"agree."

"agree."

The next day, early in the morning, Ma Wei got on the carriage heading to West London and came to the door of a villa. Because Yunia was still sleeping, he took Edward with him.

The negotiator sent by the eldest prince is the Marquis of Bracken, an old acquaintance. The representative of the third prince is an army officer. Judging from his military rank, he is a brigadier general. He is relatively unfamiliar. At least Ma Wei has not seen him before. He should be in recent years.

Newly promoted in the year.

Both the Marquis of Bracken and the Army Brigadier General were core figures in the camps of several princes. Only their own people could believe in negotiating such an important matter.

A butler was waiting at the door. When he saw Ma Wei and others getting out of the car, the butler bowed and said in a West Island accent: "Please come with me."

The decoration of the villa is very simple. There are many famous paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the corridor, which shows that the owner is rich and wealthy. Looking at it...

Ma Wei suddenly felt strange.

The famous paintings on the wall look very familiar in style. I feel like I have seen this kind of taste somewhere before.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right? They are acquaintances?

"Nicholas! Nicholas!"

The deliberately suppressed shouts made Mavey wake up from his thoughts and turned his head. The Marquis of Bracken was standing at the door calling him, and the Army Brigadier General had already entered the living room.

"coming."

Leaving Edward to wait at the door, Mavey followed the Marquis of Bracken and walked in. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of upturned gentleman beards, followed by a somewhat outdated and old-fashioned Flack dress, in a classic red and white color scheme.

, the owner is also wearing white stockings... looking like an old-school knight.

Sean Rickman.

The eighth seat of the Knights of the Round Table - Bedivere!

I remember that I had a lot of dealings with him when I was in New Ross City.

We haven't seen him in the past two years. Sean Rickman hasn't changed much. His dressing sense is still as bad as before, but he wears Haigma's teeth around his neck.

"Congressman Xiaon, we are here this time to talk to you about the West Island issue."

After chatting for a while, the Marquis of Bracken got to the point.

"Is there something wrong with West Island?"

"The West Island is a good place. There are a lot of fields there, which are very suitable for growing potions..."

The Marquis of Bracken took out a plan and said: "As long as you agree, our Bracken Potion Company and Manstein Potion Company are willing to invest heavily in West Island. On this basis, we agree to your investment...

Let’s jointly start the construction of the West Island.”

"Sounds good." Sean said with a smile: "What's the price?"

"His Royal Highness the eldest prince really wants to be friends with you. Of course, it would be great if I could get your support."

"oh..."

Sean suddenly realized:
Chapter completed!