The little boy trembled over to Beta, looked up at Beta and Shirley, and then hurriedly lowered his head. As a little boy, he liked these two beautiful big brothers and big sisters very much, but the education in the slums told him that these gorgeously dressed people were not something that dirty children like him could approach, and if he accidentally soiled their beautiful clothes, he would not be able to afford two more lives.

Seeing his frightened and frightened look, Beta gathered the talent of aristocratic temperament and asked kindly, "Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you whose land this land belongs to, I think you should have heard of it." ”

"Yes." The little boy glanced at Beta, and then quickly lowered it, he seemed to feel that the big brother in front of him was not so terrible: "This is Uncle Zorro's land, but he didn't have a house, so he let us play here." ”

The little guy hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Uncle Zorro only lets children play here, if an adult comes here, he will be angry, Uncle Zorro is very powerful." ”

Beta narrowed her eyes: "Can you take us to Uncle Zorro?" ”

The little guy said worriedly: "Uncle Zorro doesn't like people outside, he gets angry easily." ”

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Beta touched the little guy's dirty head: "Will you take us there?" ”

After a moment's hesitation, the little one nodded. Then he turned and trotted to the right.

Beta immediately followed, and Shirley followed at this time, she quietly walked to Beta's side, and then held Beta's hand that had touched the child's head just now in her hand, and a brief magic fluctuation flashed, and then Beta felt that her hand became fresh and clean, and the little black mud that stuck to her hand had disappeared.

Then she moved a little away from Beta and met the man's somewhat puzzled gaze. Smile thoughtfully.

Following the little boy, Beta soon came to a small stone house.

Many things are relative, although this stone house is short, but compared to other mud houses, I don't know how tall it is. And most importantly, this stone house not only has a nice door. And there are windows.

The wooden window was open, and a big brown-haired man was drinking.

The little boy pointed inside and said, "Uncle Zorro is drinking again, he is very fierce after drinking, you should be careful." ”

After speaking, the little one ran away as soon as he slipped through the smoke, obviously afraid of the people in the stone room.

Beta stepped forward and knocked on the door.

A rude and deep voice of a middle-aged man came from inside: "Whoever is outside, get in if there is something." ”

Beta pushed the door in. Then I saw the surprised eyes of the brown-haired man. The man was a majestic, dressed in a sackcloth robe, with his arms exposed, muscles bulging from them, and black veins on his beard. He had a square face and a full beard, and it was difficult to tell his correct age, but Beta estimated that he would not be more than forty.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man stood up. Full of vigilance, and with a dangerous glint in his eyes: "A noble young master." An aristocratic lady? Why did you come to this shitty place! ”

"Don't worry, we have no ill will."

Beta sat down at the old table very familiarly, and then Shirley stood behind him, her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, how ladylike she looked, how pretty. That's what it looks like. Like a guard, like a virtuous wife.

Beta looked at the strong man's suspicious eyes, and he smiled: "Your Excellency Zorro, I'm here this time to talk to you about something." ”

Zorro sat down. Grinning, although he was not as nervous as just now, he still did not completely lower his vigilance: "Hehe, a pariahs in the slums, you can't afford to be your honorable title." ”

"A professional is enough to be called Your Excellency." Beta smiled pointedly.

In Beta's system prompt, Zorro is a LV4 pro who is only one step away from being an elite.

Zorro's body tightened, and then he was completely relaxed: "You guys are here to arrest me?" ”

"Not really." Beta shook her head: "I don't know what you've done, but this time, I just want to talk to you about business." ”

"Hehe, a big man of the aristocracy, would actually talk about business with a poor man like me?" Zorro stared at Beta sarcastically, but he soon noticed that the man opposite had a serious face, not at all like he was joking, and even less like he was telling a lie. He took a deep breath: "Okay, what do you want to do with me?" ”

"Near the center of the village, there is a piece of land, I heard that it is yours." Beta tapped his finger on the table, "I'm going to buy it there, you can pay for it." ”

"Not for sale!" Zorro didn't even think about it, and directly refused.

Beta was not surprised: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, the price is easy to say." You quote a price, and we can talk slowly. ”

The so-called transaction is bargaining. Beta has done business with a lot of people, and he knows it. Many people look very resolute at first, but that is just an illusion, just to get more benefits or profits to help posturing.

Zorro still shook his head and refused: "Not for sale." ”

Beta thought for a moment and said, "That place is about more than a thousand square meters, in this case, I will take out eighty gold coins, what do you think of the price?" ”

It is very common for eighty gold coins to buy more than 1,000 square meters of land. But that's in the middle of the city or in a prime location. And like in the slums, someone actually took out 80 gold coins to buy land, which is simply a fantasy. With that money, it is better to buy a piece of land in a rich area that is smaller than this, but much more valuable than this.

Zorro swallowed, he was a professional, he was not badly informed, and he knew very well what eighty gold coins represented. After a while, he said with difficulty, "Why? It's a slum. You aristocrats are rich, I know that. But I don't understand why you bought a piece of land here. ”

"We're going to build here." Beta laughed, not stating her true intentions.

Zorro's expression flickered, and after a while, he shook his head with difficulty and said, "Not for sale." ”

"One hundred gold coins." Beta said indifferently: "This is the highest price I can come up with." ”

A hundred gold coins is a lot of money for a minor nobleman, let alone a man in a slum. Zorro clenched his hands into fists, and he said with difficulty: "You nobles, you have always been like this, you take money to smash people for everything, and you know that we have no way to resist such a temptation!" But I still have to tell you, don't sell, don't sell, don't sell! ”

Three times 'not for sale', Zorro almost shouted. His eyes were red, and the muscles in his face were slightly twisted.

Beta could see that something was wrong with the other party, as if his pride had been hurt. He was about to ask out loud, but this time Zorro directly preemptively said:

"If you dare to raise the price again, I will only kill you directly."

Beta laughed, and Shirley laughed too. A professional who has not reached the elite level actually wants to kill two masters!

Shirley smiled beautifully, and her voice was also very good, Zorro looked at her, and after losing his soul for a while, he sat down in a daze, and the little momentum that he had finally condensed just now disappeared: "Alas, you guys go, I won't sell that piece of land to you." ”

When Beta saw this scene, she finally knew why the big bosses on the earth liked to bring a beautiful secretary when they were talking about business. It turns out that it is not only for window dressing, but also for breaking down the psychological defense of the counterparty at a critical time.

"Is there any special significance?" Beta asked. Since the opponent's psychological defense line has been broken, it is natural to strike while the iron is hot.

He could see that Zorro was actually tempted, but for some reason, the other party's heart seemed to be insisting, which made him refuse loudly, if he didn't figure it out, it would be difficult for the transaction to continue.

Zorro shook his head, reluctant to speak.

Beta was a little discouraged, and when she was at a loss, Shirley suddenly asked, "Why do you only let children play on that land, but don't allow adults to go over?" ”

Zorro wanted to say something 'it's your business', but as soon as he saw Shirley's suffocating face, and then looked at her divine and dusty temperament, he suddenly didn't insist anything, his lips moved twice, and finally said: "I hope that the children in the slums have a place to play." It was the only open space, and if the adults ran over to bask in the sun, the kids would certainly have nowhere to play. ”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became frozen, and Beta and Shirley had no idea that this was the reason.

Beta, in particular, had considered many possibilities, but he had never imagined that this would be the case.

He and Shirley looked at each other, and their expressions seemed to be ghosts.

Seeing the expressions of the two opposites, Zorro held his head in his hands and shouted with a look of shame: "It's funny, isn't it, I'm very greedy for money, if you continue to make bids, I can't help but sell the land." But then the children in the slums have no place to play around, and you are the big guys, so you should know very well what kind of treatment the children in the slums will be treated if they go out and walk around. ”

A big man with a big face, a greedy man who lives in a slum, wants to give his children a place to play, and he is desperately resisting his own nature.

It was supposed to be a funny thing, but neither Beta nor Shirley could laugh.

But Zorro felt ashamed, and he almost buried his extra under the table.

Beta coughed and said in as soft a tone as she could, "If that's what you want, then you should sell us that land." Because where we intend to be, build a temple. ”

Zorro jerked his head up, and he glared at the ground: "What? Build a temple! (To be continued.) )