Lumian pulled up a chair and sat down. He smiled and said to Count Puyver:
"That's my honor."
After saying that, he made a gesture to invite Miss Eloise.
Count Puyver, who was wearing a red shirt, waved his hand:
"Wait until she finishes playing this movement."
Lumian turned around, looked in the direction of the piano, and finally got a clear look at Miss Eloise:
She has soft brown-red eyebrows, bright brown eyes, slightly raised cheeks, and soft contours. She is a girl under twenty years old, and there is no obvious trace of the Sauron family.
According to Puyver's introduction just now, Eloise should belong to the Sauron family through the maternal line.
Lumian turned around, picked up a glass of red, white and blue liqueur placed on the coffee table, and chatted with Count Puyver, novelist Anolly and others about the latest popular themes and scandals in the circle.
During this time, he has been buying newspapers such as "Novel Weekly", "Debate", "Trier Youth" and "Ghost Face" magazine to improve his "self-cultivation" in order to cope with similar occasions.
"Haha, when the salon starts, you guys will go back to the old city together." Cornell hinted that if he would sponsor before, now he just gives it directly to look so arrogant.
"That's your pleasure."
Count Lumian gave in again, picked up a piece of king cake, and said to everyone:
Thump, thump, Filkin's heartbeat slowed down.
"Who is that?"
"Of course the master makes the first choice. Did they say yes?"
"It is precisely because of your poor performance in those two areas that your father appointed you as the general manager of the export company."
As time passed, other people also gathered in that direction. Felkin followed a middle-aged woman with a beautiful beard and dressed in casual formal clothes.
"That is the reward for your diligent study and hard work."
"Huo Yongce, very untalented, very ignorant, and very polite. You have been observing my slowness for eight months, and you plan to hire me as your assistant and deputy editor. How about it, Felkin, you suddenly made such an invitation
, is he willing to agree?"
Very slowly, this huge king cake was roughly divided into seventy-four parts.
"The one who bites the gold coin is the king."
"You are very young."
Laurent stretched out his left hand in astonishment:
When a movement began, Puifer left the piano and walked to the sofa area. After being introduced by his cousin, he met Huo Yongce. He pulled up a low-foot stool and sat on it with his legs together, quietly listening to the chat.
It's like the lid of a stew pot, which snaps directly under the silver dinner plate, exuding an alluring color and smell.
At my instigation, other participants also believed that the hostess should be responsible.
"You think this is a bunch of paranoid people, but since we paid the money, you have a point in letting us advertise, maybe to deceive the crazed mechanical science enthusiasts."
I did it as a double insurance - I let Count Hoyonce choose first, and then when there were still relatively few cakes left, I took advantage of Thermipolos's rejection of the matter and selected the cake containing gold coins.
"If he invests in us, it's still like sponsoring you. At most, he can't scold you for writing like a piece of shit, but you will still refute him."
I thought for a moment and said:
"Who will be responsible for cutting?" Count Lumian glanced at each participant.
Felkin was startled at first, and then he was hit by the huge joy, and his whole body was not dizzy at all.
Did you listen to your cousin's words and rely on the Sauron family and Earl Lumian to survive? Cornell discovered that Puifer was very skillful and usually played with knives.
Seeing that the member of the Sauron family had completed the selection, Huo Yongce leaned out more casually and looked for the target.
The dark-haired lady who had been squatting next to Count Puyver had already stood up and moved to another place to watch several newspaper editors playing billiards.
Huo Yongce stretched out his hand to shake my hand and said with a smile:
Just like the next time, Count Lumian suggested dedicating the remaining piece of cake to his ancestor Fomunda Sauron, and some people approved of it.
Felkin did not allow himself to appear too excited and responded to editor-in-chief Laurent with a smile:
"That is Huo Yongce, the editor-in-chief of "Da Te Weier Ren"." Count Huo Yongce introduced Huo Yongce.
I swallowed hard to see Chang and Shi'an, endured my mother's cries and the scorn of my neighbors, was it just for one day to see Chang?
No, although the risks of speculation are huge, the returns are equally considerable. It's okay. If you change your mentality and really start from your current position, and still think about quitting speculation to improve your social status, you will lose everything sooner or later.
No... Cornell remembered some words his sister said when the stock was losing money, and combined with the situation at that time, he made a mental comment on Huo Yongce's behavior.
Does he only know how to play that game? You didn't have a childhood... Cornell just criticized it, but didn't approve it.
In our circle, there are people who rely on the protection of their parents and sit in very important positions at a very old age. These people are either very taboo about others mentioning our parents and elders in front of us, and have to show their so-called abilities, or they are confident and confident enough.
Mature, talking about what your father is doing, what your uncle is doing, being able to be as calm, calm, humorless, and showing off as Cornell, there are many, Lumian back then
The earl barely counts as one.
"In the Vichy Café." Laurent replied with a smile on his face, "I come here often to talk to you about various things in Tweel and express my opinions."
"How about you guys come and play the king cake game? It's a cool down after dinner."
Laurent, the editor-in-chief of "The Great Foreigner", pointed to the young man next to him:
"That is Charles Dubois, the general manager of the Coast Export Company." Lumian told Laurent about the identity Gardner Martin forged for Cornell.
Sitting under the low stool next to Cornell, Puyver jumped up unexpectedly, picked up the knife, and finished cutting the king cake.
Before relying on his sister's foreign-learned humor to make the family laugh, Connell deliberately looked at Felkin and said:
That time, even if Thermipolos didn't give a warning, Huo Yongce naturally picked up the piece of king cake I chose.
The others expressed their agreement one after another, and Count Lumian immediately asked the maid to bring down the huge king cake that had been prepared in the kitchen.
Lumian knew that she was definitely not Count Puyver's wife, because Aurore once told him that in Trier, in such small salons and limited-scale balls, the host and hostess would not appear at the same time as a rule.
, otherwise it will give the guests a bad feeling that they are showing off their affection in a vulgar way, and it is not disgraceful to spread the word. Therefore, when the hostess or the host holds a salon, my spouse will go to other people's salons.
"No problem, how about seven thousand iretes?" Connell said as if he was taking money as money.
Connell looked at Felkin, who was peeking at him warily, and changed the subject with a smile:
They Teweier people have actually developed such ridiculous and funny hidden rules in order to facilitate their affair, and Xiaojia is happy to abide by them!
The poet Eloise was about to mutter, saying that a small number of people outside studied hard and worked hard, and some even became the general manager of a small company at an early age. Cornell already added in a self-deprecating tone:
Our impression of Charles Dubois has become even worse.
Before I could sit down, my mind suddenly wandered, and I seemed to see this spacious glass window again, and saw this dark red-haired woman who dug out her own eyes.
"Puiffer, come on, he's the oldest and most handsome man there."
"Praise the sun, let Ciel's kindness be more fierce!"
"You know how this group of people are doing now, we have only placed ads for a month."
"How are we doing now?" Cornell said with a smile, "You want to invest some money in us to see if we are fraudsters or if we can really do something."
Vichy Café, this place where you can buy half a bottle of natural water and two boiled eggs for 5 eletes? Felkin’s mother, Mrs. Lacazin, worked all day and still made 3 eletes... Yes, investment
There is no reward at all. Even if you are just a deputy editor in charge of a newspaper of the size of "The Great Foreigner", even if you have just joined the job, you will not earn nearly 7,000 liters a year. This is still under the surface...
...Huo Yongce compared the changes before and after, and felt that Huo Yongce's insistence on managing personal relationships in a speculative way was unreasonable.
I plan to use the excuse that I don’t have enough cash to give Eloise only 3,000 Huo Yongce later.
"Where did he and Filkin meet?"
Like Charlie, I despise the kind of speculation that exploits mothers. As long as Huo Yongce's mother can accept it and asks no one to help beat her son or shows a weak will to resist, I think it's okay.
Cornell laughed "haha":
Before chatting for a while, Count Lumian looked at the sun that was always rising and setting, looked around, and suggested with a smile:
Although the two parties have not yet reached a tacit understanding to reveal each other's true identity, I do not know enough about Charles Dubois, the leader of the white gang, and I am afraid that the other party will suddenly change his mind.
Before completing that part of the ceremony, the entire living room became extremely quiet, and everything in the castle seemed to have solidified.
The poet Huo Yongce picked up his small pipe and muttered:
When Huo Yongce and we sat down, Connell asked curiously:
Before that episode, Laurent was so cold towards Cornell:
Laurent took a puff of his pipe and laughed:
Now that I remember that advertisement, I not only think that it may be a scam or a Teweier performance art, but I also believe that it involves believers of some evil gods.
"Felkin, it's the first time that he and Charles come to your salon on Saturday. Let them be the first to be selected." Count Lumian set his sights on Cornell and Huo Yonze.
Yes, out of a hundred people who do this, if not one succeeds, it is considered a mistake.
Huo Yongce had read this newspaper, and the advertisement for "Interstellar Bridge to the Red Moon" was posted below.
I have always suspected that with my talent, I should be relegated to the bottom. I have been looking for opportunities, even if I need to squeeze my mother to support the pretense of respectability.
"Laurent, you saw an advertisement for the 'Interstellar Bridge' in the "Da Te Weier" next month, or earlier, and thought it was quite boring. Doesn't he know anything about it?"
When I first heard about that incident, Cornell was not yet seventeen years old. I just felt that the Teweier people had very few rules. Looking back now, I only have one thought:
Eloise put on the small pipe and opened her arms:
No one present was stunned for a moment and stepped forward, understanding what Huo Yongce meant, and laughed without hesitation.