Hogwarts executioner

After failing again, William stayed at home for more than a month. One Friday night in April, Francis called the Smith family.

When William walked down, he heard Alan and Catherine chatting.

"Pierre Skin Care Company?" Catherine frowned a little.

The red-winged parrot in her hand was eating dried meat. The beautiful little parrot won Catherine's love as soon as it came to the Smith house.

"Yes, it's Pierre Skin Care Company. They are preparing to enter the British market and sell beauty and cosmetics products. They invited us to join the British branch." Allen sat on the sofa and said to Catherine and others.

"But I can't leave, Ellen, there's a lot going on at the ranch," Catherine said.

"Well, I have to go alone." Allen said pretending to be regretful, and William could feel Allen's happiness.

"He smiles so happily!" Ao Hai started to shout again.

"Do bad things!"

"Do bad things!"

"Ellen, you must come back soon," Catherine added.

Allen glared at William fiercely.

I didn't teach it this sentence, William sighed.

Early the next morning, Allen got up early and drove to the city without breakfast.

Daniel frowned a little as he watched Allen striding away, and said to Catherine: "That Mr. Francis probably hopes to get your help, or the support of the Cavendish family, and you shouldn't let Allen go. "

Catherine looked calmly and said: "Let Alan hit the wall, dad, he will never give up." Her tone seemed to be talking about a Don Quixote sprinting towards a windmill.

The little parrot rubbed Catherine's face affectionately with its long beak and shouted: "Quack, if you don't fight for three days, go to the house and let William beat him!"

Catherine couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha, little one, who taught you this sentence?"

"William!"

Daniel sighed and turned back to the house.

William looked very excited when he saw Alan coming back in the evening. What made William frown was that Allen changed into a designer suit and tie. When he left in the morning, he was wearing an old suit.

During dinner, Allen was in high spirits. He narrated loudly: "Francis's goal is very clear. This year he will establish a branch and open up the market. This year's task is 300 million, next year's sales will be 800 million, and the sales target in 1993 will be 2000 million. From now on, Sales increase by more than 10% every year.

He asked me to forward his invitation, hoping that Catherine would serve as the deputy general manager and public relations manager of the branch, with an annual salary of 10 pounds plus sales bonus for the time being, and I would serve as a legal consultant, with an annual salary of 8 pounds plus performance. I think it's very good, Catherine you should consider it. "

William was sitting next to Allen and smelled the perfume of more than three women from him.

This made William very helpless. He couldn't tell Catherine.

Catherine interrupted Alan and said: "If we go to London to work, we should first go to a law firm, not a private company, let alone the private company of the Delacour family. Have you considered William, will our future Son, show your love to our boss’s daughter regardless of criticism?”

Allen retorted: "William was very young and that's normal in modern times."

Katherine put down her knife and said seriously: "I won't go. My mission now is to help the ranch open new income channels."

Allen was a little frustrated and said angrily: "But I have already promised Francis."

Catherine sneered: "That's your promise, not me." She got up and grabbed the parrot, left the dining table and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Gah, I'm hungry!" the parrot flapped its wings and cried, holding on to a piece of steak with its claws.

Allen's face was ashen, and the two finally found peace and started the cold war mode again.

Daniel glanced at Allen and said calmly: "If you have the ability, go by yourself, don't drag Catherine along."

Allen blushed and suddenly said to William: "William, go and persuade your mother."

"If Dad doesn't smell like other women's perfume, I might consider it."

William refused directly, and Allen was afraid that he would not be able to refuse the feasting and entertainment in London. If he really went to London, he was worried that this family, which was already full of cracks, would quickly fall apart.

When Daniel heard this, he threw the fork into the plate angrily and stared at Allen closely, anger rising on his face.

"Well, William, don't talk nonsense. I was just discussing business with Francis and a few people at the Carnation Club. This is a high-end club where many of London's barristers, rich people and economic experts are. The room is all lit with spices, isn't it? perfume."

Allen explained quietly, fearing that Catherine would come down at this time.

"You disappoint me so much, Alan." Daniel left the dining table and turned to the bedroom. The old man was angry with his son.

"You shouldn't say that, William, you are my son." Allen complained.

"Because of this, I want to remind you, Dad, that there are some things you should pay attention to. In this family, you are not the one in charge, so you have to be cautious." William said bluntly.

"I don't want to leave here with my mother one day and leave you and grandpa here to grow old."

Seeing William get up and leave, Allen stared blankly at the dining table, speechless for a moment.

To Daniel and William's dismay again, Alan drove out every morning for the next few days and came back at night.

Catherine was having a cold war with Alan and was busy with the cashmere factory, so she didn't pay much attention.

Daniel first secretly asked William at night if Allen smelled of women's perfume. William looked into his grandfather's eyes and nodded slightly. Daniel was extremely disappointed and stopped asking again.

A week later, William made a greeting phone call to Francis in England at home, and finally said intentionally or unintentionally: "Uncle, the perfume on my father's body has become stronger and stronger recently. Are you still in the perfume business? Can you give it to my mother?" Send some to try.”

Francis was speechless. William waited for a while, and after receiving no reply, he said softly: "Uncle, goodbye."

In the next few days, Allen called Frances and all the invitations to parties were declined. Allen tried to drive to the city, but soon came back disappointed.

Francis' evasion made Alan think that Catherine had intervened, so he simply stayed in the guest room.

"Dad, I called Uncle Delacour." William looked at the sulking Allen lying in the guest bedroom, feeling depressed.

"Go out, I want to be quiet." Allen said.

Like Catherine said, it'll be fine in a few weeks.

A few weeks later, Allen resumed his life of hunting, drinking, and having outdoor dinners. He no longer mentioned London, and the ranch was completely managed by Catherine.