Chapter 88: A New Model
When Robel finished listening to Mr. Strauss's translation, his eyes instantly lit up, and he was deeply moved by Dutch's charisma.
In his view, he was the one in the wrong to begin with, yet Dutch was still willing to return his property and even reprimanded his own subordinate for it.
He suddenly stood up and walked toward Dutch with hurried steps, his pace as if stepping to the beat of a drum, each step carrying uncontrollable excitement.
Finally reaching Dutch, Robel didn't hesitate to reach out with both hands and tightly grasp Dutch's hand.
At this moment, the thousands of words in his heart poured out like a flood through a broken dam.
He began to talk incessantly about his various experiences since coming to America; those hardships, miseries, and setbacks played out like a long movie from his mouth.
He spoke so fast that even Sean would have to admit defeat.
However, faced with such an enthusiastic Robel, Dutch remained exceptionally calm.
He was like a steady mountain, standing there quietly, becoming a faithful listener.
During Strauss's rapid translation, he nodded slightly, his focused gaze falling on Robel, nodding from time to time to show his agreement and understanding of what was being said.
Before long, perhaps having vented the emotions he had pent up for so long, Robel gradually recovered from his state of excitement.
He took a deep breath, a trace of guilt appearing on his face, and said sincerely:
"It was truly my fault for not paying back the debt this time.
But please believe me, once the cattle are ready for market this year, I will definitely pay back all the arrears with interest!"
Hearing Robel's guarantee, Dutch smiled and waved his hand, signaling him not to be too hard on himself.
Immediately after, a glint of wisdom flashed in Dutch's eyes, and he spoke slowly:
"Listen, Mr. Robel! Actually, I have a plan.
I am willing to buy your ranch for half the market price, which is 500 dollars.
Of course, this is only a nominal transaction. In reality, you can continue to be responsible for the operation and management of the ranch.
Not only that, we will also give you a share of the profits we gain from Rainbow Skies!
Furthermore, we will provide you with full protection on the ranch.
Finally, Mr. Strauss can personally teach you English!
This way, for you, it not only solves your current financial problems but also gets you more support and help, plus an extra source of income.
Isn't it killing three birds with one stone? What do you think?"
When Robel first heard the translation and realized the other party only wanted to pay half the price for his years of hard work, a surge of anger rose in his heart.
He originally thought this seemingly polite and elegant man was nothing more than a hypocritical bandit.
However, as the other party further explained his intentions and conditions, Robel gradually realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
When the full explanation reached his ears, Robel felt as if a light had been switched on, suddenly understanding the deep meaning contained within!
On the surface, he seemed to lose the ranch he had painstakingly managed for years, but from a more far-reaching perspective, this was equivalent to having a powerful and reliable organization willing to step forward and take on all possible troubles and concerns for him.
This way, he could devote himself entirely to the production work of the ranch without any worries.
Thinking of this, Robel no longer hesitated, nodded decisively, and said eagerly to Dutch:
"Alright, let's not waste any time. Let's head to Valentine now to handle the property transfer procedures!"
Dutch was slightly taken aback upon hearing this; he had thought the other party would need at least a few days of careful consideration to give a final answer.
He hadn't expected Robel to make a decision so readily; it seemed he had been too cautious and overthought things.
Dutch gave a look to Johnny Van der Linde beside him, and the understanding Johnny immediately knew what he meant.
Johnny walked toward Robel with a smile, signaling for them to set off for Valentine together.
Just as the two had ridden a short distance, Dutch and Strauss also caught up on horseback.
Dutch held a thick stack of bills in his hand, totaling as much as 500 dollars.
Seeing the money in Dutch's hand, Robel quickly waved his hands and shook his head, refusing with a serious face:
"No, no, no, I said 400 dollars is enough. I can't take a single cent more; consider the extra as interest for my overdue behavior!"
After listening to Strauss's translation, Dutch didn't hesitate and directly took back the remaining 100 dollars.
A short while later, the four arrived at the Valentine Bank.
After some friendly communication, the property was successfully transferred to Johnny's name.
To this end, the bank clerk had more than once subtly reminded Robel, asking if he was being coerced or threatened by anyone.
One must know, this bank clerk had a very deep impression of this Polish man!
Back when Robel first arrived, he could be described as stumbling and fumbling all the way. Only after experiencing many twists and turns and hardships—and ultimately taking a big loss—did he successfully buy that ranch.
And the person responsible for handling that transaction for him back then was precisely this bank clerk before them.
However, faced with the bank clerk's concern and suspicion, Robel appeared exceptionally generous and calm.
With a face full of smiles, he waved his hands repeatedly, stating that all of this was entirely of his own free will, and at this moment, he was indescribably happy, joyful to the extreme.
Immediately after, Robel enthusiastically extended an invitation to those before him:
"Gentlemen, I wonder if I might have the honor of inviting you all for a drink?"
Hearing this, Dutch and Strauss nodded in agreement without hesitation, showing expressions of delight;
But Johnny, after hearing Strauss's translation, looked troubled and politely declined:
"I'm really sorry, Dutch, I'm afraid I can't go for a drink.
Because I still need to rush back to bring food to John and the others."
Thus, as the four of them stepped out of the building together, happily preparing to head to the Smithfield Saloon for drinks and to buy food,
something unexpected happened—the saloon that should have been open for business was actually tightly closed, apparently already shut for the day!
Seeing this, the three could only shake their heads helplessly.
Subsequently, they turned toward a slightly smaller saloon on the other side of the street;
As for Johnny, he hurried alone to a nearby hotel to see if there was still any food available.