Reborn as a Noble's Son-Chapter 916 - 872 A Small Request

Chapter 916: Chapter 872: A Small Request

Chapter 916 -872: A Small Request

The visitor was about thirty years old, give or take, but to Nie Zhenbang, all foreigners looked more or less the same. To him, there wasn’t much difference between someone in their fifties and someone in their twenties—they all looked similar.

This person naturally exuded an air of refinement. It was clear from his clothes and overall attire that they were from the workshops of Milan City.

At his side, Qusaid spoke softly, “Nie, this is Joseph Yi Xin from the presidential family of Yi Xin. He’s the current President’s eldest son, thirty-five years old. However, Joseph has no love for politics and has always kept himself out of the political sphere. He owns many businesses within our Starmoon Nation and is the country’s wealthiest man. Due to his indifference to politics, he maintains good relations with every family. We must show him due respect.”

Through the translator, Nie Zhenbang also felt surprised. Zhao Xinglong was already an exceptional figure, but he did not expect to meet another such extraordinary person in Starmoon Nation.

Extending his hand, Nie Zhenbang smiled and said, “I’m honored to meet you, Mr. Yi Xin. I believe you will be able to give me a satisfactory answer.”

Joseph was also very pleased. After Ivanov got KO’d, Joseph Yi Xin became interested in Nie Zhenbang. Now, seeing the boxer belonged to this group of Eastern leaders, Joseph too was quite surprised, and his curiosity intensified.

Reaching out for a handshake, he then said, “Just call me Joseph. That’s how my friends address me. Mister Nie, if it’s okay with you, how about we have a drink at my bar?”

Nie Zhenbang contemplated briefly before nodding, “Of course, it would be my honor.”

Turning, Nie Zhenbang looked toward Emerson, who was pale with anger, and said, “Respected Master Emerson, I believe you are a man of honesty and integrity. I’ll see you in three days.”

Joseph’s bar was indeed his own. The decor and design were crafted to the standards of the most luxurious international bars, but intriguingly, there were no customers, only the soothing strains of blues music.

The staff, the bartenders, and all the bar’s amenities were fully in place. Joseph, clearly proud and generous, introduced with a smile, “Nie, this is my bar. I like this kind of atmosphere, but I don’t enjoy crowded places, so I had this exclusive bar tailor-made for myself.”

“Louis, bring out my treasured collection,” he ordered.

As a bartender named Louis fetched the bottle, Joseph introduced him, “This is Louis, my personal bartender. From France, he’s an excellent mixer. Try this Louis XIII of mine, acquired from a collector.”

Nie Zhenbang laughed and responded, “Joseph, you are the true connoisseur. Alcohol is precious because it’s worth tasting. To just collect it is totally missing the point.”

The exchange with Joseph proved to be quite successful. Although brief, lasting just two hours, Joseph’s genteel demeanor and confident style was something not easily imitated; even if someone tried, it would come across as contrived. It’s a kind of pride that comes from deep within, from the lineage of the number one family.

Making a good connection with Joseph was necessary. Gaining recognition from Yi Xin’s family could have an immeasurable impact on his plans.

Thus, the conversation flowed naturally, and the two hit it off quite well.

The three days passed in the blink of an eye, but as the Sun set on the third day, Nie Zhenbang had not received the one billion US Dollars from Emerson.

This situation made Qusaid very anxious, almost to the point of losing his composure. At exactly eight o’clock in the evening, he burst into Nie Zhenbang’s room.

Slamming down onto the sofa, he exclaimed angrily, “Nie, we’ve been played, that damn Emerson tricked us.”

“Qusaid, compose yourself, maintain your dignity, you’re the third in line to the Osman family, you should be reserved,” Nie Zhenbang said calmly. Over the past few days, Qusaid’s relationship with Nie Zhenbang had grown rapidly. Qusaid now had complete admiration for Nie Zhenbang.

After a pause, Nie Zhenbang stood up, smiling, “Qusaid, call Joseph and tell him that I’d like to invite him to a good show tonight. Also, Qusaid, you should know where Emerson lives, right?”

Emerson standing him up was something Nie Zhenbang had already anticipated. One billion dollars was a figure that Emerson could not fulfill. Even the sum of Emerson’s total assets was only about equivalent to this amount, with more than half being fixed assets, which could not possibly be liquidated in three days. Moreover, Nie Zhenbang was certain that Emerson would definitely not seek help from his family.

In every prominent family, whether domestic or abroad, it is the same. Even the rightful heir would not wish to seek help in such a situation, for seeking help is akin to giving up the position of heir. No one is willing to do this.

Therefore, when Qusaid came and spoke those words, Nie Zhenbang showed no surprise. Moreover, in these three days, Nie Zhenbang had done his homework. The night he returned, Nie Zhenbang had arranged for the travel department and the information department to follow Emerson, and now, they had discovered Emerson’s exact address.

Emerson was indeed bold; he did not leave Busa City but instead settled down in a villa here. Presumably, Emerson was confident that Nie Zhenbang would not dare to do anything to him.

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In Busa City, in the Southern Suburb by Devil’s Cave, Joseph showed a face full of apologies. As soon as he saw Nie Zhenbang, he came up to greet him, smiling as he said, “Nie, I’m terribly sorry. I had not expected Emerson to be so untrustworthy. Don’t worry, tonight, I will help you find him. I’ll take over all of his properties, and for the ten billion US dollars, I guarantee you won’t be short a penny.”

As soon as Joseph stopped speaking, Nie Zhenbang simply smiled and shook his head, saying, “Joseph, my friend, let’s not discuss this for now. Next, I’d like you to watch a good show with me.”

Under Nie Zhenbang’s arrangement, as night fell, the motorcade quickly made its way to Emerson’s villa in Busa City.

Emerson’s villa was actually more like a private manor, located on Nanding Mountain in the suburbs of Busa City, with nearly half of the mountain enclosed by Emerson.

As the convoy neared Nanding Mountain, they parked in a single file alongside the road, shutting off their engines and turning off their lights. Looking up at the brightly lit villa on the mountain top, Nie Zhenbang smiled and said, “Joseph, what’s coming next will be the real show.”

After speaking, Nie Zhenbang turned to Wu Li beside him and said, “Little Wu, I’ll leave the next actions to you. I hope the battle can be resolved within half an hour. Any issues with that?”

At that moment, Wu Li felt an unprecedented excitement. As a former guard from the security bureau, he had skills but never the opportunity to use them. Now, following Nie Zhenbang to the Huaxia Group, Wu Li found his job had completely changed.

This excitement was beyond words. He immediately nodded and said, “Boss, please be assured, we have thoroughly scouted the Nanding Mountain Manor. There are a total of two hundred and twenty-one surveillance cameras installed here; we have everything under control. Rest assured, Boss, in half an hour, we will ensure you can be drinking tea in the manor’s living room.”

With a wave of his hand, Wu Li led his accompanying team of ten members from the travel department, plus two from the information department. Additionally, over these three days, Zhōu Kūn had sent another ten people over. More than twenty individuals vanished into the darkness.

This kind of waiting was torturous, but Joseph appeared to be quite interested, his gaze fixed on Nanding Mountain, fascinated by the Eastern man Nie. He found Nie Zhenbang to be an exceptionally outstanding individual, and that was the real reason why Joseph looked at him differently.

About twenty minutes later, the gate to Nanding Mountain Manor suddenly opened, and an electric cart approached with Wu Li on board. He waved his hand, and Nie Zhenbang smiled and said, “Joseph, please, let’s go inside.”

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The group was impressive as they entered the manor. The car stopped at the majestic villa entrance. Stepping into the living room, they saw Emerson sitting on the sofa with a gloomy expression, flanked by members of the travel department.

As soon as he saw Emerson, Qusaid immediately exclaimed, “Emerson, you bitch. Do you know? I knew you were up to tricks. What? You’re not planning to pay the one billion dollars anymore?”

Joseph also shook his head. The act of kicking someone when they’re down was not uncommon among elite families; although Joseph was well-liked, this time Emerson really acted disgracefully. He had made a promise, and yet he failed to keep his word. It was as if he didn’t regard him at all.

Joseph also spoke up, “Emerson, I am deeply disappointed. At this moment, you’ve abandoned me, forgotten our friendship, our sincerity and trust.”

Nie Zhenbang didn’t speak but looked around. All security personnel had been controlled by the travel department members. There were no casualties, and Nie Zhenbang was quite satisfied, worthy of the carefully selected elite troops.

Here, Nie Zhenbang was like the master of the house, leisurely taking a seat opposite Emerson and smiling, “Emerson, we meet again.”

At this moment, Emerson had a look of indignation on his face as he looked up at Nie Zhenbang and said, “Eastern man, one billion dollars…”

He didn’t finish speaking when Nie Zhenbang interrupted, “Emerson, no rush, we don’t have to hurry with the matter of the billion dollars. Now, I have a proposal, Emerson. If you agree to a small request of mine, then the debt of the billion dollars can be completely written off. What do you think?” (