Chapter 600

Mira took the flaming geese to Binhai city again to visit granmit,

Graemet met Mira and the wild goose at the door of his villa, but the dialogue process was very short, and the expected wrangling and tearing did not appear.

"Go back and say to your master, 35 million, he will understand." granmet only said this when facing the question raised by Mira.

A mindless sentence made Myra a little confused. When the fire goose heard this number, he thought that the lion opposite had opened his mouth and had begun to take out the elf ball and prepare to hit it.

"I've told you several times. Will you calm down?"

Mira grabbed the wild goose, turned and left.

"You were not framed, of course you are so natural and unrestrained." the fire goose was a little fried. "You and Luther still want to talk about such a mean person?"

If it was the former Myra, maybe the reaction would be similar to that of the fire geese.

However, after staying with Ma Yi and Luther for a long time and finding the feeling of home, we cherish this hard won atmosphere more and more.

Naturally, it is very simple to fight, but as long as you do it, it means completely tearing your face.

Luther only said that if someone interfered with his marriage time with Ma Yi, he would teach a lesson.

In essence, Luther is a guy who wants his life not to be easily disturbed.

All he does is to be able to relax comfortably in the future.

It is unwise to make enemies everywhere for Luther's future.

Myra doesn't mean to blame the fire geese. She knows that this change in mentality takes time.

Today's fire geese still can't fully adapt to their new identity. They always think they are cadres of the lava team. They can do things freely without worrying about others.

When Myra told Luther, Luther was enjoying the jelly fed by linen.

Myra is used to the two people's behavior of stuffing dog food everywhere. Although she feels like a large light bulb, she still wants to know what granmit wants to do.

The spoon that put the sackcloth to Luther's mouth stopped, and the figure of 35 million was exactly the price that the alliance sold the island to Luther.

This is no longer a hint.

Luther calmly sucked the jelly off the spoon, wiped his mouth and said, "Mira and the fire geese, come with me again."

"There are a lot of servants. Maybe there are a group of people behind them. We have to support the scene."

Although it was a talk, Luther called all the old guys who won the Convention.

He doesn't want to make trouble, but if something comes to annoy him... Pick someone who likes to stand out and knock him down first.

Knowing that Luther had come, graemet's servant soon led the three through the garden in the front yard and into the villa.

On the second floor of the villa, there is an extra tea table where Mira teaches granmit's fighting skills, on which are already brewed tea and exquisite cakes.

Probably to keep the table spacious, four or five waiters and elves stood aside with all kinds of snacks, waiting for granmet's instructions.

Before coming, the fire goose kept saying that graemet was a middle-aged greasy upstart, earthy and disgusting. Obviously, these descriptions had a lot of emotions.

Although graemet is slightly fat, he is not greasy. He is not a handsome uncle. The lines of his face are a little round, but he is still a little temperament.

Perhaps in order to make the conversation less serious, he deliberately changed into a wide white robe embroidered with light gold lines, and stepped barefoot on the bright wooden floor, looking very casual.

Luther imagined what the two would look like when they met, but it was a little unexpected to see graemet warmly come up to shake hands with Luther and invite the three to sit down.

Luther and Myra shook hands, only the wild goose snorted, clapped the hand extended by graemet, sat directly on the sofa and held his hands in front of his chest.

"I'm sorry to invite you out in this way." granmett was just embarrassed for a moment. He immediately returned to business as usual and picked up the tea set to pour tea for Luther.

"Mr. grammett's way of 'please' is very unique, but my men were shocked." Luther said calmly. "How about making it clear before talking about anything else?"

Graemet seemed ready. He snapped his fingers at the waiters behind him. An old woman like a housekeeper immediately came forward and put a document on the table.

Luther picked it up, glanced and frowned.

Not because of the insincerity, but because of the sincerity.

There are 300 adult seedlings of sweet cherry fruit trees.

Luther just wanted to use the wild goose to test graemet's attitude and bottom line. As a result, graemet compensated so readily?

If behind granmet were the second rate families who could not buy the island, there was no need to come out like this.

If it weren't for those people, Luther couldn't think of anyone who would miss him so much.

"It shouldn't be too few to know that my island was bought by 35 million people," Luther said. "But it shouldn't be too many to know that Myra followed me and was mine. You're very well informed, granmit."

"You took great pains to blackmail the fire geese with a vase just to force me out and see me in person. Now I'm here." Luther asked, "it's no fun for us to go around in circles. It's better to get straight to the point."

"What do you want, grammett?"

Glanmitt smiled and patted his hands. "It's refreshing, then I won't hide it."

After a sip of tea, grammett leaned forward, looked into Luther's eyes and said seriously, "I want to go to the island and buy a piece of land."

Luther's mouth was slightly raised: "whose man are you?"

Grinmit smiled and explained, "I'm not in the same way as the group you're worried about, but... I know them. Even after the news of your buying the island came out, I was in their circle."

"So you're not here now?"

"A successful businessman and investor should clearly judge the situation and situation, and know what will earn and what will lose."

Graemet didn't answer Luther's question directly, but the meaning was obvious.

He believes that Lude is the most promising side.

"How many families form a circle?"

"Twenty three," replied graemet.

Luther sipped his tea and asked curiously, "there is an interest alliance composed of 23 second-class and third-class families in Shenao area, and I have only one person. Why do you think I am the most promising party?"

Glanmitt looked at Luther with admiration and said, "just because you only used one word to make their alliance chaotic, and up to now, you haven't been able to twist it into a rope. I knew that the future prospect of your island is absolutely beautiful."

Luther grinned.

It seems that those cruel words still make these people think more.