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The Divine Heir The End [III]
"There is no risk of commercial fraud, and there are no problems with the government. It is great value for money... So can we grab it?" Irving was still a little confused. From what Quentin said, it seemed that these pieces of land belonged to Warren. Why was this so?"Haha, Irving, I understand what you mean! The reason why these plots of land have not been sold yet is because their requirements are high - they must take over several plots of land at the same time, and the full amount must be paid within one week after signing the contract!""You know," Quentin added proudly, "most of the real estate companies in New York City are small in scale and rely on bank loans to survive. Only a few can come up with so much cash at once! But we can do it! There are more than 200 million dollar in the account of the headquarters now. Excluding the 200 million dollar, the rest is enough to support it until the end of the month, and the subsequent loans of nearly 100 million dollar should be av
The Divine Heir The End [IV]
Five years later, Irving boarded a plane to Las Vegas. Accompanying him was his wife, Linda. The occasion was the opening ceremony of his new company, Irvinda.Linda was very excited to be able to travel with Irving and not have to stay at home alone. Because she had been helping him for the launching of the company, she was very tired and soon became very sleepy.She stopped talking and fell asleep not long after the plane took off. She was sleeping soundly, probably feeling uncomfortable, and slowly leaned her head on his shoulder.Amid the roar of the plane, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair, and seeing her long eyelashes occasionally fluttering in her sleep, irving felt very at peace and leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.After the new company was opened, Irving spent an afternoon with Jillian in the Vegas office to hold a development and report meeting for the company's senior management. Silverstone Real Estate had completely got on the right track. With suffic
The Divine Heir Pitiful Situations
Irving Smiths stood in front of a window in his apartment, and scenes of his father giving him the seemingly life-hindering instructions were replayed in his mind. "My son, you must study antique appraisal and restoration. And most importantly, keep this ancestral treasure appraisal secret book. It will be of great use in the future..." Looking at the hospital bill of twenty thousand dollar on his broken phone, Irving punched the window frame hard. "Dad! I have been harmed by the dream you lay on my shoulders, all my life!" Three years, from his graduation to his working life, Irving had always stuck to the antiques industry. The dream of his father. His other classmates had long since changed careers and were earning over ten thousand dollar a month. Even when he was not making money, he was still trying to stick to his father's dream. But this time he really couldn't hold on to this dream any longer. He really needed a better paying job, or that would be the ending of him. His s
The Divine Heir Kill The Weak Bastard
Head hurts. What happened just now? In the chaos, it took quite some time before Irving slowly woke up. There was a whizzing sound in his ears, as if someone was talking, but he couldn't hear the words clearly. Everything seemed to be hovering on the line of death. "The secret book is now unsealed. You are the chosen one. I hope you will live up to everyone's expectations and carry forward the art of health and treasure appraisal of your bloodline." The voice slowly became clearer, which shocked Irving a little. "This…" Just when Irving was feeling confused, Linard's majestic voice rang out again: "Why, weren't you very good at fighting just now? Why are you laying on the ground motionless now? Bah, you loser!" "What...." Irving muttered silently under his breath, his body still motionless. "Get up quickly. Don't pretend to be dead here. I won't let you off this easily!" Linard looked at Irving's confused eyes and became even more angry. He felt that the person in front of him d
The Divine Heir The Marrage Agreement Is Over
Julion who was laying on the ground, took a deep look at Irving and wondered how this kid could dare to resist now when he was usually submissive to them?"Irving!" Linard frowned at Irving, his face was unsightly. A few seconds later, he turned to the woman with a smile. "Haha, distinguished lady, please don't listen to this boy's words. When we were playing around just now, we hit him a little harder, and now he is holding a grudge...""A little heavier?" When Irving heard this, he laughed coldly. He took a deep look at the blood on the ground and said lightly. "Do you even know what that means? Look at the floor and tell me if that is a little heavier." The woman followed Irving's gaze, and she frowned when she saw the scene.The ground was full of broken fragments and mottled bloodstains. Since the shelves had been knocked over, it was really difficult to find them without looking carefully.The woman's pupils shrank further. No wonder the smell of blood in the air was so strong
The Divine Heir The Yellow Marigold Vase
Tired and hungry, he dragged his feet, looking around for any pawn shop. He needed food, he needed money. After locating one, he sold the chain for one thousand dollar and left. His mind wandered off to his newly acquired ability. Now that he had the privilege to distinguish between original and fake products, should he still worried about not making any money? Irving smiled, turned around immediately, and walked towards the ghost market, the largest and most scattered antique market in the city. He would eat later. It was still early in the day when Irving arrived here. This time, the crowd was naturally noisy. "Young man, look at this, this is authentic blue and white porcelain. I'll sell it to you at the lowest price. You'll definitely make a profit!" "Don't listen to his nonsense. This painting of mine is priceless. As long as you are willing to pay for it, you will definitely earn back your money tenfold." "Come and take a look, original emeralds are on sale at a bargain pri
The Divine Heir True Appraisal Skills
"Are you the one to teach me or the young lady?" Irving said calmly. Now that he had a treasure appraisal skills, he was absolutely not afraid of anyone making moves against him when it comes to antiques assessments. "I'll be glad to take on either of you." When everyone heard what Irving said, they started talking again. "This kid must have been emboldened by his ambition." "This is the eldest daughter of the Griffiths family. She's at the top of the appraisal ladder." "The Griffiths family is a famous family." "He dares to scold and challenge Miss Gwendolyn in front of so many people. I think he is hopeless." The eyes of the people around him were filled with mockery and pity. "Say it again if you dare!" Gwendolyn frowned, her tone full of arrogance and dissatisfaction. "If it's a challenge you want, then I'm up for it." Irving said lightly. "Do you think you're the only one with appraisal skills? I think you are just lucky." Gwendolyn mocked. Irving frowned. "Do you thi
The Divine Heir The Appraisal Summit [I]
The people watching the excitement around were all talking, mocking Gwendolyn.Listening to the voices of the people around her, Gwendolyn was very agitated, her face flushed with embarrassment, but she still pretended to be calm and spoke calmly. "May I have your name?""My name is Irving." Irving smiled lightly, then asked. "Isn't it time for you to give me the money, Ms Gwendolyn?Gwendolyn was so angry that she trembled all over, threw the notes directly in Irving's face, turned around and wanted to leave this embarrassing place quickly. But the old man next to her stopped her. The boy in front of her was a talented person. His ability to identify treasures was so strong that he would one day shine."My little friend, this is my business card. If you have anything to do in the future, come to me anytime. The young lady is young and energetic. Please forgive her." Old man Zachary gave Irving a small rectangular card. "Looking at your appearance, you must have just graduated, right?