Markov actually saw the opportunity this time. Three months ago, a famous mansion in London was for sale. This huge mansion, the Holy Immortal Lace Manor, was left by an ancient royal noble in the 19th century. In addition to the mansion itself, it is an ancient castle-like building and priceless outside the city, the mansion is filled with countless precious antiques and artworks. Any plate for eating can be auctioned at a world auction house for a high price of millions of euros, not to mention those rare famous paintings and sculptures.
Due to the years of fiscal deficit of the British government, the government is no longer able to continue to maintain the ancient house. So with the approval of the royal family, the government intends to sell the ancient house to the public.
But the British felt that selling things from their royal family was a shame. The government neither wanted to continue to pay a huge annual maintenance fee, nor did it want these rare cultural relics to leave the territory of Great Britain. Therefore, the relevant departments made a very fussy decision. If the buyer wants to buy, he must buy the ancient house and everything including all the items in the ancient house. Moreover, the new owner of the ancient house can choose to settle in the UK. All the items in the ancient house are not allowed to be transferred. If the cultural relics inside are to be brought out of the country, they must be registered with the relevant departments, and the number must not exceed three at a time.
It is not difficult to guess that the British government released the news for a few months, and no one was willing to buy it. There are rich people in the world who are willing to spend such a large sum of money to buy a medieval castle, but most of these rich people like to collect and show off, allowing them to place their collections in other countries. What they can't stand at this time is like marrying a beautiful woman, but still living in their parents' home after getting married. Every time they want to do something, they have to go to their mother-in-law's home. Which man would agree?
The British government was troubled by the continuous expenditure of monthly expenses, so it had to cut prices again and again. But the good news came half a month ago. A wealthy, mysterious rich man from the East sold the mansion. The news suddenly caused a great sensation in the upper class in London. The noble gentlemen and ladies were looking forward to it with great curiosity and desire. The new owner of the mansion came to London. The owner came from the ancient East, which added an infinite sense of mystery to everyone's hearts.
But after half a month, the new owner of the mansion did not appear. The curious enthusiasm of the nobles not only did not decline, but became even higher. In the upper class, almost every club and every banquet was talking about this matter. It can be seen that the owner of the Holy Immortal Lace Manor spent such a large sum of money to sell the ancient house, but did not take a look after it for half a month. This is enough to show that the other party's wealth, and perhaps this amount of money was not taken seriously by the other party at all.
It is this that greatly won the favor of the British. In their opinion, this is the demeanor of a true aristocratic person. Yes, they even belittled themselves. As a descendant of the ancient Chinese emperor, what is the British house with a few old paintings and old statues?
Finally, on a clear afternoon, a private plane slowly landed at Royal International Airport in the UK. Lin Chen was wearing a black suit, with exquisite silk flowers on his left chest, a silver bracelet extended from the middle of the buttons, holding a short cane in his hand, and was about to walk down the gangway. Behind him, there were six men in bright clothes and handsome appearances. What's strange is that each of these six people was more handsome than Lin Chen, but they just used their expressions and behaviors to set off Lin Chen's light. The handsome appearance of these six followers further demonstrated the dignity of Lin Chen's status.
Although Lin Chen arrived in London this time and told the relevant British departments in advance to keep it confidential, the news that the rich man from the mysterious East, the owner of the Holy Immortal Lace Manor, had finally arrived in the UK, spreading wildly in the upper class. A large number of media reporters rushed to the airport early to wait, while the young men and ladies who were idle in the upper class were waiting in front of the TV, hoping to see the true appearance of the mysterious nobleman in the east for the first time.
However, as soon as Lin Chen poked his head out, he immediately shrank back and cursed in his stomach that these British men who were not good at doing things had attracted so many reporters. Are you afraid that the Chinese government will not find him? If this news spreads, I am afraid that the Chinese government will send super-powered soldiers across the ocean to chase him the next day.
Lin Chen looked around and reached out to grab a napkin from the table where he had just had lunch and wrapped it around his face. Several followers looked at him in amazement. Lin Chen said to the people with angrily, "Listen, when you get off the plane, just say me, the descendants of this ancient emperor have caused the cold due to the hardship of the journey. Do you understand?"
Several people nodded in confusion, Lin Chen let out a sigh, and took off his sunglasses from the face of a bodyguard behind him, making sure no one recognized his appearance, and then walked out of the cabin.
A flash light flashed immediately below. Lin Chen faced the surprised eyes of the reporters and waved to everyone with a smile. Of course, no one could see if he didn't smile. Lin Chen saw Jiang Tianye and the four of them in suits mixed in the crowd, and seemed out of place with the reporters carrying long spears and short cannons around him.
An ancient Oriental monk, well, a modern high school student, suddenly turned into a noble who sensation the upper class of the British. Although Lin Chen had received training in various etiquettes in the upper class before coming, and even made up for countless knowledge about economy, politics and art, he still had difficulty coping with this scene at this moment. Fortunately, he had been in Russia for the past two months of his stay in Russia and spoke smoothly (why not speak Russian, of course, English is simpler than Russian, and it is the common language in this world). He accepted interviews with several reporters and said a lot of words praising Britain for its lack of nutrition. He got into the car waiting to pick him up, loosened his tie, cursed him, and spoke a long breath.
Jiang Tianye and the other four followed him into the car. Lin Chen's bodyguard immediately showed a vigilant expression and his hand couldn't help but reach into his arms. Lin Chen patted the other person's shoulder and smiled, "Relax, relax, these are all my friends. Okay, drive quickly, let's leave this damn airport, these damn reporters."
"Brother Chen, when did you become the focus of the British media?" Jiang Tianye did not hide his mouth from surprise. "How did these reporters know that you came to the UK? Did you notify them in advance, I am confused. What are we here for this time?"