Later, Urey called Edgar to his side, asking him whether he knew the two guests he had just seen.
But Edgar showed a blank expression, saying, "Sir, did any guests come here just now? Why don't I remember? "
Forgot.
Completely forgot … Not only Edgar, but even the beautiful maid who shaved his beard and the strong bodyguard who worked as a part-time driver in the manor said they didn't see anyone come here.
Urey sat in the study room and stared blankly. But even though it was a study room, it was decorated like a palace.
Beside him was the seal that was said to be able to use all the assets belonging to the heir of the Typica Family, as well as 15% of the total assets of the family.
"Edgar … How much is my personal assets?" Urey asked subconsciously.
"Sir, your personal assets are nearly 4.1 billion euros."
"Family … What about the family?"
"I'm afraid it will take some time to get an accurate figure from the new accounting." Edgar said respectfully, "Sir, the international market is always changing. The specific statistics should be done at the family banquet at the end of the year. But the statistics last year was 75.4 billion euros. "
15% … 75.4 billion … euros …
Urey had to wipe his face with both hands to calm himself down. Edgar, however, did his duty well and said, "Sir, are you not feeling well? Do you need a doctor? "
Oh … There was a private doctor in the manor.
"No, I want to be alone. You can go out first. "Urey calmed down and said.
Edgar nodded, his hands were on his thighs, and he slightly bent down, leaving the study room straightly.
Urey subconsciously pinched his eyebrows, lying on the back of the chair, looking up at the ceiling pendant … Such a pendant, with the salary he used to work in the art gallery, it might take him eight to ten years or even more to afford it.
But.
"Only one month's time …"
Urey slowly closed his eyes — Because he knew that such a month of extreme luxury was exchanged with almost everything he had.
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…
In the building, Anna waited for the elevator to show the number of the floor she needed to reach.
Ding —!
She walked out of the elevator, but there were already two men guarding the elevator. The two men skilfully scanned her body with the scanner from front to back.
But she seemed a little dissatisfied. "Do I need to do this every time?"
"Miss Anna, you should know that apart from Sir's family, everyone has to go through this step," one of them said calmly.
The other one said indifferently, "That's enough, Miss Anna. Mr. Efim is already waiting for you inside. "
Anna chuckled and playfully said, "Fortunately, when I was sleeping with your boss, you weren't watching from the side. Otherwise, I think even if your boss was as strong as a brown bear, I wouldn't be able to get high."
They pretended not to hear him.
They returned to the left and right sides of the elevator, like statues.
Anya retracted her gaze and walked into the high-tech room. The glass walls in the room were almost 180 degrees, and the height of the building was high enough for her to have a broad view.
"You're back."
At this time, a stout … fat middle-aged man slowly walked down the spiral staircase leading to the upper floor.
"Has it been settled?" He continued.
Anna flipped her hair with a seductive smile. She suddenly reached out her finger and slowly pressed it on her chest … She slowly moved it down and paused, "Here, here … and here, three bullets."
Efim just glanced at it indifferently, then nodded and walked to the bar. He suddenly said, "How much was that guy's original offer?"
"10 million Euros."
Efim listened with no expression, as if he had just heard it.
He took out two glasses and uncorked the bottle. After pouring two glasses of wine, he walked to Anna and handed her a glass. "You should mourn for him, Miss Anna."
Anna smiled, gently touching the glass in her hand with Efim's, "Isn't it us?"
"It's a pity that Urey died like this." Efim shrugged, "But I don't like disobedient guys. Come here, I'll show you something. "
Saying this, Efim walked to the corner of the room — the corner in front of the glass curtain wall.
There was a shelf here, and the shelf was covered with a white cloth. Anna seemed to know what it was, and her eyes lit up.
"Open it."
But Efim walked to the sofa next to him.
Anna took a step forward and lifted the white cloth on the shelf. It was The Unknown Maiden.
Anna's eyes flashed with a trace of infatuation. She stretched out her finger and gently slid down the frame of the painting, "It's so beautiful … this is the art gallery's … nameless girl."
"No."
Unexpectedly, Efim said indifferently, "This was painted by Urey."
Anna gave a start. She couldn't help but frown, turning around and looking at the Moscow tycoon, "Urey?"
Efim chuckled, "That's why I said it's a pity that Urey died."
Anna still frowned, seeming to think of something, subconsciously saying, "Are you going to auction this fake in the auction the day after tomorrow?"
"Who said it's fake?" Efim said slowly, "The painting was stolen from the art gallery by F&C, and now F&C put it up for auction, so it's real."
"I know what's a pity."
Anna walked to Efim with a charming smile. She even took off her high-heeled shoes and finally sat on Efim, "You should have a lot of 'The Nameless Girl'. I really shouldn't let Urey die like this … because he really did it. "
She originally thought that Efim would sell the real stolen painting at the auction, and then use the fake created by Urey to find a group of people who didn't know the art but got rich, and make a lot of money.
But she didn't expect that — Urey could pass off the fake as the real one and make an almost perfect imitation.
Even just now, if Efim didn't say it himself, she … she would have been cheated.
Since he could cheat her, he could naturally cheat most of the collectors … no, all of them.
Not most of them.
"I'm really sorry." Anna's eyes turned, lowering her head and still smiling charmingly, "I think I should make it up to you."
But Efim said, "No, just help me to bid for the auction the day after tomorrow. I have an appointment to have dinner with someone. I'll go out soon. "
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…
"Let me go! Let me go!! Let me go! Do you know who I am? How dare you lock me up here? I want to see your president! Let me go! "
Someone shouted in the police station.
So the young agent Yelgo, who had just come back after working hard for a long time because of the art gallery, couldn't help but frown and ask his colleague, "What's wrong with this guy?"
"God knows, this guy was caught stealing in a convenience store … He said he's the descendant of a noble family, the heir of a big family, and wants to see our president … I'm the descendant of the Tsar! Haha! "
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