Chapter 206: Bacon is Pork
Mu Yang posted invitations widely, but he didn't know them. Anyway, as long as the person who ranked first in London, Mu Yang sent the invitations. As for whether the other party would give face, it was not a question of Mu Yang's consideration.
The reception was arranged at the Langham Hotel. The Langham Hotel in London was the first luxury hotel in Europe. It was presented to everyone in a gorgeous manner in 1865. Mu Yang chose the reception here and booked the entire banquet hall.
When the lights were on, people dressed in gorgeous clothes and walked off the carriage and entered the tall and gorgeous Langham Hotel banquet hall.
"Earl Grosvenor, Madam, thank you for your appreciation." Mu Yang greeted him with a smile at the door.
"It is also our honor to have such an opportunity to contact Baron Williams. First of all, congratulations on your title and hope we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future." Earl Grosvenor's family also has a pharmaceutical industry. For Mu Yang, a doctor of medicine, he hopes to benefit from him.
There were many people coming tonight, and many nobles came with their children, especially those young girls, who were all dressed beautifully and charmingly, because many British aristocratic families have set their sights on Muyang, a single nobleman, the diamond-level prince.
Due to the aristocratic reforms in Britain, the government began to impose high inheritance taxes, which made many nobles who originally owned a large amount of land and manors. Even if their children could inherit the title, many of them could not afford to inherit their family property. Many of the nobles nowadays have declined.
But Mu Yang, a new nobleman, is a real rich man. Many people are so rich that they are jealous of them. Some even put their ideas on Mu Yang. Of course, they dare not kidnap and threaten them, but they just want to marry their daughters through marriage so that they can gain some benefits.
Mu Yang is dealing with these hypocritical nobles, but sometimes he has to deal with them. After all, he is already in this class.
Mrs. Dovia took her daughter away. This was the fifth or sixth one that Mu Yang had dealt with tonight, and there were quite a few.
Joseph's family also became one of the protagonists tonight, and many people were surrounded and complimented. Mu Yang picked up a glass of wine and looked at the situation in the distance. Since he wanted to live a noble life, he had to learn to adapt. Mu Yang curled his lips.
"Mr. Williams. I'm very sorry to bother you at this time. I hope to find time to talk to you because Spain is in a hurry."
Spanish envoy Carlos Ferrera came to Mu Yang. He had been waiting for a long time. Finally, he found Mu Yang for a free time and hurried over and said.
"Okay, now we're just taking a break. Let's find a place to smoke a cigarette." Mu Yang said.
This transaction with Spain is a big deal, and Mu Yang also attaches great importance to it, but for the sake of the price. Mu Yang has been stretching it. Now, looking at Carlos Ferreira's appearance, it should be the time.
The two came to a lounge. After the waiter brought the coffee, he retreated. Mu Yang handed Carlos Ferreira a cigar, and the two began the second round of communication.
"Mr. Williams, I have conveyed your request to Your Majesty. Your Majesty's reply is that you can grant you the title of Marquis, build a factory and other conditions. However, your Majesty hopes to negotiate again about the fiefdom. After all, the diplomatic relations involved are too complicated, and the land is in Africa. Even if you give it to you, you will be useless. Are you planning to move your family to the desolate place in Africa? The natives there are very dishonest."
Mu Yang smiled when he heard this, "How did His Majesty Alfonso arrange it?"
"Give you a domestic fiefdom, which allows you to operate it yourself. It is exempted from tax for a hundred years, but there is no army. Of course, you can have the noble's own guard team, which is also the right that the noble should have."
Mu Yang considered it and was not very satisfied with the last condition. If he didn't explain it clearly now, it would leave many things that were unclear in the future. Mu Yang grasped Spain's throat this time, but there was only one chance like this, and Mu Yang had to seize it.
Mu Yang shook his head, "What I want is a piece of land that belongs entirely to me, and all rights belong to me."
Carlos Ferreira showed a hint of dismay on her face. Mu Yang's requirement was indeed too high, and no country would split its territory for no reason.
"I tell you my idea. I want to own a piece of land of my own and build a home that is entirely my own. It's that simple, so I hope it is a duke, a land of my own. As for the location, we can negotiate."
Mu Yang simply showed the bottom line, shocking Carlos Ferreira. Dr. Williams was really a lion. Could it be that he wanted to build his own country? Oh my God, it was incredible.
If it was the 21st century, Mu Yang's idea was absolutely fantasy, but now it is 1918 and the world has not been completely fixed. Mu Yang has definitely had the opportunity, ability, and time to complete this feat. Of course, all of this he did was for fun.
Haha, as a time traveler, being able to play a business game is also a good choice.
"Is this your last bottom line?" Carlos Ferrera said with a heavy expression.
"Yes."
"Okay, I will tell His Majesty the King, but please be prepared to go to Spain, especially the medicine, because Spain is really in a hurry." Carlos Ferrera has said twice that Spain is very anxious.
"As long as the conditions are met, you can set off immediately."
Mu Yang was sure to reach it. At this moment, there was a smile on his face, but in Carlos Ferreira's eyes, this smile seemed more like the smile of a profiteer. Now Spain was pinched by someone's throat. Mu Yang had their life-saving thing in his hand, so he could only bow his head and admit defeat.
Carlos Ferrera left with a heavy heart, Mu Yang cheered up again and returned to the cocktail party.
"Baron Williams, I'm so happy to know you, you're such a gentleman."
"Mrs. Sophia, your beauty is the best in Britain. I'm so glad you can enjoy the evening's cocktail party."
At this moment, Mu Yang was chatting with a famous widowed countess in London. However, Mrs. Sofia, who was only 25 years old, was extremely beautiful, with snow-white skin, slender neck and full chest, revealing the unique charm of mature women.
"You just said that you like Bacon's paintings. There is one in my house. If you have time, you can come to my house and let's enjoy it together." Mrs. Sophia said.
"Really, that's great, I can't wait."
"If you are not tired tonight, I invite you to have a cup of coffee." Mrs. Sophia's eyes were full of charm.
"I think I'm still young, but I'd like to have a glass of wine."
In the bedroom of Mrs. Sophia's villa, two bare men and women were communicating hard on the bed. Mu Yang only knew that Bacon was pork, and as for painting, he knew nothing.
Chapter completed!