American Fortune Life

Chapter 1322: On the Road

“I am delighted that this fantastic new stadium will join the ranks of world-class stadiums in our city.

London is open to all great sporting events and will once again showcase the world's sports capital.

White Deer Lane has become a iconic stadium, and it will have a history. Not only will the new stadium bring almost twice as much capacity, it will also provide world-class facilities for international sporting events, concerts, etc. The new stadium is also a focus of transformation in Tottenham, generating new jobs and boosting economic growth. ”

Already out of London, in a Mercedes-Benz V-Class bespoke business car in the middle of a convoy bound for Hampshire at full speed, Andy relaxed with a hot cup of black tea, watching an interview with the Mayor of Greater London in the newspaper in his hand, instead of waving around the corner of his mouth.

Seeing some sour stories in the Times, "Fear of the aftermath of a new field"? ”Andy couldn't help but curl his mouth and reveal a slight mockery.

Unlike other British super clubs, Andy has never had a debt problem since he took over. By comparison, Chelsea still owes their boss, Roman Abramovic, a huge sum of £1 billion, while Manchester United still has a net debt worth £275 million, while Arsenal's net debt is relatively small, about £50 million.

The construction of a new stadium is imperative, with a cumulative £44 million in hot stabbing earnings this season and £56 million less than Arsenal's £100 million just because the stadium is so small that it has a direct impact on the club's profitability.

Wow...

Andy closed the paper and glanced at Amahl, a beautiful lawyer sitting across the street in a dark blue black striped H-shaped long-sleeved woolen dress, with a long, beautiful TUI, glossy skin, a euphemistic look, black tea, and a leisurely look at the suburbs outside the car window.

Andy also turned around and looked out the window, and the green mountains in the distance were covered in a faint rain curtain, as if he was always unwilling to lift this mysterious veil and the fresh rain mist was scattered between the heavens and the earth, as if it were a wide and large curtain.

“The scenery is beautiful, but I still don't like the rain. ”

“To be honest, I don't like it either, but it's part of London's life.” Amahl glanced at Andy with an elegant smile.

“Why didn't you stay in America? After all, international law, criminal law and human rights law, which you are preoccupied with, are more useful in New York.” Andy smiled and lifted the cup and sipped, curious to ask.

“There are private reasons, as well as the vast and complex legal system of the United States. The Confederation and the Länder have their own legal systems, which are not uniform. British law, on the other hand, has developed a uniform legal system from the top, and, as human rights lawyers, some laws in the United States have certain racially discriminatory colours, which until now have a potential impact that cannot be changed. ”

Amahl said something bluntly and didn't become euphemistic because his boss was an American.

Andy had no choice but to shake his head and laugh. He was naturally aware of that. The United States was crying out every day for racial equality. Although everyone regarded racial discrimination as politically incorrect, it was because of inequality and discrimination that he would pursue it. Racial problems, which had always existed in the United States, were simply unsolvable.

Even if the new president was black, in fact, the victory of the O'Blackbull tended not only not to alleviate the racial problem, but rather to increase racial discrimination.

“It's going to get better. After all, we now have a very attractive new president, and instead, I feel that stamps with a monarch's avatar would be considered treason if they were posted up and down. If found guilty of treason, the law on hanging is unacceptable. Scared the baby out of postage stamps... ”

“Pfft -”

“Oh, you can rest assured that after all, you're not British, and by the way, some laws are really strange, even if we Brits can't make it ourselves, such as vacuuming on weekends between 1pm and 8am, and eating meat pie for Christmas is illegal... ”

Listen to Amahl's spit and his smile, Andy can't help but shake his head and cry. These rotten people, they're really weird. "By the way, Amahl, you've seen the information I gave you about Castle Hecklier, right? Is there any way to revise the refurbishment and capping restrictions? ”

Amahl couldn't help but smile and bend over and take a folder out of the black briefcase beside the seat, open it and pass it to Andy, and explain: “It's almost impossible that Hecklier Castle is a first-class historic building with strict rules and restrictions that require submission of construction applications, project applications, social ratings, etc. even to develop land in the estate.

Community publicity was also needed, and nothing could be done as long as neighbors objected, and the castle had once had an idea of land development, but ultimately it could not be done because a neighbor who wanted to buy the idea of a castle at a lower price objected. ”

Andy Newsletter looked at the information on the document with a smile, and looked at Amahl with a smile: "It seems that the composer, Mr. Weber, did not do as he wished, but was directly defined by the Counts as a little man who was robbed while he was on fire, huh? ”

“Similar to the fate of most historic mansions, Hecklier Castle is on the verge of bankruptcy and the prospect of £3 million in renovation costs is disturbing. There is no alternative to this sale. After eight generations, the Count Kanavin family has fallen. As a middle-class family, although it has a farm, it cannot afford to maintain and manage the castle. ”

Andy smiled satisfied and looked at Amahl, who was so fully detailed and satisfied with her work, that she seemed to have some more detailed information than her own estate advisors.

“Oh, £50 million, and the Counts dare to bid! ”

When she heard Andy laugh, Amahl also frowned: "Perhaps it's time to think more carefully, after all, that this first-tier historical building is really not very cost-effective, or more appropriately called a negative asset. ”

“Thank you for your reminder. Let's see if this castle estate is worth so much. I don't care about the annual maintenance and management costs.” Andy smiled at his beautiful lawyer and said.

Amahl smiled and nodded, saying nothing more. Amahl knew perfectly well that he was a business genius, a super-rich man, and since he was able to travel for the castle himself, he heralded the significance of the castle estate for which he had no understanding.

After more than an hour of racing, the convoy had arrived in front of the gates of the castle estate of Hecklier. Soon after someone had ascertained the identity of the convoy, the gates opened and Andy's convoy drove into the estate, through the windows, far from Gothic architectural style, vast and magnificent, the forest was strong and a double red and blue flag was flying over the castle, which should be the colour of the family crest of Count Kanavin.

Castle Haekkerel in the rain curtain, lined with a dark sky, shows a slightly cooler, intense sense of historical heaviness that is eye-catching.

“Boom!”

“Click!”

The bodyguards opened the door, an umbrella and a black umbrella were connected, blocking the falling rain. Andy walked out of the car with Amahl and saw the Countess standing in front of the castle's wooden gate with an umbrella up her front. She couldn't help but smile and shook hands with the owner of the castle, because it was raining, and after a simple cold, the Counts invited everyone into the castle.

Andy followed his master to the fine, textured wooden gate, watched the iron wolf head on the door lay his head, and the pair of bipedal flying dragons in front of the door were filled with a sense of history. Above the front door, an ancient French sentence was engraved, which was not difficult for Andy and Amar, who understood the four languages, meaning “I only serve you” to express the family's loyalty to the king.