At the moment before six o'clock in the morning, an off-road vehicle drove straight into Parkland's territory from a wild road. It drove through most of the city along the road running through the central axis of the city, and finally stopped in front of the Tulip Building. Several people jumped out of the car, led by Master and several so-called assistants. A total of five people went straight to the sixteenth floor through the elevator of the building, and finally, under the guidance of the Parkland family butler Bernie, came to the hall dedicated to the family's internal meetings.
The hall is very spacious, nearly 500 square meters. The furnishings in the hall are relatively simple, except for the necessary tables and chairs, there are no other redundant decorations. For a big family, this seems relatively simple. But the design of the hall is restrained and generous, which is in line with the calmness that a chaebol should have. The only decoration in the hall should be the huge portrait of Old Brant hanging on the wall facing the rostrum.
It was a gift presented by the collateral members of the family on Old Brant's fiftieth birthday to express the highest respect for the head of the family.
But now, the old Brant sitting on the rostrum is no longer glorious. His face was ashen ashes, like an old man in his twilight years, who still had half the majesty of the patriarch. On the left side of the table, all the important figures in the Parkland chaebol sat. They are not only cousins of Brant Sr., but also directors or high-level executives of various departments in the operation of the chaebol. On the right side of these people, the number of people was pitifully few, as if there were only zero or four people.
But even so, the members of the Parkland family sitting on the left all looked ugly. Although they are now on their family's territory, these people are more like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
This is what Master saw when he walked into the hall.
During the tumultuous two hours late last night, key members of Parkland knew all too well what was going on. In those two short hours, the Parkland chaebol faced its toughest test ever. But it didn't stand firm like a hidden reef in the wind and waves like before. This time, as the soldiers group in the territory was almost dispersed and all the capable users were wiped out, the reef of Parkland, which had stood by the deep sea for thirty-five years, was finally crushed by the wind and waves.
But there were only four people who caused this disaster.
In the old days, this is unbelievable. But in this era, four fifth level ability users can indeed do this.
When the night receded quietly and the light shone on the earth, the Parkland family lost the dominance in their own territory. I am afraid there is nothing more ironic than this.
Now, under the eyes of all members. Master and the others, who must have been classified as the poor by them, sat down next to the zero class with a high attitude, and looked at each member with the eyes of a superior.
The hall was unusually quiet and the atmosphere was depressing. The old Brant sitting on the rostrum looked at all this listlessly, and then under the signal of Zero's gaze, the old man coughed dryly and said: "I'm sorry to call everyone at this time. I believe that what happened last night everyone It's very clear, so I won't beat around the bush here. To put it simply, these gentlemen and ladies including Ling used their extraordinary strength to make me submit a special application to participate in the management and operation of our family business , It needs to be emphasized that we have no bargaining chip to refuse. So today I am announcing here that these people, represented by Mr. Ling, will own 50% of the controlling stake in our chaebol. Come to the action management of our chaebol, I hope you will cooperate with their work in the future. What I want to say is this!
In the last sentence, Old Brant gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of great determination. And what he said made the family members who were already mentally prepared finally couldn't help but make a noise.
One of the fat men with a big belly stood up and shouted: "Why should we distribute our wealth to these greedy dogs!"
Before he could speak, one of Master's assistants took out a pistol, and a simple shot left a black bullet hole between the fat man's eyebrows. The fat man fell to the ground in response to the gun, his eyes wide open, as if he still couldn't believe that he died just like that.
With this shot, the noisy hall became quiet again. At this moment, Zero stood up slowly. From his golden right eye, an icy, inorganic light shot across the faces of members of the Parkland family. These people who were extremely excited just now, when they came into contact with Zero's sight, they all shivered as if they were being drenched in a gust of cold water.
"I know, you will definitely think this is unfair, and the fact is the same." Zero said coldly: "But this is not up to you to choose. Either cooperate with us, or all die here, there is no third possibility!"
This is a naked threat, a method that was completely unworkable in the old era, but it is the most effective shocking method in the new era that values individual strength. The weak depend on the strong, and in these two roles, the weak have no say. To put it another way, Zero and they only asked for half of the shares instead of all, which is already a blessing among misfortunes for the members of Parkland. Therefore, after experiencing the excitement at the beginning, and then the shock of Zero, they calmed down and could only obediently accept the fate imposed on them.
Next, there is a series of transactions of rights delivery. These things are not the director of Zero, so he gave full authority to Master*. Master is now truly the first person in Zero on the Wilderness, entering Parkland's business kingdom for him. Master will participate in the entire operation in this kingdom, and will share half of Parkland's annual profits as zero income. And in this income, according to the agreement drawn up with him before Ling, he will share 7% of the * fee.
7% may not seem like a lot, but for Japanese people, it is already a huge fortune. No one would refuse such cooperation, especially at the moment when Zero is behind the Hall of Valor. Even if Master didn't dare, there are many people who are willing to become his current role.
The delivery of power, the construction of transaction chains, effective communication and the regular transfer of funds are not things that happen overnight. It can be predicted that Master will stay in the Parkland territory for a long time, and his people will gradually join the Parkland circle. Starting today, the management of this chaebol is no longer an internal issue. In the near future, it will have many more managers from outside the family.
And even if the Dark Council forcibly took over the plutocrat, it would not be able to change the fact that Parkland's power had been dispersed.
In order to ensure the safety of Master and others, and at the same time to make old Brant submit obediently. Zero and the others took another measure, which was to take away Hein and Johansen. Hein was the most important son of old Brant. Now that Sauron passed away, Hein was almost the legal heir of old Brant without any choice. As for Johansen, although his family status was far inferior to that of Uncle Hein, he was the only young man in the direct bloodline of the family.
He represents the future and hope of the family, and he is also someone that the old Brant cannot give up.
Zero casually took these two important figures as their hostages to threaten Parkland, which was unexpected by the old Brant. Originally, he had also considered the issue of hostages, and planned to send out the useless Jester. Unexpectedly, Zero was so familiar with Parkland's family members, but in fact, this information was provided by Master.
But no matter what, the old Brant could not save the situation. So under his helpless gaze, he could only watch the two cars drive side by side and leave the Parkland Territory through the road. Two off-road vehicles, naturally Lingjiren and Master. And in the back seat of Master's car, there were Hein with a reconciled expression and Johansen shivering into a ball.
The off-road vehicle traveled south along the highway in the Blue Ridge Mountains, and when it was about 30 kilometers away from the Parkland territory, it suddenly turned to the west and drove into the bumpy wilderness. Finally, after another half an hour, the two cars stopped under an abandoned electric tower.
"Let's say goodbye here. As for Parkland, I will trouble you." Zero said lightly.
Master smiled and said: "You trust me so much? Don't you worry that I will enrich myself?"
Zero thought for a while and said, "You shouldn't be that stupid."
After a moment of silence between the two, Zero smiled, while Master was already laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe. He pointed to himself and said, "Of course, I'm not stupid enough to easily wipe out the power of a big chaebol against me. After all, you know too many things about me. If you want to take revenge, there are too many things for you to choose from, isn't it? ?"
"So, it's better to be a friend than an enemy," Zero added.
"That's right, that's it." Master patted Zero's shoulder vigorously, and then whispered: "Let me give you a little courtesy."
As soon as he finished speaking, two gunshots rang out. Ling Yi was stunned and looked towards Master's car. In the backseat, one of Master's assistants was holstering his gun. But Hein and Johnson had both been shot in the head and died!
"Why did you do that?" Zero said with a cold look.
"Relax, my friend." Master said solemnly: "I know you keep your promises, but you must understand that in this shitty age, some promises will only make you make wrong judgments."
"Like them?"
"For example, them!" Master affirmed: "If you keep these two people, you will leave too many variables for yourself. The Parkland chaebol has been established for nearly forty years, and their relationship is far from what it seems on the surface. It's that simple. It's like the roots of a big tree, with tangled branches. We just caught them off guard last night, and once they react, neither you nor I will know how many invisible enemies are around us."
Master lit a cigarette for himself, then looked at the assistant who was moving the two of Hein's bodies down and said, "If you keep these two people by your side, they will become the best insiders for those invisible enemies. Friends , I think you don't want them to be killed one day. So it's better to get rid of this kind of uncertain factor as soon as possible. As for the Parkland chaebol asking about the two of them, I will deal with it myself, and you can rest assured to do other things Let's do it."
Zero was silent. In fact, what Master said was not wrong. But if he really wants to kill two harmless lives for the crisis in theory like Master, Zero thinks he can't do it. Zero is not a benevolent person. When necessary, he can shock the enemy with cruel means. It's just that he still can't reach Master's level.
At the same time, he doesn't think Master is cruel, cruel, it's just this era.
"Don't take it to heart, friend." Master gave him a thumbs up and said, "It's all for profit."
After uttering this sentence that is deeply characteristic of this era, Master waved goodbye to Zero and walked to his own vehicle. Zero returned to the car, remained silent, let Mapei start the car, and drove him back to the wilderness of Asgard.