Chapter 437 Responses from all sides
Said to find a place to sit, Nan Yi didn't find a place outside, but went directly to Boleyn Castle.
Catherine was not there. She was both the boss of Bolling Holdings and the chairman of the Chelsea club. Even if she was just showing off, she had to work in the office.
What's more, she is not willing to just be a mascot, what she wants to be is a domineering female president.
To be a domineering female president, you need to give and give up some things, and it's not the kind of female president on TV, who wears expensive clothes, carries an expensive bag, and walks a few seemingly domineering catwalks. Subordinates fall in love, but the company has been able to develop healthily.
"Your Mightiness."
As soon as Nanyi entered the castle, the butler Matthew came up to him and said politely.
"Matthew, please ask Anna to make me a sausage with mashed potatoes, and another corn and chicken soup, in two."
"Yes, sir."
Matthew responded and went to tell Anna.
About twenty minutes later, Anna came over with a tray, but Matthew didn't follow.
"Anna, where's Matthew?"
"There is something going on in the yard. Butler Matthew has gone to the yard." Anna put the tray of dishes on the table and replied.
"Oh, how is the family?" Nan Yi took the bowl and asked seemingly unintentionally.
"Mr. Adam, everything is fine. Hans no longer drinks too much, and he is very happy at work. On weekends, he will take his children to the amusement park and picnic in the suburbs." Anna said with a smile.
"That's good. If there is anything, you know who to contact, call him, and he will try his best to help you."
"Thank you, Mr. Adam."
"It's okay, it's what I should do." After Nanyi finished speaking, he picked up the spoon on the dining bowl, scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and stuffed it into his mouth.
Anna bowed and left with the tray.
"President, should we call in a cook? The food in London is terrible." Uedo Masami took a bite of mashed potatoes and complained, "Anna's food is not bad, but it's still not good compared to Japanese food. , to eat some natto at night to comfort my stomach."
"You can find a cook yourself, and I will pay for it."
"Forget it, it's too difficult to find a good cook who is trustworthy." Uedo Masami said pointedly.
Nanyi could hear the taste in Uedo Masami's words, she was pointing at Anna.
"It always takes a process for people to go from being unfamiliar to trusting each other. We have known each other in the infancy, otherwise you will inevitably have to go through this process."
"It's my honor. Over the years, following the chairman step by step, I have gained a lot and lived a fulfilling life."
"It's good to have a fulfilling life." Nanyi finished the last mouthful of mashed potatoes, pushed the bowl aside, moved the soup bowl in front of him, and drank the chicken soup.
beep beep...
Masami Uedo picked up the phone and put it down in a few seconds, "President, the school belle called, and the matter has been settled."
"Got it, I'll go back tomorrow and live here today."
"President, that Ralph, you want him in our car?"
"As long as he's not an idiot, give him a ticket. Catherine needs an ally like Afari and a helper like Ralph."
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"Master, I have already asked my acquaintances in the London Police Station. According to them, fifteen drug dealers fled to Downton Abbey early this morning, where they were all shot dead by the police."
In the Wu family, Ah Da is reporting to Wu Jingyuan.
In the early morning, everything is silent, and the distance between Downton Abbey and Wu's house is almost a wilderness. This is a favorable environment for sound transmission. Experienced people can clearly hear the gunshots even a kilometer away, just from which direction it comes from. It is not easy to distinguish.
"Are you sure it's a drug dealer?"
"uncertain."
There were no outsiders around, so Wu Jingyuan didn't need to pretend. He sat there with his left hand shaking very badly.
"Master, are you okay?"
Seeing Wu Jingyuan's appearance, Ah Da asked worriedly.
Wu Jingyuan held his left hand with his right hand and rubbed it, "It's okay. I know my body. In the short term, there will be no problems. If it's really a drug dealer who happens to go to Nanyi and nothing happens, I'm worried. These people are Zhenkai. Sent. Ah Da, check to see if Zhen Kai did it."
"Master, it can't be the third young master. He has no grievances with Nanyi, so why would he send someone to deal with Nanyi?"
"Go and investigate." Wu Jingyuan ordered directly without explaining.
"Yes, sir."
Since his master asked, Ah Da didn't say anything more.
He was about to do it, but Wu Jingyuan stopped him again, squinted his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "Ada, if Zhenkai really did this, then collect the evidence and take his ass off." Wipe it clean."
"yes."
Wu Zhenkai is Wu Jingyuan's grandson no matter how bad he is. He can beat him up at will, but he won't want to see others come to clean up his grandson.
It was still the secret stronghold, Wu Zhenkai had vented his anger just now, Wu Guotao stood there trembling, he was the one who came up with the idea of attacking Nanyi, the matter did not turn out well, he was really afraid that Wu Zhenkai would take his anger out on him.
But fortunately, Wu Zhenkai hasn't completely lost his mind yet, knowing that things didn't get a good result, Wu Guotao can't be blamed, it's a non-war crime. After all, he didn't expect "Song Zihao"'s bodyguards to be so powerful. All fifteen of them were killed without any casualties.
"What does Ralph say, will it implicate me?"
"He said no, he has already done the aftermath work, but..." Wu Guotao stammered.
"But what?"
"He said that this time things are very troublesome, let us send him 100,000 pounds."
"Bastard, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger." Wu Zhenkai grabbed the pens scattered on the table, pressed his thumb on the body of the pen, and broke it with a click, "Give it to him, send it to him, and use this money to feed the dogs. This matter is done, you can rest for a while."
"Will the Japanese continue to chase them?"
"Chase, keep chasing, I must know the exact answer."
"yes."
"President, shouldn't it be time for Wu Zhenkai to know who I am?" Masami Uedo asked.
"A few more days, Wu Zaisheng hasn't clearly offered me an olive branch yet." Nan Yi finished his last sip of soup, wiped his mouth and said, "After I'm recruited, most of them will arrange for me to go to Jardine Bank. It’s just a good time to understand its reality, and it’s also convenient to take over in the future.”
"President, you don't have banking experience, are you sure Wu Zaisheng will arrange you into Jardine Bank?"
"The Wu family's property includes the real estate on Juruck Street, shares in Husky and several other companies, the Jardine Bank, a few restaurants, and the rest are fragments, except where else can the bank arrange for me. "
Except for Husky's shares, the Wu family holds shares in some large companies in Eagle Country. Although the amount is not too much, with these shares, they will put their feet in it. More convenient.
In addition, there is Jardine Bank. Although this bank does not have a wide range of businesses and only deals with Chinese business, it is still a bank that has established a firm foothold in London. This is comparable to the hard work of the Southland Bank in the future to open a London branch. Much easier.
"That's true. If the president is placed elsewhere, it will be overqualified."
"Don't flatter me. If the Wu family's affairs want to be settled, there is still a lot of work to be done. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard."
It is easy to take revenge, but it is not easy to seize the property of the Wu family. Although Nanyi already has a perfect method, it is very difficult to implement it. One link is linked to the other, no matter which link is wrong, it cannot be achieved. Leave future troubles.
If it is not done well, this "seizure of property" will become a merger in the future, and simple problems will become complicated.
Thinking about the problem, Nan Yi subconsciously picked up the pen and turned it again. The ink could easily be spilled into the cap of the pen without turning the pen, but he still enjoyed it.