Finally, Xuanyuan Diying mentioned the most important information: "Adang's eleven racehorses are usually fostered at the Longshang Racecourse."

"You are becoming more and more competent. You collected the information so quickly."

Meng Yu rewarded Nizi with a kiss and issued the latest instruction: "Further collect information on these 210 racecourses. No matter how many racehorses there are, buy all the racecourses. In addition, we must transport some of our domestic horses.

The fastest speed.”

Based on her understanding of Meng Yu, Xuanyuan Diying could already guess what happened next.

"I'll do it right away!"

She remembered something again, stopped and said to Meng Yu: "I also got some news. The most purebred horse in Paris is in the hands of a man named Henry."

This news made Meng Yu very satisfied, and he gave Xuanyuan Diying a bigger reward, and then said: "Leave the matter in your hand to Ma Long. Let's go and see Henry."

"Will the other party see us if we rush over so rashly?" Xuanyuan Diying's worry is very reasonable. The two parties have never met each other before, and they don't know about each other's existence. How can they just meet us without making an appointment?

Meng Yu was full of confidence: "Many people want to see me now but it's too late, so how can they reject me?"

The two people left the company without any extra bodyguards, and were driven by the Sniper King to Henry's residence.

Henry is an old gentleman. His manor is on the outskirts of District 19. It is not large but not small either.

In the center of the manor is a spacious villa in traditional Gothic style. The birthplace of this style is Gaul. From this point alone, Henry's character and preferences can be seen.

After only ten minutes of waiting outside the manor, Henry rushed out to greet him.

"Mr. Meng, welcome."

Henry was about sixty years old, with a standard Gaulish appearance, black hair and black eyes. At first glance, he thought he was an Oriental.

"Mr. Henry, please forgive me for interrupting."

Meng Yu didn't have any hostility towards ordinary Gauls, and he spoke very politely.

Henry smiled and said: "No, no, Mr. Meng's arrival is my honor. Please come in!"

Several people walked through the courtyard and entered the villa.

The decoration inside the villa is also in Gothic style, giving Meng Yu the feeling of entering a church.

The guests and hosts were seated. Henry asked the servant to serve coffee and said, "I heard that Mr. Meng just took over the Lan Company?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Diying admired Meng Yu's prediction even more. People in these upper-class circles were always inquiring about the trends in the circle, and they knew about it early. No wonder Meng Yu was so sure that he would be able to see the other party.

"I have just arrived in your country and I am not familiar with many things."

After saying polite words, Meng Yu changed the topic and got down to business: "I heard that Mr. Henry likes horse racing and raises many purebred horses. I happen to like this project too, so I wanted to come over and have a look. Mr. Henry won't refuse, right?"

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"Mr. Meng's words are obvious. Raising and racing horses is just a small hobby. I wish I could have one more person to communicate with."

Meng Yu laughed and put forward his real intention unhurriedly: "To be honest with Mr. Henry, I learned the news about your horse breeding from Mr. Atang, and he also told me about Mr. Henry's story.

A thoroughbred horse is particularly good."

As a veteran, how could Henry not understand the true meaning of this sentence: "I have raised those horses for a long time, but since Mr. Meng likes them, I might as well give them to Mr. Meng as a gift."

"Mr. Henry is so sincere, I can't be too polite, so I accepted it."

Who said that only Daxia people understand the ways of the world? After just a few words of conversation, Meng Yu could tell that this Henry was an old man in the world. Since he had received the other party's benefits, of course he had to keep going back and forth.

"Mr. Henry and I hit it off immediately. This time I came and prepared a gift for Mr. Henry, which is a supercar from Lan Group."

Before coming, Meng Yu had already weighed it up. According to intelligence, Henry had a total of nine purebred horses, and their combined value was not much less than a supercar, so he asked Ma Long to transfer one from the warehouse.

Henry also laughed: "Mr. Meng is too polite. If there is anything I can do for you, just ask."

"There is one thing," Meng Yu pretended to be mysterious: "To be honest with Mr. Henry, I want these horses to give to Mr. Adam as a surprise."

Henry made a sound and nodded in understanding.

As an upper-class figure and a horse racing enthusiast, he naturally knew that Adang was an old shareholder of the Lan Group. Meng Yu must have done this to please the old shareholders in order to gain a foothold.

After completing the first step, Meng Yu stood up to leave and continued with the second step.

He wanted to transport some ordinary horses from China, and these horses needed a specific place to raise them, and that was the Longchamp Racecourse.

Speaking of this racecourse, it is unique in Paris. It is a national racecourse with a spacious venue and low cost.

Because there is basically no income here, the only way to make money is by providing a racing venue for fostering horses.

Many people who do not have their own horse farms but like horse racing keep their horses here.

When he heard that Meng Yu wanted to foster a group of horses, the manager of the horse farm was not very interested and just agreed in a normal way.

But when he heard Meng Yu say that he would donate 100 million to the racecourse, the manager immediately became energetic.

"Mr. Meng, rest assured that our racecourse is the most professional. Whether it is a purebred horse or an ordinary horse, you will receive the best treatment here."

Meng Yu was very satisfied with this attitude and said: "In addition, I have several purebred horses that I want to foster with you."

"Don't worry, Mr. Meng, I will do my best to take good care of these purebred horses and give them separate space and care."

"No, no, my horses need to be mixed."

"Mixed breeding?" The manager couldn't understand.

In order to ensure that the breeds of horses are pure enough, they have always been raised separately to prevent the horses from confusing their bloodlines.

Why did Meng Yu let purebred horses be raised with ordinary horses?

"I want to create some new varieties." Meng Yu had already thought of a suitable reason.

The manager suddenly made a sound of surprise.

In the horse racing circle, there are many people who want to create new breeds and many who invest a lot of money, but in the end, very few can produce results.

For the manager, he doesn't care about the final result. What matters is the increase in the racecourse and his income.

"Don't worry, Mr. Meng, I will use my utmost energy to take care of these horses and breed them into new breeds as soon as possible."

"I can do this myself. You can prepare some related medicines for me."

The manager was surprised again, and then expressed admiration: "There are too few bosses like Mr. Meng who personally cultivate new breeds. This is because there have been no new breeds in the horse industry for a long time. I want to learn from Mr. Meng."
Chapter completed!