Flowers, Swords and France

It was another fresh morning. Next to the magnificent residence of Baron de Beauvin, the carefully decorated garden was blown by the gentle breeze, filling the place with the fragrance of flowers. The morning sun matched with this fragrance of flowers, making this man The great banker's mansion became like a fairyland.

However, such a beautiful morning did not seem to impress the owner here at all. As usual, Miss Lola de Beauvin, wearing a precious black dress, walked towards her father step by step at a regular and rhythmic pace. He walked to the study with no expression on his face, as if he didn't even see anyone.

Faced with such a cold aura of hers, many servants hurriedly moved aside, not daring to make a sound, for fear of offending this harsh and arrogant young lady.

After the servant carefully opened the door, Laura walked in slowly, then lowered her head and saluted.

"Dad, you called me here so early. What's the matter?"

Her voice was very soft, but her tone was soft and tactful, completely different from the tone she usually used with others. It also contains a certain true sense of respect and respect. This kind of respect is not only based on blood, but also comes from a kind of spiritual recognition and worship.

Yes, in Laura's eyes, her father, the great banker Baron de Beauvain, is the most reasonable mentor in the world, a philosopher, and even a saint who has seen through all the truths in the world. Unlike her brother, she took almost every warning from her father to heart and was always ready to put it into practice.

"It's not very early, my daughter." Baron de Beauvin was sitting next to the desk. He raised his head slightly, and a rare soft smile appeared on his face, "I have been sitting here for several hours."

After hearing my father's joke. Laura raised her head again and looked at her father. Because he had to deal with documents, he put on a gold-framed monocle. Although there were gray hairs on the temples and wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, the eyes behind the lenses were still bright and energetic at this moment, as if they would last forever. I don't know how tired I am.

Today her father is still working hard as usual. Processing those documents and documents that seem to be endless, using countless amounts of money as a baton to control a bank and even a country to revolve around him.

What a spectacular feat! This is what my father spent decades building!

"Your hard work is extremely admirable. I will definitely learn from you." Inspired by a feeling of honor, Laura lowered her head again and paid tribute to her father.

"Okay, what kind of compliments should we say between father and daughter?" The baron waved his hand gently. He motioned for his daughter to come to the side. Then he looked at Laura with concern, "How are you doing with the homework assigned to you recently?"

"It went very smoothly." Laura immediately replied, "If you need it, I can go back and compile a summary report for you right away, including the difficulties encountered, the next steps I plan to take, and the expected profits. List them all..."

"No, no need." The banker shook his head, "Since I have told you to leave these matters to you, then you can handle it with full authority. No matter whether you are making a profit or losing money, I will not interfere. As long as you are doing it seriously. Okay. Of course, the children of Baron de Beauvin can afford the tuition."

When he said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and a hint of cloud suddenly passed over his face, "Hey, if only your brother could be as serious and motivated as you! At this age, I still just want to play, hey... I really need to teach him a lesson!"

"Maurice has so many friends, so he has to spend some time socializing." Laura seemed to be helping to say good things, but in fact she was quietly sarcastic about her brother.

"Bah! What kind of friend! You're not interested in his money! If you're just interested in his money, that's fine. None of these idiots can teach him how to spend money like a banker. They can only teach him how to make mistakes. Stupid!" the baron spat angrily, with no so-called aristocratic manner. "I'll have to teach him a lesson sooner or later!"

After scolding him for a few times, he realized that it was meaningless, so he sighed softly, "Hey, forget it, I sent him out because he had something to do today, so I won't mention him anymore." Then, he looked at his daughter again. , "I called you here today just so that you can come and learn a lesson from us."

"What do you mean?" Laura was a little confused.

"You'll know later." Father smiled slyly, and then sighed softly, "At this age, you really should learn how to run a business. Laura, you are very smart, and Dad has always You know everything, and you also know how to work hard not to waste this wisdom, which makes me most gratified! When I retire and hand over the family business to Morris, I will feel more at ease having you to assist him. Already..."

In your eyes, no matter how hard I try, can I only help him? Just because I'm just a daughter?

This question suddenly crossed Laura's mind, and then she suppressed the thought forcefully, without any strange appearance on her face. "I will always serve the family. Isn't this my destiny? Don't worry, father."

She answered firmly.

"That's great!" After hearing this answer, Baron Beauvain was very happy. "As long as our family is united, then there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Then what do you want me to learn today?"

"Learn some things that can help you truly understand what we are doing." The father smiled slyly again.

After hearing the Baron's explanation, Laura's heart suddenly jumped heavily.

Although her father's tone was very relaxed, his meaning was obvious - starting from today, she could get in touch with the core aspects of the family business, instead of the small things she had done before.

How could this not make her happy?

Suppressing the ecstasy in her heart, she still stood beside her father silently.

"At your age, it's time to see clearly." The baron picked up the silk cloth, gently wiped his single-frame glasses, and then picked up a document and read it, "This world has been around since ancient times. There is a kind of rule. Although it has not been written down in writing, it has always been clear. The truth is before everyone. Isn’t it true that money can help people? Those who break into a house and steal a few pieces of bread because of hunger will have to work hard in the labor camp, and then they will cheat and steal hundreds. Thousands of people are the heroes of society! Yes, we are the biggest heroes of this era!

As long as you have money, you will be praised and admired by everyone, and you can become a guest in every living room of the upper class. As long as you have money, as long as you have countless money, then everything you do is reasonable. Ha, my daughter, sometimes I think we should write a line in Article 1 of the Constitution, 'Poverty is the greatest crime in the world! ’”

"Dad, I have heard these words so many times..." Laura replied with a smile, "Even if it is a wise saying, people don't like to hear it dozens of times."

"Ha, I'm sorry, people tend to talk more when they get older, hahahaha," the Baron suddenly laughed, "It doesn't matter, just remember these words, you can't be wrong!"

While Laura was laughing with her father, she was secretly thinking about what would happen to make her father so happy.

Soon, she got her answer.

Those in the study room were knocked gently.

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"Sir, Mr. de Treville is already here!"

It's him? What is he here for? What can you teach me? After hearing this rather familiar surname, Laura was secretly surprised.

"Come in!"

Before Laura came to her senses, the door was opened, and as she expected, the person who came in was Mr. Charles de Treville. Because of the recent loan, she had interacted with this young man several times, and she could be considered an acquaintance.

The young man walked to the center of the room calmly. He was a little surprised when he first saw Laura there, but he quickly calmed down again. Then, he bowed humbly to his father, and then sat on the sofa next to him, his expression relaxed and natural. The morning sunlight shines through the glass window onto the young man's face, seeming to cast a golden glow on him.

Laura had to admit that no matter by any standards, this gentleman was indeed a quite handsome young man. He had a soft face, delicate features, a rather slender figure, and a very well-educated manner. There was a general look on his face. With a gentle and humble smile. In terms of looks alone, this young man definitely deserves to have such a sister.

However, her father would not look at someone differently because of his appearance, and she would never look at someone differently. No matter how beautiful the porcelain is, it is just porcelain, fragile and useless.

Therefore, there must be a reason why my father valued this young man so much and happily lent him so much money. What's the reason? She couldn't help but be secretly curious, but she knew that in this situation, all she could do was remain silent.

"Mr. de Treville," after looking at each other for a while, my father finally said, "Every time I see you, you seem to be more energetic... You are becoming more and more like a standout guy, right?"

"And every time I see you, your money will be much more than last time." The young man replied with a smile, "Can I understand that your words are to once again improve your respect for me?" Credit rating implications?”

"Hahahaha..." the banker grinned, "it depends on your performance today."

Then he raised his head and looked directly at the other person.

"Okay, sir, you and I are both busy people now, so I won't say any more nonsense. You should have completed the plan? Although... there are no outsiders here."

Sure enough, I have been reused by my father!

Under the huge joy, Laura felt the blood rushing straight to her face, and she quickly lowered her head even more.

I want to see what tricks you are playing. (To be continued...)