Jasper smiled and said, “We’re making money, but Uncle Yapp, you’re making connections. You may not be able to do a lot of things with money, but it’s easy with connections.”
Jim smiled and said, “Do you know about consultant agencies?”
Jasper said after shrugging, “I know a little bit.”
The two chatted, and after about an hour, they arrived at the place where Hector and the King brothers had arranged to have dinner together.
“The Prince Mansion?”
This place was not a star-rated hotel, nor a well-known restaurant, but a private guild with the characteristics of Swallow Capital.
Looking at the tall vermilion gate in front of him and the large stone lions sitting on both sides of the door, for the first time ever, Jasper felt the difference between the life of the upper-class in Swallow Capital and other cities.
If one were to say that the gentries in Harbor City were mostly known for indulging in a life of modern luxury, then at Swallow Capital, there was a solid foundation here.
At least, modern metropolises such as Harbor City and Waterhoof City certainly did not have places like Prince Mansion.
“At the end of the 16th century, this was the old house of a Scandinavian prince. Hagen was his last name. It was originally a tourist attraction but was later bought by a businessman with an extensive background to build a private guild.”
Jim was very familiar with this place, and his tone sounded inexplicably complicated. “In Swallow Capital, it’s not uncommon to be able to go to a hotel to eat a meal worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. However, it’s true power when one can enter such a place.
“The chef here worked in the kitchen of a palace before and he’s not open to the public. Only naturalized members can come in. The annual fee for a membership card in this place is one million Somer Dollars, and yet it’s still an ordinary card of the lowest level.”
Jasper asked, “Do you fit the requirements to be a member here?”
Jim quickly chuckled and said, “You think too highly of me. How would I fit the requirements? If you want to join as a member in this place, one million is just a base fee. The most important thing is that you need to have an invitation from a member who’s in the middle level or above before you can enter.
“With your father-in-law’s assets, he only can barely join as the lowest ranking member if he’s not in another city but in Swallow Capital.
“You have to know that if you’re in another city and you have a billion Somer Dollars’ worth of assets, it’s a different concept from if you’re in Swallow Capital. A billionaire in Swallow Capital has resources and connections that people in other cities can’t match.”
Jasper understood.
In his previous life, there were a lot of rumors about the various clubs and clubhouses for the rich and powerful among the upper-class in the country.
For example, there was Club Tarzan in the business circle. Wayne, Hudson, and Warwick’s chairman at that time were all members.
Club Gelb was another supercilious club. Most of their members were from Swallow Capital Residence. It could be said that it was where the bigwigs gathered.
Jasper remembered that Henry was a top diamond member in Club Gelb and held a very high rank.
After they stepped into the door, the place was decorated like a classic courtyard of a mansion in Swallow Capital. A staff member came up to them to politely ask if they had a reservation or a member card.
Jim mentioned Hector’s name and said they were invited here.
The staff then led the two of them into the inner courtyard.
The winding corridor was circuitous, leading them to a secluded and quiet place.
Aside from Prince Mansion’s historical and cultural value, its floor area in the main district of Swallow Capital was enough to give it an astronomical price.
If one could make this place a private guild, then one could only imagine how powerful the boss behind it was.
Jasper and Jim pushed the door open and walked in after they were brought to a small separated courtyard.
The courtyard was deep.
In this extravagant courtyard, the scenery was refined and there was also meticulously decorated greenery. Under the sky roof in the middle, there was an interesting and appealing round table.
Hector was sitting in the main seat, and on his left, there were two middle-aged men in their 40s who looked kind of similar.
On his right, it was George whom they had met before. He was carefully sitting on the stool with just half of his buttocks as he laughed along with Hector.
Jasper’s eyes scanned past the King brothers and George before finally landing on Hector.
On the other hand, Hector was also looking at him up and down.
When George saw Jasper, his eyes went red. He suppressed his anger and hatred to say to Hector, “Mr. Combe, that’s Jasper.”
