"Master!"
Following closely behind Zhang nglong's footsteps, Mossang and her two nephews imdiately chased after him.
"Master, where do you plan to go?" Mossang's nephew nad Luca asked, "Although we collateral relatives are not on par with the Mahalast Family's direct lineage, we still wield so energy in this Brahma Country."
"That's true," Zhang nglong responded, his mind clouded with frustration. Brahma Country was just a poor nation; the Zhang Family hadn't invested much effort there, so all their connections and resources were concentrated within the Mahalast Family.
If he were to leave now, he would even have to take a taxi to the notary office!
The thought of the world's richest man relying on taxis for transportation within a country was quite amusing to consider.
"You two are different from them," Zhang nglong was genuinely pleased, realizing the Mahalast Family wasn't entirely composed of scoundrels, "What are your two nas?"
"Master, my na is Luca Chopra."
"Master, my na is Sintobe Gandhi."
"Good heavens, those are high-class surnas!" Zhang nglong recalled that in Brahma Country surnas were hierarchical, and these nas were among the highest Brahman surnas.
But that made sense, after all, a prominent family like the Mahalast wouldn't likely intermarry with those bearing lower-status surnas.
"You two are quite comndable," Zhang nglong nodded in approval. Despite being middle-aged n in their forties or fifties, they treated him with great respect. Their loyalty appeared to co from the heart.
"Have you taken over any assets from the Mahalast Family?" Zhang nglong inquired.
Both n nodded, "Yes, but not much. All the assets combined amount to just over one hundred million US dollars."
Though not direct mbers of the Mahalast Family, they nonetheless received their share of care – when others ate at, they could drink the soup.
"Prepare yourselves."
"Prepare ourselves?" they asked, puzzled, "Prepare for what?"
"Prepare to take over the Mahalast Family's assets!"
Luca and Sintobe's faces showed shock—how could such good fortune co so suddenly? Could it be possible for two collateral relatives like them to take over the massive assets of the Mahalast Family?
What kind of dreams one had to have to even contemplate such an event!
But now that the real Domte's will had been destroyed and even the official personnel had been bribed, how would Zhang nglong reclaim those assets? After all, by registration, everything was in the na of the Mahalast Family!
"Do you seem to lack confidence in ?" Zhang nglong asked.
The n stayed silent indeed, they lacked confidence.
"You must believe that if our family was able to support the Mahalast Family over a thousand years ago, bringing them down now would be a piece of cake," Zhang nglong said, "You just need to be ready. I don't want similar incidents to occur in the future!"
A glint of determination passed through their eyes, and sharing a glance, they knelt before Zhang nglong, "We are willing to dedicate everything to our master!"
"Get up," said Zhang nglong, "Arrange a car; I need to go to the notary office!"
"Yes!" Luca and Sintobe said ticulously.
...
They were quick; in less than five minutes, a car waited for them at the entrance of the Mahalast Family estate. Zhang nglong looked back once, then with a somber expression, he entered the car.
Zhang nglong, accompanied by Hong Yi and others, entered the notary office where an employee imdiately greeted them.
"May I know if you all wish to have a notarial service?"
"We wish to inquire about a will," said Zhang nglong.
"Is there a direct relative of the deceased present?"
"I am," Mossang stood up, "I want to check the will of Domt Mahalast."
The pupil of that staff mber suddenly shook.
This was sothing that those above had instructed, no matter who ca to inquire about Domt's will, find a reason to refuse!
"Please wait a mont," the staff mber led them to a workstation, "Muller, see if there's a will set up by soone nad Domt Mahalast!"
The expression on the face of the staff mber at that workstation also showed subtle changes, and the two made eye contact before starting to operate the computer.
"I'm sorry, everyone, we haven't found any will for this person nad Domt Mahalast. He probably hasn't established a will at the notary office!"
"Oh? Is that so?" Zhang nglong smiled, "But from what I know, a person nad Hamir was personally escorted to the Mahalast Family a few months ago to notarize a will."
"Sir, Hamir drowned not long ago, but all the wills are saved in our database, and our database doesn't have the relevant information, so I believe you must be mistaken."
"I know you all are just working here," Zhang nglong said, "and I don't want to make things difficult for you, but please call your director for ."
"Sir, do you have an appointnt?"
"No."
"Then I'm sorry, our director is very busy and doesn't have ti to et so insignificant people!" the staff mber stated bluntly.
"Then I will contact him myself. I want to see how busy he is." Zhang nglong took out his phone and directly dialed a number.
...
"No matter what, this Huaxia man must not be allowed to take away the assets of the Mahalast Family, understood?"
"Yes, we will cooperate fully here!" The director of the notary office, Cook, had just ended a phone call.
He hadn't expected that a simple will notarization incident would alert the core leaders of the Brahma Country, but he understood once he learned of the enormous assets of the Mahalast Family.
If these assets were recovered by the Huaxia man, it would be like cutting off an arm of the Brahma Country! This would only add to the woes of a country that was already not wealthy!
He had just put down the phone when his personal cell phone rang.
"This is Cook," Cook answered without looking at the number.
"This is Zhang nglong," Zhang nglong spoke in fluent Brahma Country language.
"Zhang nglong? Zhang nglong!?" Cook's brain stalled for a mont, then imdiately snapped back.
"It seems you know ," Zhang nglong chuckled, "did you just receive so kind of order? Why not tell
about it?"
"Mr. Zhang is joking, what order?" Cook imdiately recovered, "You are the world's richest man, there shouldn't be many people in the world who don't know you."
"Alright, let's not beat around the bush; I want to see Domt's will, so bring it out quickly and don't waste my ti," Zhang nglong got straight to the point.
"What will?" Cook feigned confusion, "Please be more specific. If there's any way I can be of help, I will spare no effort."
"Still playing dumb with ?" This response was enough for Zhang nglong to end the call, "I know you're aware of everything. Tell that person who's giving the orders this ssage from : if I don't see the will tonight, he will bear the consequences!"
"Mr. Zhang, I don't understand what you are..."
Cook had only spoken halfway when Zhang nglong imdiately cut him off, "Well then, it seems that you have decided that I can't do anything about you, haven't you?"
"What can you possibly do?" Cook was confident internally; they had checked, and all of Zhang nglong's assets in the Brahma Country were under the control of the Mahalast Family, so he couldn't disturb the country's economic order by using the cash in the banks, nor force them to compromise through businesses.
But sohow, he still felt a vague unease.
"By the way," Zhang nglong suddenly said out of the blue, "I heard you're at war?"
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