The little boy trembled as he walked in front of Beta. He raised his head to look at Beta and Shirley before hurriedly lowering his head. As a little boy, he really liked these two very beautiful big brothers and sisters. However, the education he received in the slums told him that these people dressed beautifully were not people a dirty child like him could get close to. If he accidentally dirtied their beautiful clothes, he would not be able to pay for it even if he had two more lives.
Beta saw that he was trembling with fear, so he put away his noble aura and asked politely, "Don't be afraid. I just want to ask you who this land belongs to. I think you should have heard of it."
"I know." The little boy glanced at Beta and quickly lowered his head. He seemed to feel that this big brother in front of him was not that scary anymore. "This is Uncle Zorro's land, but he didn't build a house, so he let us play here."
The little guy hesitated for a while and then continued, "Uncle Zorro only lets children play here. If adults come here, he will be angry. Uncle Zorro is very powerful."
Beta narrowed his eyes. "Can you take us to find Uncle Zorro?"
"Uncle Zorro doesn't like outsiders. He gets angry easily."
"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Beta touched the little guy's dirty head. "Can you take us there?"
After hesitating for a while, the little guy nodded. Then, he turned and jogged to the right.
Beta immediately followed, and Shirley also followed at this time. She quietly walked to Beta's side and then held the hand that Beta had touched the little boy's head with. A brief magic fluctuation flashed, and then Beta felt that his hand had become clean and fresh. The black mud on his hand had already disappeared.
Then, she slightly moved away from Beta and smiled considerately at the man's somewhat puzzled gaze.
Following behind the little boy, Beta quickly arrived in front of a short stone house.
Many things were relative. Although this stone house was small, compared to other mud houses, it was much larger. Instantly, it was much taller. Most importantly, this stone room not only had a good door, but it also had a window.
The wooden window was open, and a brown-haired man was drinking.
The little boy pointed inside and said, "Uncle Zorro is drinking again. He's very fierce after drinking, so be careful."
After he finished speaking. The little guy ran away like a wisp of smoke. It was obvious that he was afraid of the person in the stone house.
Beta walked forward. He knocked on the door.
A rough and deep voice of a strong man came from inside. "Who's outside? Come in if you have something to say."
Beta pushed the door open and saw the brown-haired man's surprised expression. This person looked very majestic. He wore a short linen shirt, and his arms were exposed. The muscles on his arms were bulging, and there were black veins in his beard. His face was square and full of beard, so it was hard to judge his age. But Beta estimated that he was no more than forty years old.
"Who are you people?" The strong man stood up, full of vigilance, and his eyes shone with a dangerous light. "A noble young master and a noble lady? Why did you come to this shabby place! "
"Don't worry, we have no ill intentions."
Beta sat down in front of the old table as if he was very familiar with them. Then, Shirley stood behind him, her hands crossed in front of her abdomen. She looked very ladylike and beautiful. She looked like a guard, but also like a virtuous wife.
Beta looked at the strong man's suspicious gaze and smiled. "Your Excellency Zorro, right? I came this time to discuss some things with you. "
Zorro sat down and grinned. Although he was not as nervous as before, he still did not completely lower his guard. "Hehe, a lowly commoner of the slums is not worthy of such an honorable title as Your Excellency."
"A professional is enough to be called Your Excellency." Beta smiled meaningfully.
In Beta's system notification. Zorro was a level 4 professional, only one step away from becoming an elite.
Zorro's body tensed up, then completely relaxed. "Are you here to capture me?"
"That's not it." Beta shook his head. "I don't know what you've done, but I came this time to discuss business with you."
"Hehe, a big shot from the nobility actually wants to discuss business with a poor commoner like me?" Zorro stared at Beta mockingly, but he quickly realized that the man in front of him had a serious expression. It did not seem like he was joking, nor did it seem like he was lying. He took a deep breath. "Alright, what business do you want to do with me?"
"There's a piece of land near the center of the village. I heard it's yours." Beta pointed at the table. "I plan on buying that place. Name a price."
"Not selling!" Zorro did not even think and directly refused.
Beta was not surprised. "Don't be in a hurry to refuse. We can discuss the price. Name a price, and we can slowly discuss it. "
The so-called transaction was a bargaining. Beta had done business with many people, so he knew this very well. Many people seemed very determined at first, but that was just a facade. They were just helping in order to obtain more benefits or profits.
Zorro still shook his head and refused. "Not selling."
Beta thought for a while and said, "That place is about a thousand square meters. If that's the case, I'll take out eighty gold coins. What do you think of this price?"
Eighty gold coins to buy a thousand square meters of land was very common. But that was in a busy city or in a prime location. And in the slums, for someone to take out eighty gold coins to buy land was simply a fantasy. With that kind of money, it would be better to buy a piece of land in the rich district that was smaller than this, but much more valuable than this.
Zorro swallowed. He was a professional and had seen a lot. He knew what eighty gold coins represented. After a while, he said with difficulty, "Why? This is the slums. You nobles are very rich, I know that. But I don't understand why you want to buy a piece of land here. "
"We plan to build a building here." Beta smiled and did not reveal his true intentions.
Zorro's expression flickered. After a while, he shook his head with difficulty and said, "Not selling."
"One hundred gold coins." Beta said indifferently, "This is the highest price I can offer."
A hundred gold coins was a huge sum of money to anyone, let alone someone who lived in the slums. Zorro clenched his hands into fists and said with difficulty, "You nobles have always been like this. You use money to smash people, knowing that we have no way to resist this temptation! But I still want to tell you, not selling, not selling, not selling! "
Zorro was almost roaring the words "not selling" three times. His eyes were bloodshot, and the muscles on his face were also slightly twisted.
Beta could see that the other party was not right, as if his pride had been hurt. He was about to ask, but this time, Zorro directly spoke first.
"If you dare to raise the price again, I will directly kill you."
Beta smiled, and so did Shirley. A professional that had not even reached the elite level actually wanted to kill two masters!
Shirley's smile was very beautiful, and her voice was also very pleasant to listen to. Zorro looked at her and was dazed for a while. Then, he sat down dejectedly, and the momentum that he had gathered with great difficulty dissipated. "Sigh, you can leave. I won't sell that piece of land to you."
When Betta saw this scene, he finally understood why the big bosses on Earth liked to bring a beautiful secretary with them when they discussed business. It was not just for show, but also to break down the mental defenses of the other party at a critical moment.
"Could it be that it has some special meaning?" Beta asked. Since the other party's mental defenses were broken, he naturally had to strike while the iron was hot.
He could see that Zorro was actually tempted, but for some reason, the other party seemed to have some persistence in his heart, which made him refuse. If he did not understand, it would be very difficult to proceed with the transaction.
Zorro shook his head, unwilling to say.
Beta was a little discouraged. Just when he was at his wit's end, Shirley suddenly asked, "You only let the children play on that piece of land, but you don't allow the adults to go over. Why is that?"
Zorro originally wanted to say "none of your business," but when he saw Shirley's breathtakingly beautiful face and her sacred and otherworldly temperament, he immediately lost all his persistence. His lips moved a few times before he finally said, "I want the children in the slums to have a place to play. That's the only open space. If the adults run over there to bask in the sun, the children definitely won't have a place to play. "
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Beta and Shirley did not expect this to be the reason.
Beta, in particular, had considered many possibilities, but he had never thought that it would be such a situation.
He and Shirley exchanged a look, both of them looking as if they had just seen a ghost.
Seeing their expressions, Zorro held his head in his hands and shouted angrily, "It's very funny, isn't it? I'm a very greedy person. If you continue to offer, I definitely won't be able to resist selling the land. But this way, the children in the slums won't have a place to play. You're important people, so you should know very well what kind of treatment the children in the slums will receive if they go out and wander around. "
A fierce-looking burly man, a greedy professional living in the slums, actually wanted the children to have a place to play, and he was desperately resisting his own nature.
It should've been a funny thing, but neither Betta nor Shirley could bring themselves to laugh.
But Zorro felt very embarrassed. He almost buried his extra money under the table.
Beta coughed and tried to soften his tone as much as possible. "If that's your wish, then all the more you should sell that land to us. Because we plan to build a shrine there. "
Zorro suddenly raised his head and stared with wide eyes. "What? Build a temple! "