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Jowood area, outside the Coim company.

Klein stepped off the carriage and looked around. It seemed to have a strong sense of freshness from the future.

But in fact, he is no stranger to the neighborhood. He knows that the road is opposite the Jiadeli department store that the middle class likes very much. He knows that there is a well-known Xinji Dixi pie in a place not far away.

He once guarded Doragu Gail here, tracking the clues to find the other side!

Taking back the line of sight, Klein took the personal maid Richardson to the door of Coim, where Mrs. Mary and her close-fitting maid were waiting.

——In the relatively conservative folk customs of Lun, the lady’s personal servant must be the same sex, otherwise the wind assessment will be very bad, affecting social and marriage, so even if Mrs. Mary’s personal servant is equivalent to her secretary to some extent, she needs Mastering social etiquette, knowledge of shopping malls, and having certain negotiating skills can only be found among women who have received good education or have corresponding work experience, and cannot consider men.

Similarly, the personal servants and business secretaries of the gentlemen must be the same sex.

Of course, even if this is the case, people who can't control themselves will still have unethical behavior. In Beckland, there are things that happen to servants and employers every year. Among them, the women who are hurt are mostly, they are deceived. Or being forced or tempted to become a lover of a male employer. When it is discovered, it will be expelled mercilessly, lose its job, and then because the reputation is damaged, it can no longer be a servant, and a large part has to be a station. Street girl.

"Good afternoon, Daun." Madame Mary smiled and greeted her.

Klein took a ritual:

"Good afternoon, ma'am, it's quite busy here."

Such a discourse is slightly equal to the discussion of the weather.

Mary responded with two sentences and led Dawn Dontes to the entrance to Coim's company and smiled and said:

"When you have a professional, I will explain it to you and take you around.

"After about half an hour, I went upstairs. I prepared a cold meal and invited friends from different fields."

Friends in different fields... This is expanding my social circle for me... very sincere! Klein gently slammed:

"As a foreigner who has just arrived in Bakerland, I am always looking forward to meeting more friends."

"No, you are not like a foreigner at all. In my opinion, you are a true Beckland gentleman who has received a good education." Mrs. Mary responded politely.

During the talk, they passed the gate and entered the very nice hospitality area. A man with a burly figure and a formal dress, with two beautiful mustaches, was waiting for it.

"This is Luke Samuel, who is the first manager of Coyim." Mary introduced to Dawn Dontes.

In fact, I know him... Klein looked at Luke and smiled.

In his heart, Luke Samuel is a very calm, very professional gentleman. He loves machinery and has a masterful manner at the dinner. He will neither despise the poor detectives who were not famous at the time, nor deliberately please Minsk. A mid-level employee of several Beckland municipal departments living in the street.

"This is my friend, Daun Dontes, who is very interested in anthracite and high quality charcoal. You can help me with a detailed explanation." Mary turned to Luke.

Luke, who had long been stunned, stepped forward and looked at the rich man from Dixi Bay, showing a soft smile, and respected:

“Mr. Tang Taisi, here is the headquarters of Coim... We have long-term agreements with a number of anthracite coal mines... anthracite and premium charcoal for the Jowood, Hilston, North and West They have 30% of total demand and are expected to win big orders from the Navy..."

Luke, who has never seen this expression, I have never seen it before... Klein’s face is quietly following the other side in the Coim company, listening to him to introduce various aspects, from time to time to ask a word, but did not make any statement .

Half an hour later, they went up to the second floor and entered the big conference room.

It has been arranged in advance, and a table is placed on the wall. A plate of food is placed on the wrong floor. It is mainly cold food such as ham, bacon, sausage, bread, salad, cake, pudding, etc. However, there are also a small amount. Hot dishes.

Just getting started, Mary introduced the two men standing in the neighborhood for Dawn Dontes:

"This is the Daily Observer reporter Mike Joseph, this is the excellent surgeon Alan Kreis. In Beckland, you always have time to need them."

While listening to Mary's words, Klein looked at the two men with a smile, and the corner of his mouth almost twitched.

This is a friend I am very familiar with! Well, I am more familiar with Alan’s wife in his wife’s belly. The amount is a bit weird... Klein’s belly, patiently waiting for Mary to introduce Dawn Dontes to the opposite, is polite The land greeted Mike and Allen.

Compared with last year, Mike Joseph did not change much. His eyebrows were sparse, his skin was rough, his blue eyes were still charming, and although Alan Kreis was essentially a cold and restrained person, he was no longer apparent. In the past six months, everything seems to be going well, regardless of mood or confidence.

When I heard that Don Taes was a rich man from Desi, Mike took out the business card and smiled and handed it over:

"Do you mind if I sell it?

"If you want to advertise, you can come to me, whether it is the "Daily Observer" or the "Taxok", I can get a discounted price."

During the conversation, Mike squeezed his eyes and said that he was joking.

You are a journalist who always carries more fake documents... Why didn’t you give Sherlock Moriarty an advertising space that can get a discounted price? Look down on the big detective, right? Klein whispered a few words and exchanged business cards with each other:

"I have always had this need."

Then he turned to Allen and handed another business card to the other party:

"I had a disease some time ago. It didn't take long before I recovered. I especially understand the importance of doctors."

"I am a surgeon, I don't think you would like to see me too much." Allen said this, he took the business card.

No, I really hope to see you, even want to attend your child's birth banquet... Klein sighed, deliberately directed the topic to the medical field, and Alan, Mike talked quite well.

He had been worrying about how to get close to Allen and re-establish contact with a certain fetus. After all, the paper crane would break at any time, maybe not even once, and Sherlock Moratti would have a hard time appearing in Beckland, and Visiting at home, let alone attending a birth banquet.

Now there is no problem. With Mrs. Mary’s introduction, I can be very familiar with Alan. When I am, I will definitely be invited. Oh, maybe I can be a godfather of the “Silver of the Mercury”. After all, People who believe in the goddess... Will this make a fetus angry and angry... Be cautious, Allen doesn't mention it, I can't take the initiative to suggest... Klein is thinking happily.

He professionally converges on himself. He didn't show too much enthusiasm for the first time. He simply chatted a few words and followed Mary to meet other guests.

In the process, Klein did not forget to take food and drinks, and it seemed to adapt to such an environment.

After a lap, Mary stopped and said:

"Here are my friends."

It means not inviting people over there, but also including what I mean by your friends? Klein nodded lightly:

"As a gentleman, I probably shouldn't ask, but as a businessman, I have to know who is fighting for the control of Coim, or who?"

Mary was silent for two seconds:

"The Baron Sindras and his friends, who want to push the company to the stock exchange, earn a profit from the price, they do not care about how the company will develop in the future."

Baron Sindras, one of the richest people in Lun, relied on donations to the Conservatives to become aristocratic bankers, factory owners, big businessmen... His position was somewhat vague, though it was won by the Conservative Party. But sympathize with the businessman and get close to the new party... Klein thought about it and smiled and asked:

"Why don't you ask Mr. Hall to help? His father is a big aristocrat, a big banker, and should be able to provide the most effective help."

Mrs. Mary smiled bitterly:

"Mr. Hall does not want to participate in this matter. He said that he is the chief secretary of the Kingdom's Air Pollution Investigation Committee and cannot be involved in commercial activities related to anthracite and charcoal."

A gentleman who is really interested in politics... However, he should not be willing to succumb to the Baron Sindras... Oh, if I had chosen another butler, it should now be a relationship with Baron Sindras... He is so rich, I really want a premium, I can't afford it... Oh, will there be a plot to take money to kill me... Klein didn't ask more, but said:

"I will wait for the investigation report to come out."

Mary saw Daun. Dontes did not directly retreat, a little grateful to say:

"In this era, there are very few people with knighthood, and you are one of them."

Klein smiled and didn't promise anything. He would end up with a cold meal and sit on his high-end four-wheeled carriage and return to the North District.

Looking at the street scene outside the window for a while, Klein suddenly turned his head to the personal maid Richardson:

"Turn to the church of Saint-Saill."

The last time there was a change in the church and it was immediately calmed down. He never found a definitive answer, which made him have to consider whether he should look for an opportunity to contact the internal caretaker.

And he remembers that every afternoon, at least one internal caretaker would go to the big prayer hall to pray to the goddess.

How to contact? In that environment, even the chat is noisy... and too deliberate is easy to lead to doubt... Klein frowned slightly and decided to do the observation first and then find a solution.

The carriage did not change direction and still sailed to Berkrend Street, but it did not stop there and went straight ahead.

Klein in the compartment closed his eyes and calmed down a little nervous.