berlin light

Chapter 3 The New Owners of Hoffman Estates

Regardless of the principal's persuasion, Edward must drop out of school.

The principal doesn't want this talented student to leave just like that. He will graduate in more than a year. Although the students who study art are deviant, Dehua is obviously not that kind of person. His grades are very good. I don't know what happened suddenly. Want to quit school.

It was fruitless to persuade the principal to discuss with him, and finally handled the suspension procedures for him, which would be more convenient in case he wanted to continue his studies in the future.

After leaving school, Edward went to make up the bank card immediately, and was immediately stunned by the numbers inside.

"Damn it, children from rich families have so much pocket money. 5 euros a month are remitted to Edward's card without any change. He hasn't spent a penny. The balance of this card is as high as 170 million euros."

This has to be exchanged for tens of millions of RMB. Many people can't earn so much in their lifetime, but this money is Edward University's pocket money for more than two years. The world of the rich is really unimaginable.

Fortunately, his predecessor didn't bother to spend his family's money, so now it's even cheaper for him.

Seeing his own image in the window on the street, Edward couldn't help frowning, it was too sloppy, the hair was messy, the beard was unshaven, the clothes on his body were old, the jeans were washed and discolored, and he was born to be good surface.

Casually entered a few big brand stores, and when he came out, Edward was completely new. Although his hair was still disheveled, wearing these Dior Audis immediately transformed him from a poor college student into a promising young man trapped in love. Women on the road frequently bet on him. look.

"I need a haircut!"

After making up his mind, Edward entered the first barbershop he saw.

This is a traditional barbershop with older barbers.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see the towel on the customer's face, the chin is full of foam, and the gray-haired barber is shaving with a folding razor.

This should not be able to meet his request. Edward turned around and wanted to leave. A young man with a towel on his shoulder came out of the inner room: "Do you want a haircut?"

"Ah."

Edward hesitated and sat down on the chair.

After helping him to cover the cloth, the young barber whispered: "This shop belongs to my father. I have suggested to him to change the way of operation, but he just doesn't listen. Many young people like you will immediately come in. leave."

"Ha ha."

Edward really likes this kind of shop with a sense of age, mainly because he is afraid that the shopkeeper will not be able to cut the effect he wants.

Seeing Edward being perfunctory, the young barber asked, "How do you want to cut it, this kind of long hair is not easy to manage."

"Yeah, so I'm going to cut my hair short."

"Are you sure, what kind of short hair do you want to cut?"

"Push both sides, leaving only an imprint of the sideburns, leave it longer on the top, and a little longer on the top of the middle, and the bangs should also be dealt with."

This is the airplane head that he is used to in later generations. This hairstyle is not exaggerated. The key is to expose all the facial features, especially the edges and corners of the male facial features, which looks very energetic.

The most important thing is that this hairstyle has natural attributes, looks bad, and is very pleasing to girls.

With the appearance of this body, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a love killer.

The young barber had obviously never heard of this hairstyle, and felt unreliable. He hesitated and suggested, "Let's have semi-long hair, like Beckham's. It's definitely suitable for you. Your hair is relatively hard. If it's too short, it will hurt you." Stand up."

"Thank you, just do as I say."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The young barber shrugged his shoulders and started. He has seen a lot of stubborn customers like Edward who don't understand fashion at all, and usually regret it after the haircut.

After more than ten minutes, Edward's hairstyle has taken a preliminary look. The young barber seems to have discovered a new world, and the expression on his face is quite serious.

Although he talked a lot, his craftsmanship was really good. Under Edward's guidance, a handsome young man appeared in the mirror after a while. Spray it, grab it casually with both hands, and an aircraft head with a bit of scorn is born.

There seemed to be some problems. Edward looked left and right and always felt that something was wrong.

"beard."

The young barber reminded.

Yes, it was the beard. Edward sat down again and asked him to help him shave. After a set of procedures, he finally had the look that young people should have, sunny and handsome.

With such a handsome face, if you don't go out, you'll be blind.

Just as he was planning to find a place for vacation, he suddenly slapped himself hard, causing passers-by to stare.

"Suddenly I had more than 100 million euros and thought about spending money. I almost forgot the business."

Edward hailed a car and went to the airport, reminding himself constantly that there were still 300 billion euros waiting to be inherited by him, and it was not time to enjoy them. If the more than 100 million euros were spent, he would only be able to receive them every month. Living with pocket money, [-] euros a month is indeed a lot. You may be a super rich person. Who wants to be restricted in spending money every month?
The plane landed in Berlin soon, and Edward made a phone call. Half an hour later, a Mercedes-Benz S600 stopped in front of him.

Before the driver could make a move, the co-pilot jumped down an old man with white beard and hair. The old man was dressed in a standard manservant's uniform. The suit was meticulously done, and the style was a bit old. There was a piece of handkerchief protruding from his chest pocket.

Edward has known the old man since he was a child. The old man is his grandfather's housekeeper. His name is Philip Jennings. He is an old-fashioned Englishman who has won the trust of the old Hoffman. Take care of the property left by the old Hoffman.

"Master Edward, you are finally back." Jennings said as he was about to grab the luggage in his hand.

Edward quickly refused. He had nothing worth bringing back, only a backpack: "Didn't I say that you can just call me Edward."

Hearing this, the old housekeeper who pulled him into the car was obviously unhappy, and said loudly: "Etiquette must not be forgotten, otherwise what is the difference from those nouveau riche?"

Seeing the contemptuous expression on the old housekeeper's face, Edward thought that their family was not a traditional aristocrat. They only got rich after World War II, and he didn't know what his grandfather thought. A bunch of rules to restrict oneself, isn't this just asking for guilt?
Anyway, he would never abide by some shitty aristocratic rules. The old Hoffman was gone. Although the butler was stubborn, he strictly abided by his identity and would never do anything beyond his limits.

On the way back, the old butler kept talking about what happened after his grandfather passed away. His two uncles had a few fights over property inheritance rights. In the end, the old butler asked the lawyer to come forward. Lawyers are not used to them. Old Hoffman used to When they were not dead, they were sons, but now they are just outcasts who have lost their property inheritance rights, and finally sent them to stay for a few days to be honest.

About 30 minutes later, the car drove to the outskirts of Berlin. The trees on both sides of the road were clearly taken care of more carefully. Walking along the straight road, I finally saw a huge manor. The cold iron gate slowly opened, and the Hoffman Manor greeted Here comes its new owner.

(End of this chapter)