Chapter 334 Strange Property Purchase
On Christmas Eve, December 12, in the Catskill Mountains in suburban New York State, on an unknown forest-covered plain.
Kevin Lestrange looked at the dilapidated manor in front of him and couldn't help but frown.
He really couldn't understand why Carl, who was standing in front of him, took him and Cedric to drive through the cookie-cutter mountain road to come here.
He thought that on such an important holiday, he had finally completed all his work and could finally take a break and enjoy the fruits of victory.
At least he could get the respect and thanks that this guy deserves, but what he didn't expect was that the other party only handed him a bill.
Ask to buy a property you have never heard of.
Standing in front of the gate of this dilapidated manor, Kevin Lestrange couldn't understand why there was anything worth investing in here.
Looking from a distance, this manor seems to be a place forgotten by time, silent and mysterious.
As the gaze moves forward, the outline of the manor becomes clearer, revealing its English Victorian architectural style.
The pure wooden structure exudes a kind of vicissitudes of beauty under the sunlight.
The gate of the manor was half-open, and the iron door was covered with vines, as if nature was silently declaring its sovereignty.
Walking into the manor, you can see exquisitely carved window frames. Although the colors have faded, they still retain their former splendor.
The paint on the walls has peeled off, revealing the original color of the wood, making people imagine its glory in its heyday.
If you had come here a dozen years earlier, this manor would indeed be worth buying and could be used as a venue for secret gatherings.
But now, Kevin Lestrange couldn't figure out what other use it had other than as a haunted house.
What’s even more infuriating is that the bank manager who was trembling with fear at the side felt a little painful just thinking about the exorbitant price the other party offered.
So he looked at Karl’s back and spoke in an admonishing tone.
"Are you sure you want to buy this property? I have to remind you, Mr. Hohenzollern, that according to my evaluation, this place has no economic value."
“There are more Brooklyn neighborhoods that are worth investing in than here because the crime rate there is just slightly higher.”
"And this place has been completely forgotten by the world. Let me explain it in a simple and easy-to-understand way. Real estate is the necessary material basis for people to gather together."
"It must be consistent with the group living characteristics of human beings. This is why many small natural villages disappear naturally after industrialization and modernization."
"Because the young people living there, even if it's just because they yearn for the pleasures and debauchery of big cities at first."
“After arriving in the big city, I found that it was nothing more than a cesspool, a cesspool fermented by human desires and dirty souls.”
"They still won't leave, because compared to rolling in a cesspool and being watched by others, people are more afraid of being completely forgotten at the end of the world."
“And this is the end of the world in New York State, a place that has been forgotten.”
"Amazing." Cedric looked at Kevin Lestrange with admiration after "sleeping in the same bed" for the past few months.
Oh, no, it should be that after getting along harmoniously, he also changed his opinion of this annoying guy in front of him.
He also had to admit that the other party was better than him in many aspects, at least in terms of talking, he was very good at refuting Carl, who was always stunned.
However, he could only be deceived by Carl and was sold out by the other party for no apparent reason. He felt very sad when he thought about the unequal treaties he had signed with the other party.
His heart was filled with indignation, and it seemed necessary to make a change.
Just at this moment, the bank manager who had been standing aside without saying a word.
Looking at Kevin Lestrange, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued to sell.
"Mr. Lestrange, your metaphor is poetic, but it is a bit too exaggerated."
"After all, this is one of the largest nature reserves in the entire state of New York, with plenty of fresh air, countless green areas, and opportunities to see wild animals at any time."
“These are all things that cannot be found in any other property in New York City, and they are also the highest value of this house.”
"Haha!" Kevin Lestrange sneered and said contemptuously.
"The air is fresh enough. There is a gorgeous lavender field less than two kilometers away from this manor."
"And the trees around here are mostly pine trees, which means every spring, the pollen concentration here is frighteningly high."
"For anyone with respiratory disease living here, not to mention extending their lifespan, it's a medical miracle that they didn't die on the spot."
After saying this, Kevin Lestrange seemed to want to vent all his dissatisfaction on this poor guy.
He continued to point at the metal warning signs around him and retorted fiercely.
"Look at this sir, what is this sign? Even if you are illiterate and don't know the words, you can understand what the pattern is."
"That's what you're talking about as an opportunity for wildlife contact, including black bears and mountain lions, and that's exactly what we're doing with them."
"We are still their dinner, and here sir."
Kevin Lestrange pointed at the uneven tiles on the manor's roof and the beams that were exposed at the eaves.
"The building is a pure wooden structure and the decoration style adopted is a gorgeous Victorian decoration."
“All the building materials are extremely expensive, and since no one has used or maintained it for many years, the entire building must be completely strengthened or rebuilt.”
"So we spent the $2000 million you mentioned, and in the end we bought a bunch of rotten wood, and you dare to recommend it."
"I...I...I..." The bank manager was about to cry. In his eyes, the aggressive child was like a ghost that was taking his life.
But Kevin Lestrange didn't seem to want to let him go. He pointed at the other party and said solemnly.
"And one last thing."
"And..." The bank manager was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, leaning against the mottled wall.
Kevin Lestrange looked down at him and emphasized righteously.
"Pay attention to your identity. We are negotiating a deal now. This is your job as well as my job."
"When you're at work, call me by my title. Don't call me Mr., call me Director Lestrange."
"I am the financial director of this company. Not a penny can flow out of the company's account without my permission."
"Take the contract and get out of here. I've already signed it. It's $2000 million for this building, including 1000 hectares of surrounding land."
Just when the bank manager was frightened out of his wits, the voice from heaven finally appeared in his ears.
A signed house purchase contract came out of nowhere and brought him salvation.
