"Well, a little investment."
Faced with Hermione's gaze, Yang An nodded without any intention of hiding it.
He was actually very curious. The wizards had never even thought about building a commercial street and using the abortion of the Quidditch World Cup to recover the cost.
The camp is in a mess, and everyone also brings their own ingredients to cook, and even queues up to cook water.
What has the Ministry of Magic been busy for more than a year?
Needless to say, this street was also under construction by Birmingham Company and also owns the right to operate one-third of the stores.
Yang An can proudly announce it.
His company and his organization have gradually penetrated into all aspects of the wizarding world, just like the silver world tree on the badge that covers the sky and the sun and occupies the entire world!
"Do you want to go and have a look?" Yang An asked.
Hermione nodded without hesitation, her eyes glowing.
This commercial street made her feel like a Muggle society, although the crooked and slanted magical buildings in Diagon Alley are good.
But she is also very happy when she occasionally appears in the Muggle style.
Of course, Penelo would not refuse.
Soon, the three of them had a lot of snacks on their hands, and of course they bought them for money.
After all, not everyone in Birmingham Company knows Yang An, and knows that Yang An is the real big boss, not to mention that some of these stores have been subleased.
These include turkey noodles, crispy cucumber cheese hotdog, fried chicken steak and cheese crispy crepes.
The traffic of these stalls is very popular.
I guess those businesses didn’t expect the business to be so good. After all, who would refuse to have a glass of butter beer or a hamburger hot dog when watching the game?
"This company is really amazing." Hermione sighed sincerely after learning about the scale and business of Birmingham.
"If you want, I can recommend you to enter the company for internship after graduation." Yang An replied.
Hermione did not refuse and nodded and agreed, "Thank you Yang."
She could see that Yang An and Penelo were close, but Hermione didn't think anything. She was more grateful to Yang An than that kind of affection, and kissing was just a moment of impulse.
So Hermione easily accepted Penelo's identity as Yang An's girlfriend and hid everything that happened that night in her heart.
This relationship may take root and sprout, and may gradually calm down with the passage of time, but Hermione has already regarded Yang An as a friend.
"Mr. First-class private room, please go all the way to the top floor."
The three of them talked about interesting things about Hogwarts, and walked into the ticket gate of the game with laughter.
Since the Ministry of Magic hired Birmingham Company, most of the ticket inspectors have been replaced by Birmingham Company.
After all, many Ministry of Magic staff would rather accompany their families to watch the game than do behind the scenes.
This also made this group of people who were more professional, wearing uniforms, smiling faces, and wearing silver World Tree badges on their chests, leaving a very good impression on the wizards around the world who came to watch the World Cup.
"Thank you." Yang An took the bill and collected it, "Let's go."
But without taking two steps, Yang An noticed that Hermione suddenly stopped.
He looked at Hermione's complicated gaze.
The Weasleys and Harry Potter also happened to come to the same ticket gate as them.
"Mr. Weasley, please go to the top private room."
Unexpectedly, Weasley's tickets are all first-class.
Yang An raised his eyebrows, and from this we can see that the Weasleys are not as poor as they seem.
Even though life is indeed a little harder, Mr. Weasley has a wide connection.
He could get a ticket that even many pure-blood nobles could not get, which was the seat in the same private room as a group of other countries' ministers of the Ministry of Magic.
Think about it, can an ordinary employee get tickets to the head of state to watch the private room for the competition?
Yang An speculated that Mr. Weasley was probably the microphone from the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore.
At least one.
"Go, Harry."
Ticket checkout.
Harry felt the sight of his eyes sensitively, looked up and found Yang An and Hermione standing together in front of him.
"Oh, it's them." Ginny also saw it.
"It's Hermione." Harry corrected that Hermione is also very important to him, and her status is actually no different from Ron.
Harry turned his head to look at the taciturn Ron, wanting to see how Ron would react.
But Ron seemed to be completely distracted by Hermione.
"Ron?" Harry hesitated.
"Huh? What's wrong, Harry." Ron took his eyes back from the close-up telescope in his hand, raised his head, with a hint of unnatural expression in his expression.
"Hermione is ahead, should you say something to her?" Ha looked at Ron with anticipation. He wanted Hermione to come back.
But Ron shook his head beyond Harry's expectations, "There's nothing to say, let's go."
Harry was a little surprised. Looking at Ron's back, he felt that Ron had become very strange and was no longer the Ron he used to be.
"Stop talking about Harry, let's go too. Ron will regret it and apologize to Hermione before returning to school. Ginny comforts Harry.
There are many people here, and Ron probably won’t be able to take off his face.
This is Ginny's empirical judgment.
"Okay," Harry said after hesitating, and waved to Hermione.
"Let's go."
Hermione also turned to Yang An and Penelo, her eyes with a hint of dullness.
She saw that Ron didn't seem to want to apologize to her, so she would never just run back like that.
"Relax."
Penelo persuaded Hermione.
Hermione nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."
Even so, both waves of people went to the top-floor private room, which was inevitably a little embarrassed, mainly because Harry was a little embarrassed.
But Hermione ignored them, as if they were air.
Finally, the group came to the top private room.
Here you can have a good view of the entire game, without having to watch it with your head and neck hang your head and neck to see the Quidditch players who are sprinting very quickly.
This time, the two sides did not meet again, and there were many top-floor private rooms.
But before separation.
"Please wait."
Among the Weasley family, Mr. Weasley pulled Ron over quickly, and it was obvious that Ron had a little reluctance on his face.
"Miss Granger, Hermione, please wait."
Hearing the sound, looking at it was Mr. Weasley, Hermione finally stopped.
Yang An and Penelo came to ask for their eyes.
"You guys go in first." Hermione said after hesitation.
Looking at Mr. Weasley again, he squeezed a kind smile to An Yang and Penelo, "hi, hello, I want to talk to Hermione alone, thank you."
Nodding, Yang An led Penelo into the private room.
It seems that Ron apologized by his father's ear.
The private room is very spacious and has a modern stadium VIP room style, bright and quiet, and there is a large row of floor-to-ceiling windows in front of you. There are six seats in total, each seat is an adjacent comfortable armchair, and there is a menu on the table next to it. You can provide tea by yourself just by reading the above content.
It happened that there were already three people in the room.
The whole family looked at the three people with neat platinum hair and suits.
They noticed the movement at the door and turned their heads to look.
It just happened to meet Yang An's eyes that came in.
Yang An raised his eyebrows and looked at the center with a surprised expression, and the young man with complicated eyes smiled.
"Oh, this is Malfoy, long time no see."
That's right, this is the Malfoy family. Next to him is Lucius Malfoy, a member of the Dark King's men and one of the Death Eaters, and on the right is his mother.
"Yang?"
Malfoy obviously didn't expect Yang An to appear here, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
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This kid actually looked down on Yang An, mainly because of his background. He felt that his bloodline was nobler than Yang An, and that his mind was damaged by his family environment.
But because I was too mean, I tried to challenge Yang An repeatedly and failed and was forced to give up, but I guess I was still very dissatisfied.
On the other hand, Lucius Malfoy raised his eyebrows slightly. After looking up and down at Yang An, he stood up first.
Malfoy had to get up now.
"You should be Malfoy's classmate. I have seen you in Mr. Bock. You are his favorite consultant. He appreciates your talent and strength."
Lucius took the lead in reaching out to show his goodwill, but his movements were a little arrogant.
Yang An did not directly refute the other party and reached out to hold Lucius Malfoy.
"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Lucius Malfoy."
Human wealth and rights determine the attitude of others towards him. When Bock had only turned over the famous second-door dealer in the alley before, Lucius did not respect him.
But today is different from the past. As Yang An's puppet, Boke stood at the front desk to receive goods with great attention and reputation.
Lucius also counted on working with Bock to make money and make a living, so he naturally became more respectful to Bock.
But what Lucius didn't know was that there was a person behind Bock, who was Yang An who looked very young.
Seeing that Yang An did not respect him very much, he just shook his hands casually and sat down, ignoring his intention.
Lucius Malfoy's expression flashed with some dissatisfaction, but he still restrained himself and signaled Malfoy to sit down.
The atmosphere fell into a somewhat awkward atmosphere for a moment.
The embarrassment continued until Hermione pushed open the door and walked in.
At the door, Hermione paused.
Because she also noticed the Malfoy family, the arrogant feeling on the other party was really hard to ignore.
Facing Yang An, Malfoy said nothing.
But facing Hermione, who was also a wizard from a Muggle family, Malfoy didn't plan to restrain herself.
"Look at who is here, Hermione Granger?" Malfoy spoke loudly without waiting for Hermione to come in, his long tone seemed arrogant.
"You can actually come to Quidditch to play. Let me guess, it's probably the Weasley family invited you, right? After all, your parents are all Muggles~"
Hermione originally didn't plan to take care of Malfoy, but when she heard this, she was furious, "Who was invited by me, it has nothing to do with you, Malfoy took care of yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Lucius was a little unhappy. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Hermione dressed in a muggy body, "Malfoy, what's going on?"
"Hmph, just a mud breeder." Malfoy said disdainfully, "You went to the wrong place. This is not what you should have come here. You should go downstairs and find the Weasleys."
"Enough Malfoy." Lucius said, "Don't argue with irrelevant people, don't forget your identity!"
Seeing the Malfoy family singing and reconciling, Hermione's body was trembling with anger.
But just when Malfoy breathed proudly and finally planned to shut up.
Suddenly.
Yang An said softly and heard the words he heard.
"I invited Hermione, and, did you just say the words of Mudban and Muggle family?"
Malfoy turned his head to look at Yang An in disbelief.
"You invited it?"
How could it be? He knew that Harry Potter and the few dogs around him had been against Yang An.
Although he was a little under-considered when talking about muddy breeds, Yang An's excellence is often easily overlooked that he was also a Muggle wizard, and he also entered Slytherin, who seemed to attach more importance to bloodline.
"Apology." Yang An looked up and stared at Malfoy coldly, "Get up and bow, apologize with your most sincere attitude, to Hermione."
Malfoy stiffened for a moment and looked at his father like help.
"You ask my child to apologize to a Muggle-born witch in front of me, which makes me not take my Malfoy family seriously."
Seeing his son seeking help, Lucius Malfoy would naturally help his son stand up. He also raised his head and looked directly at Yang An with a cold look.
"Unless your family does not want to have any business dealings with Birmingham, unless you want Birmingham to block the business against your family forever, no one will do any business with you. You can try threatening me, Mr. Lucius Malfoy."
Yang An didn't take this trick, and he was restrained from taking action immediately.
This would slowly get up and stare at Lucius Malfoy, whose expression became surprised.
Yang An's body was thriving with a magnificent momentum, and the air seemed to become sticky and a little heavier for a moment.
"I said, apologize!"
Yang An's voice was like a heavy hammer hitting Draco Malfoy's heart. He began to fear Yang An inexplicably, as if he was some terrible existence.
Yang An's eyes also had some scarlet light.
Lucius Malfoy's expression gradually went from surprise to shock.
He looked at Yang An, and finally Lucius Malfoy raised his mean lips, flipped up and down, and uttered a sentence.
"Apology, Draco."
"Father!" Malfoy was a little unbelievable, but seeing Lucius Malfoy's vigilant look and slowly holding the cane, he realized something was wrong.
Finally, Malfoy reluctantly looked at Hermione and said, "Sorry, I was wrong."
"Be serious and be sincere!" Yang An's voice fell again.
The pressure inside the house was getting heavier and heavier, and even Lucius Malfoy began to sweat a little coldly on his forehead.
He stared at Yang An in shock and said nothing.
I didn't expect that Yang An would be so majestic.
Draco Malfoy did not dare to look at Yang An, so he had to get up and bow to Hermione, "Sorry, I should not say the mud-bred, nor should I laugh at you. Please forgive my fault, Miss Granger!"
Until Hermione took a look at Yang An and nodded.
"I forgive you."
Draco Malfoy felt the cold murderous intent that was faintly attached to his neck slowly dissipated, as if he had been fished out of the water.
In less than a minute, the pressure on Yang An made Draco tense all over, as if he was running a marathon.
"Get out."
Yang An said casually.
Lucius stood up without saying a word, without intending to recall the insult, "Let's go and see somewhere else."
Malfoy's family left quickly, and only Yang An and the other three were left in the private room.
(This chapter ends)