Chapter 692

"No need to find others; my three families will take this business. The Duke of Dingguo's Mansion takes twenty percent, and my three families will take the remaining eighty percent!"

"Although eight hundred thousand taels of silver is a lot, my three families can scrape it together; we can afford it!"

Lu Zhen's heroic voice rang out, and Qin Zhenguo and Zhao Ponu nodded one after another.

They still had some real estate in their mansions, plus their past accumulations and rewards; by selling off some assets, they could still come up with the money.

Although they were optimistic about the club project, the three of them were even more optimistic about Gao Yang himself.

A Minister of Revenue who hadn't even reached his capping ceremony, a high-ranking official in the Empress's eyes—this alone was enough for them to increase their stakes.

Not to mention Gao Yang's way of doing business and manipulating hearts; the possibility of losing money was extremely small.

Plus, they were already close to the Duke of Dingguo; they had figured this business out from the moment Gao Yang sent people to their mansions.

No matter how much money it was, they had to invest!

Sometimes, relationships are more important than business; of course, being able to make some money on the side is naturally even better!

"Forty percent of the profits have already been discussed with one party, so I'm afraid that won't work," Gao Yang said.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhen became angry and said, "Who dares to monopolize forty percent?"

"My three families are only splitting forty percent of the profits, and someone is eating forty percent in one go? Kid, give me her name, and I'll have a good talk with her."

Zhao Ponu also nodded and said, "That's right, you brat, you didn't do this part properly; what, are you worried that we old guys don't have the silver?"

"A lean camel is bigger than a horse!"

Gao Yang rubbed his nose and then said, "Grandpa Lu, the one monopolizing forty percent is Her Majesty; Her Majesty provided a piece of land next to the Imperial Palace and also bestowed the 'Royal Number One' brand, so she took forty percent."

"Do you want to have a talk with Her Majesty?"

Lu Zhen: "..."

Qin Zhenguo: "..."

Zhao Ponu: "..."

The few of them were like someone who had just received a grand health care at their peak, and they fell silent.

But immediately, they realized the key point.

Wu Zhao was also involved.

Next to the Imperial Palace!

The Imperial brand!

Isn't this just picking up money?

Just hesitating about this was a sign of disrespect to the silver!

"The Old Duke and I still have things to do; Yourong, you talk about the rest."

"Chumo! The rest is up to you!"

"Ritian! The rest is up to you!"

After speaking, the few of them stood up directly and looked at Gao Tianlong.

Soon, they arrived at the back hall, and maidservants served cups of fine tea.

Qin Zhenguo sighed, "Old Duke, how on earth did your grandson become so enlightened? We've been friends for thirty years; you must not hide this method!"

Lu Zhen also nodded and said, "This brat, apart from being a bit vengeful, a bit lecherous, a bit greedy for money, and a bit poisonous, is otherwise impeccable!"

Gao Tianlong felt a wave of pleasure in his heart; he twisted his beard and said, "I've thought about it carefully; there's nothing else, just beating him!"

"Take a fan-sized hand, take a foot, a ruler, a stick, and beat him fiercely!"

For a moment, Qin Zhenguo and Zhao Ponu all fell into deep thought.

"..."

Two hours later.

Lu Zhen and his party also left the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion, and both sides reached a satisfactory cooperation.

Gao Yang was also rubbing his stomach, feeling a bit hungry, so he planned to eat something casual and then take a nap; he simply ate some braised pork knuckle, shrimp with imperial sauce, first-grade bird's nest, deer tendon with jade slices, and crystal bear paw.

After eating a little, Gao Yang picked his teeth and walked toward the backyard.

Just as he arrived in front of his small courtyard, he saw Gao Changwen standing at the door looking pitiful, with a bundle of thorns on his back.

As soon as he saw Gao Yang, Gao Changwen immediately looked over, grimacing in pain.

"Brother..."

Gao Yang raised an eyebrow and said, "Where did you get this 'bearing thorns to ask for punishment' act?"

"Brother, I was wrong; I shouldn't have handed Father a stick when he was angry, and such a thick stick at that..."

Gao Yang got angry just thinking about it; he sneered and said, "You don't know you were wrong; you just know you can't go to the club anymore."

A few words laid bare the essence of the matter.

Gao Changwen revealed an embarrassed look.