Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 152 I heard that your family has an invisibility cloak passed down from ancestors

He Songling was just about to drink some water to relax, but when he heard Henry's words, he sprayed water all over the floor.

He had forgotten about this. There is a serious polarization in mathematics among the British. Those who are good at it can win the Fields Medal, but most of them can only count on their fingers without a calculator.

If you meet someone who can quickly and accurately calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 100 in his mind without a calculator while shopping in a British supermarket, he may be the winner of the Fields Medal.

In this era, there were no calculators, and magic was obviously not the magic of the old Chinese, and could not assist in arithmetic. Asking Henry to calculate the percentage of five million or tens of millions was obviously a bit too difficult for him.

"No wonder there are no strange magic techniques in Europe. It's much more reasonable." He Songling complained to Zhang Zhiwei.

There was no other choice, so the two Orientals used pen and paper to recalculate for Henry.

Henry felt that it made sense, but this man used to be a high-ranking official. Although he was kind-hearted, his IQ was not low. What's more, this was something his own son had tinkered with, so it would not be a problem for him to keep some profits for his family.

"Five percent is too little. My family needs at least fifteen percent. After all, you know, the core of this thing is in my son's hands, and you know the distribution channel in the magic world..."

Henry wanted to say that the two Orientals were not as deeply rooted as his own family, but when he turned around and saw Taber standing next to him and laughing, he swallowed the words back and said, "Anyway, my son should own at least 15% of the shares."

"That's not how it works, Brother Henry..."

He Songling began a verbal battle with Henry.

These two men, one is a profiteer trained in the East, and the other is a magic official in the West. It can be said that they are evenly matched.

In the end, under the witness of Taber, it was decided that Frémont would hold 14% of the shares, temporarily entrusted to Henry as guardian; Taber would hold 6% of the shares, and as he had no offspring, he promised to donate it to Flamel College.

The European Magic Association holds 15% of the shares and acts as a supervisory agent.

The rest of the shares would be shared with ordinary people, such as local big capitalists like Ismay. In the end, only 30% would fall into the hands of the Nisheng Group.

The Ni Sheng Group also includes shares of Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, Joseph, Trinity Sect, Boss Li, Boss Zhao, and others.

Although he did not travel through time to make money, He Songling still felt that he had suffered a great loss as he watched the theoretical profit he could get continue to decline.

"Henry, you have to thank me very much." He Songling patted Henry on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, yes, you are very good to my child." Henry knew that he was getting a bargain by getting 14% of the shares. This is the importance of vision. If it were someone else, he might think that He Songling had taken advantage of him.

"There's something you have to promise me."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"I heard that your family has an invisibility cloak passed down from ancestors..."

"go out!"

"Dangdang!"

The door was slammed shut and the three of them stood outside staring at each other.

"Old He, hahaha, don't you boast about your intelligence? If you don't boast about it, can you accomplish anything? Hahahaha!" Zhang Zhiwei was overjoyed. Taber didn't care about the invisibility cloak at all, and reminded him: "If you can't get all three holy artifacts, you can't do research, otherwise you can give me the resurrection stone now."

"Okay, okay, you two are really disloyal." He Songling scratched his hair, "How come Old Deng changes his face so quickly!"

"Nonsense, you come to someone's house with your two stinky dollars and ask for their heirloom. It's strange that they are happy with it."

Zhang Zhiwei curled his lips and said, "If you had been more generous when negotiating the shares just now, and had given in if you could, it would have been fine. But with your stingy character, do you expect others to be grateful to you and give you the heirloom?"

"Oh, that's right!"

He Songling felt that there was something wrong with his mentality. He had been in too much contact with these capitalists in the secular world and had become a materialistic person.

He is alone, he feeds his family, what's the point of having so much money? Isn't it enough for him to squander? Just like just now, he was sad about the reduction of his shares in the shampoo company. In fact, for the secret of becoming an immortal, what's wrong with giving all his share to Fremont?

Can a few stinky pounds compare to the secrets of the gods?

"You're right. After this incident, I need to find Zuo Rutong to practice again." Being too detached from the world is not good, so Zhang Jingqing drove Zhang Zhiwei down the mountain; but being too involved in the world is obviously not the way to practice, so He Songling has to find Zuo Rutong to practice again.

"But cultivation is cultivation, and we can talk about that later. What should we do now?"

"What are you going to do? Let's go." Zhang Zhiwei pointed to the distance, "They don't want to give their things to you, but you still go and force them to give them to them? Do you think Taber and I will let you?"

Taber didn't say anything, but moved closer to the middle, blocking He Songling's sight, and his attitude was clear.

"What do you two think I am?" He Songling sighed. Even if his mind was corrupted by those unscrupulous businessmen, he was still a positive character, so he wouldn't become Quan Xing.

"I mean, can you think of a way to get this person to talk to me again?"

"Give him all the shares."

"It's no use giving it to him. I didn't give it to him before, but now I give it to him. He will think I'm here for his heirloom." He Songling sighed: "Henry already thinks I'm a profiteer. A profiteer will give up his interests without hesitation, which must represent greater interests. He is not stupid."

"Then try to please him." Taber suggested, "This child seems to be very interested in potions and loves his family very much. Do you have any ideas?"

"That's a good idea." He Songling thought about it. Although Henry might not have any desires, there was one thing that was not much different between the East and the West, and that was that parents would always think about their children.

There may be differences in the details, but if it is good for the child, most people will not refuse.

"Hey, Henry, how about a deal? Your child has a great talent for potions. When he goes to school, I will take him to study in the East for two years to learn the potion-mixing techniques of the top masters in the East. How do you think?"

He Songling knocked on the door and shouted, "Besides, Taber and I are also familiar with each other. I know you are the only school, and all the students are Taber's students. But according to Eastern tradition, I will try to get Taber to accept your son as a personal disciple, with private one-on-one teaching. How do you think?"

"Why am I still here..."

"Shut up." Before Taber could finish his words, He Songling interrupted him: "You don't want to not get the resurrection stone and not see your sister, do you?"

(End of this chapter)