"Come here, you three damn brutes!"

Amid the scolding, a white man came out of the villa, and three vicious dogs whined.

A servant came out and took them away.

At this time, the white man had already walked up to Du Yongxiao and said very apologetically: "I'm sorry, everyone, these three beasts were spoiled by my father, and I can't tell the difference between the bad guys and the guests." ”

As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand to Du Yongxiao: "Johnny." ”

He is the father of Little Johnny, the son of Paul Getty.

Du Yongxiao smiled: "It's okay, in fact, I have many ways to deal with this vicious dog, one of which is -——"

Du Yongxiao opened his clothes and showed off his gun.

Johnny shrugged, he didn't believe that Du Yongxiao dared to shoot these three German pastors.

"Please come in, my father is waiting for you."

Du Yongxiao nodded, and looked around again: "The security of this villa is very simple." ”

Johnny smiled wryly: "My father said that this can reduce expenses, and there is no need to hire any security team, only to raise three German pastors." ”

Du Yongxiao smiled and said nothing, this Getty is really a famous iron rooster, and he doesn't pull out a hair.

Behind him, Rin Sakuragi and the others glanced at each other, not understanding why such a rich person was so picky?

In fact, Getty's "slamming the door" doesn't stop there.

As a billionaire, the Getty had a personal miser's frugalism despite his wealthy.

For example, in an apartment building in London, in order to save money on telephone bills, he removed all external telephones in the building and installed a coin-operated telephone in the lobby on the first floor. It was also locked, as he repeatedly complained that the workers at home were secretly calling. Many of his friends only found out after eating at his home that they had to put in coins to borrow his phone.

There are countless examples of his stinginess, he only paid his own share every time he went to dinner, and he bought someone else's restaurant but asked the other party to send a telegram to save the telegram money.

Eating with his girlfriend but unwilling to pay, he claimed to leave an inheritance to his 100 lovers, so he kept revising his will as many as 25 times.

And after his death, many of the women associated with him were disappointed and angry, believing that the Getty had cheated each of them and that there was not much money in the will, some of which was insulting.

Even after his death, the money of the priest who did the memorial service was not cashed, and the ceremony was equivalent to free.

As a result, the Getty earned the title of "the richest miser in the world."

Du Yongxiao, led by Johnny, came to the villa.

The spacious villa is not bright, because the lavishly decorated crystal chandeliers on it are not opened, and in the corners of the walls, there are silver lampstands, lit candles instead of electric lights, giving the villa light and warmth.

Johnny saw Du Yongxiao's surprised eyes, so he shrugged his shoulders and said: "No way, the electricity bill is too expensive recently, my father is always reluctant to turn on the light, he said, or candles save money, and it is very stylish-—— who knows!" ”

Johnny's last sentence, "The devil knows", fully expresses his dissatisfaction with his father's stinginess.

The footsteps of everyone echoed in the corridor of the villa, and the whole villa seemed lifeless and deserted.

Soon, everyone came to the meeting place, the villa study.

Push the door in, and a wave of heat rushes in.

The pine wood in the fireplace crackled and the special rosin fragrance was refreshing.

There are various precious oil paintings hanging on the surrounding walls, and various armor antiques are placed in the corners.

Legend has it that Paul Getty was obsessed with art and loved to collect world-famous paintings, as well as all kinds of antiques.

Even though he was frugal in his life, the Getty was never sparing in his art donations.

He said: "A person who is not a lover of art is a person who is not fully civilized."

In Getty's view, a person can only be called a civilized person if he truly loves art.

He devoted himself to classical art and sculpture, and has written several monographs on art history and theory.

For Getty, perhaps this would allow him to gain the respect of high society and avoid exorbitant inheritance taxes.

He acquired a large number of famous paintings and furniture, especially when the price of art fell during the economic depression. Finally, in 1968, when the Paul Getty Museum was built, Paul finally made a "great" decision: the museum was open to the public free of charge, and anyone with shoes on their feet could come in and see it.

On his deathbed in 1976, he donated $2.2 billion of his $3.3 billion to the Paul Getty Museum, leaving a legacy for posterity while preserving his enduring legacy.

This museum has saved Paul a lot of reputation, no matter what people say about the former richest man in the world, but after all, only art, this eternal thing has survived, and those absurd deeds have drifted away with history.

At this moment, in front of the fireplace, on a large and comfortable chair, Paul Getty, who had long since entered his twilight years, sat on it, with a camel wool blanket on his knees, and a huge hound clinging to him, with green eyes vigilantly watching Du Yongxiao and the others who had just entered.

"Father, I brought people! This is FBI Du Yongxiao, Inspector Du! Johnny introduced to his father.

Getty glanced at Du Yongxiao and reached out to stroke the hound's head: "I don't have anything to say, let's go." ”

Of course, Du Yongxiao wouldn't leave, but stepped forward and looked at Getty: "Now the situation is very serious, the kidnappers extorted 12 million US dollars from you, and said that if you don't pay, you will tear up the ticket, right?" ”

Getty frowned, "Even if it is?" I have so many children, how many grandchildren are so many, if I give in this time and give them 12 million, then in the future, will I have to extort more than 10 million for every grandson who kidnaps me? ”

Du Yongxiao didn't answer, just looked at the Getty, and sure enough, like the legend of the previous life, this was a "miser" old man.

"So what are you going to do, wait and see those kidnappers rip up the tickets?"

"Rip the ticket? They are kidnappers, bad guys, but not killers. Killers can also earn money for killing, and what do they get for killing people? Nothing! Not only will the cost of this kidnapping not be recovered, but it will even be wanted by the police, and I will be hunted down on my side! Getty rested his palm on the hound's head, patted its head, and its cloudy old eyes became eerie and bright: "So, they definitely won't tear the ticket easily, yes, absolutely not!" ”

I have to say that the old man in the previous life was right, Tony the Lion and his gang were indeed seeking money, and they didn't plan to take Little Johnny's life.

"So what?" Du Yongxiao continued to ask.

"So-——" a grim smile appeared at the corner of Getty's mouth, "I've already called the newspaper and asked them to tell the kidnappers, 12 million?" I'm not going to get out of the picture! ”

"Father!" This sentence completely angered his son Johnny, "He's your grandson!" ”

"Shut up!" Getty yelled at his son, "As long as I'm not dead, I'll still have the final say on this family!" ”

(End of chapter)