Nobles have noble dignity and noble pride. It is said that in a book that records some unofficial history similar to ancient times, a despicable Dalit once arranged a trap in an attempt to force the nobles to beg for mercy, so as to achieve their own ulterior purpose. But the noble chose to face death calmly when there was no hope of survival. He sorted out his clothes and sat in a chair. He was still swallowed up by the fire bit by bit. In this process, he didn''t beg for mercy, even with a smile. That''s the dignity of the nobility!


    This is the noble, respectable and frightening noble. Aristocrats not only have decadent and decadent private lives, but also many great figures. These figures have supported the Empire and continue to this day. Without them, there would be no people''s life of living and working in peace and contentment today, and there would be no stable society!


    Serving the Dalits?


    The Dalits?


    The man''s sick face showed a sarcastic smile, which made the hill family a disgrace to the nobility. It''s better to destroy the family directly.


    Turin looked at him. He met Turin''s eyes without fear. It was not like himself. Turin took his legs back from the table. He stood up, looked straight at the man in front of him, and suddenly smiled.


    The next second, Dooling grabbed a bottle of red wine and threw it on the man''s head. He screamed, covered his head and fell back to his chair. The severe pain made him scream in pain. In front of him, he was blackened, and the blood flowed along the crack of more than one centimeter.


    Denisa''s chest heaved violently. She didn''t say or do anything, just closed her eyes. But behind her, dinia clung to Turin''s clothes. She didn''t stop Turin. Turin seemed to feel her excited eyes.


    "I don''t like people interrupting me..." he put the wine bottle back on the table. The wine bottle had not been opened. Although there was some space in it, the whole bottle tended to be solid, so it didn''t break. He held the sword collar with both hands and shook it. The two hands behind him who firmly grasped his clothes immediately loosened. He looked at the man holding his head and bent over and asked, "are you calmer now?"


    The whole conference room was silent, and the struggle in the noble family almost never saw blood except the competition of heirs. They like to convince their opponents with their so-called superb means, so as to show their means and abilities. It''s a disgrace to the nobles to behave so savagely and rudely like Dooling - Oh, by the way, he''s not a nobleman. He''s just a mud dog leg from a farmer, so he must be rude, savage and uncivilized.


    Thinking of this, the "gentlemen" and "Ladies" at the table are more comfortable. As civilized people, it is the most retarded way to provoke barbarians, so they won''t do that.


    The man raised his head and his eyes were filled with the luster of resentment like that of joff just now. He stared at Turin, "you are against all the nobles. When the things here are publicized, you will face the whole Noble Group!"


    Durin reached out and grabbed the wine bottle and threw it away again. The blood splashed again when the blood wet scalp was knocked by gravity, and even durin''s white shirt was stained with extreme scarlet red.


    Once... Twice... The man was tired on the chair. Turin raised the bottle again and said, "publicize it?" he looked at the others with some gloomy eyes. "I believe all the people here are smart people and know the end of being a ''gossip woman''. Am I right?"


    Those people who had no position nodded one after another, or lowered their heads in silence. Du Lin took back his eyes and looked at the man calmly, "are you calmer now?"


    The owner, who had been dizzy for a long time, was almost completely dark in front of his eyes. He held his head and gasped. There was a sense of suffocation from drowning threatening his nerves. He wanted to stand up and smile to face the ferocious look of Turin like the noble who calmly faced death in that book, but he didn''t know why he couldn''t find even a little courage to face death from his body.


    "Answer me!" Doolin looked at him. "I don''t like people interrupting me, and I don''t like waiting for others to think long!"


    Seeing that the strong bottle was going to be swung down again, Denisa opened her eyes to Turin and said "enough".


    No matter how cruel this man is to her and her sister, he is their father. She could not stand in a corner as frightened and excited as her sister and watch her father suffer such torture.


    Turin glanced at Denise and put the bottle back on the table. He nodded, sat back again, and then spread his hand with a kind smile. "Look, there''s no contradiction that can''t be solved, Mr. joff, do you think so?"


    Joff, who had recovered, was still lying on the table. His body shook when Doolin said his name. He couldn''t imagine that Doolin was such a cruel man. Were the newspapers and reporters blind? The image of such a cruel man in the newspaper is actually a weak man? Is this the one who steps on the horse or the weak? It''s going to eat people, okay?


    He slowly covered his head and sat up straight. He bowed his head and was silent. He didn''t want to talk and didn''t know what to say. He didn''t have the courage to use death to prove that Turin didn''t dare to do more things to him, and he didn''t have the courage to claim his rights again.


    Turin nodded again, "well, I have reached an agreement with Mr. choff on this matter, and what about you?" he then looked at the owner. After a short time, he felt a little better, and his fear was not much less than that of Mr. choff. His eyes were full of complex emotions. He looked at Turin and his worried daughter, lowered his head and closed his mouth.


    Du Lin immediately took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood on the head of the owner, and looked concerned, "what''s the matter with you? Why are you so careless? You must be careful when you walk in the future. You can''t be so lucky every time!"


    He looked back at dinia. The little girl was suddenly frightened. He smiled and motioned, "don''t you help your father to treat the wound?"


    The little girl immediately helped her father up and hobbled to the door. When the door of the conference room opened and closed, Du Lin looked at the people with a smile, "I''ll continue my topic. The hill family will serve me for 20 years from today. During the period when the hill family serves me, our interests are the same. If someone hurts your interests, it''s challenging me. I''m actually a good speaker. My friends know that I love to make friends and I''m very generous. I''m sure you''re happy Interests, you offer loyalty and respect, which is mutually beneficial. "


    "If someone feels that they can''t accept all this, I hope you can talk to me calmly. Maybe we can find a way that is acceptable to each other."


    Du Lin knows that these people must have other ideas. He doesn''t care. What he needs is nominal recognition. If someone dares to destroy this thing, he will let these people know how cruel this society is. It''s not unreasonable for so many people to jump from a building under pressure every day. There are always things that enable them to take that step without courage.


    As for the threat from the noble group?


    That''s not a problem. In this increasingly commercialized society, money is the mainstream of the society. As long as both sides can find a balance of interests, who will fight for a grassy aristocratic family and a "Turin interest group" that is about to undergo qualitative change?


    With a smile on his face, he looked around the conference room again, and then gave way to his position. "Denisa, this is your position. From today on, you will be the owner of the hill family."


    Denisa stood up with a complicated complexion. She was not used to Turin''s rough and barbaric behavior, but I have to say that this was the most effective way. It took only more than ten minutes to solve everything, but... It was a little difficult to accept. She took a deep breath, saluted a little, walked to the position of the owner of the house and sat down steadily. At this moment, Du Lin found that Denisa''s momentum had been very different. One action changed her intuitive feeling.


    "I know I''m still very young and lack in all aspects. Being a home owner will certainly make some people uncomfortable. We are a family and a community of interests. Before the outbreak of problems leads to more troublesome conflicts, I hope someone can tell me what I need to improve and what I need to explain." , her voice was pleasant and not as aggressive as Dooling, but it also gave people a different sense of oppression.


    Clearly listening to every sentence she said, she knew what she was expressing, but she could find something different from her literal meaning between the lines. Moreover, Turin was still sitting in the conference room. He didn''t want to open a few skylights on his head. He had better choose silence.


    "Since everyone has no more requirements for me, from today on, I will be one of the owners of the hill family!"


    After the meeting, Du Lin left with people, but he also left two young people. One was the new housekeeper of the hill family. The former housekeeper could not continue to be used. Although the housekeeper in noble families was only a servant, his status was very different. In some families, the status of housekeeper was second only to family and family elders, which was enough to illustrate the importance of housekeeper to a family. This The position can''t be given to unreliable people, otherwise there will be big problems.


    The other is the new captain of the guard team of the manor. He will gradually transfer elite from the villagers'' Association to form a new guard team to ensure the safety of life and property of the manor and the people living in it.