valuation title but cannot exchange for so much cash;

Finally, what the hell is it to withdraw 5 million pounds? This is not a company financing. If you say one thousand ten thousand, even if Earl Canavin really wants to raise funds, you have to set up a company first, right? What's more, the financing must be recognized by investors, otherwise why should you withdraw 5 million pounds?

Yang Cheng's comments before William were really correct. Earl Canavin was a noble scum who was self-righteous, retained the bad habits of aristocratic people, and was filled with arrogance and prejudice.

Why does he want £5 million? Is it necessary to increase investment when researching the golden mask has reached a critical moment?

Well, I have to say that Eiffel's inference is quite brainwashed. Although Yang Cheng repeatedly thought about it, he felt that forcibly connecting the mask to aliens was a bit unreliable, but just like some square dance songs, you know that this broken song is not very nutritious, but it can echo in your mind. As long as you listen to it once, you will not forget the magical melody.

Yang Cheng did not look disdainful, but said calmly, "To be honest, I am not satisfied with this allocation plan. If this is the bottom line of the Earl, I think we don't need to continue talking about it. It's just a castle hotel, which is just a icing on the cake for my cultural and tourism group. If necessary, I can buy an abandoned castle at a lower or even carrot price to modify it. There is no need to bind the Heikollier Castle.

Don’t tell me about the historical background and significance. Which of the hundreds of castles in the British Isles has no history? As long as I think, I can use the media group to add color to this history, and it’s not even possible to remake a movie called “Downton Abbey” for this.”
Chapter completed!