[Pride and Prejudice] Becoming Katherine Bennett

Also feeling that life is wonderful is Catherine who is returning to Longbourne.

Sitting in the carriage, Catherine watched the ever-changing scenery outside through the window, and heard the chirping of birds, feeling that the whole world is very cute.She hummed a Scottish tune, and said to Mr. Bennett with a smirk on her face, "Dad, why don't you smile? Be happy. The weather is so nice today, and the air is so fragrant."

"You're right, Kitty," said Mr. Bennet, glancing out of the gloomy window, "that it's going to rain in a little while. If you'd put your sack down, I'd rather believe you did it for happy with the weather."

Catherine continued to smirk, holding the small purse tightly, not letting go at all.

The contract negotiations went so smoothly today that it's unbelievable.

When Catherine first arrived at the newspaper office, when she saw two Mr. Gordon, one old and one young, standing in the office with smiles to welcome them, she felt a real "click" in her heart.This kind of battle is to pull out a layer of skin from them?

Especially that young Mr. Gordon.Catherine was a technician in her previous life and once participated in the negotiation of project cooperation on behalf of the technical department.The kind of brutal scene where everyone is dressed in suits and leather shoes, with a gentle attitude, but the words are bloodless, and they are determined to kill each other to the point of death. Avoid being reduced to the miserable state of dealing with people.

Although the young Mr. Gordon is very handsome, dignified, personable, and smiling all the time, the vaguely aggressive temperament from all over his body still made Catherine tremble, and she regained the memory of being negotiated in the past. Fear of human domination.

Don't look at the last signing of the contract, when she asked Mr. Bennett to relay it one by one, it was because she didn't appear on the stage and only used it on paper to bb.When it comes to face-to-face pk, if it is the old Mr. Gordon, she still feels that she can barely handle it. Facing this, Catherine is very confident that she will be hanged and beaten.

But she really didn't expect...

"Mr. Gordon is so kind and generous! Dad," Catherine said with excitement now, "he took the initiative to raise the manuscript fee to 600 pounds, and agreed to my proposal to collect publishing dividends."

During the negotiation, Catherine bit the bullet and said that she wanted to publish dividends instead of a fixed remuneration.As soon as this outrageous remark was uttered, she saw old Mr. Gordon's eyes widen.In fact, she didn't expect them to agree, she just followed the technique of setting the price higher first, and then grinding it down bit by bit.

But never expected that Mr. Gordon actually agreed.

"No problem, Miss Bennett." Mr. Gordon's voice was deep and magnetic, as if someone had gently plucked the strings of a double bass.

"What did you say?" Catherine thought she wanted to get rich so much that she had auditory hallucinations.

"I said no problem." Mr. Gordon looked at her, raised the corner of his mouth, and the dimple on his left cheek was looming, "it makes sense."

At that moment, in Catherine's eyes, Mr. Gordon seemed to have two huge white wings growing from his back, and a golden flash shone above his head. In the light, countless pounds also flew towards her with small wings.

Coming out of the newspaper office with a contract that was a dream for her, Catherine repeatedly urged Mr. Bennett to get in the car quickly, for fear that Mr. Gordon would regret it if he walked too slowly.

When she was about to step into the carriage, Mr. Gordon, who escorted them to the carriage, suddenly said, "I look forward to seeing you next time, Miss Bennett."

Catherine turned around and saw that the rich boy's blue eyes were like gemstones under the sunlight, she smiled sweetly: "Me too, Mr. Gordon."

God of Wealth, you'd better come every day!

Taking the 300 pounds that Mr. Gordon had just given her, Mr. Bennett and the others first went to the Bank of England to exchange the money into gold.

In order to store her small treasury, Catherine sewed a small cloth bag similar to a sack with the strongest cotton cloth, and reinforced it with several layers on the outside. It looked like it was used to store valuables.

In the words of Mr. Bennett, I am afraid that others will not be able to see that there is money in it.

Today's gold price is 4.25 pounds per ounce, and the pounds Catherine harvested today can be exchanged for nearly 4 catties of gold.

4 catties!Listen to the units of measurement, and make them into big gold chains that can be coiled around the neck several times!

Catherine carefully and tightly hugged the small sack in her arms. As soon as she came out of the bank, she quickly ran into the carriage, then sat in the carriage and poked her head out, looked around vigilantly, and asked Mr. Bennet vigilantly: "Dad?" , no one noticed me, did they?"

Mr. Bennet looked at her, unable to find anything to say for a long time.

For the first time, the old gentleman reflected on whether the will he made was too unreasonable, and why he forced Catherine from a stupid child to another level of stupid child.

Catherine was intoxicated in the frenzied joy of making money, thinking that nothing in the world could affect her mood at this time.

But she was still too young.

"Mom, you actually asked Jane to ride to Nedfell?"

Before Catherine went into the bedroom after arriving home, she saw Jane changing clothes, saying that she was going to Nedfield, and Mr. Bingley's two sisters invited her to dinner.

Jane and Mr. Bingley grew closer, and such an invitation was quite normal.Catherine made a joke with a grin, and told her to walk slowly, and went into the house to hide her gold.When she finished appreciating the gold and was finally happy enough to no longer giggle needlessly, she learned from Elizabeth that Jane was riding a horse to Nedfield Manor.

And when Elizabeth said that it was Mrs. Bennet who forbade Jane to take the carriage, Catherine was furious: "Mom! The sky is so gloomy, it looks like it will rain soon, how can you do this?"

"What do you know, I'm doing this for Jane's sake. She can live there for the night when it rains, which is only good for her relationship with Mr. Bingley."

Just as he was talking, there was rumbling thunder outside the window.Soon, pouring rain fell from the sky.

"Oh, you see, my blessing has worked, so Jane will definitely stay in Nedfield." Mrs. Bennet said proudly.

Catherine was so angry that her temples twitched, and her entire face was flushed with anger.

"Why do you have such a big reaction?" Mrs. Bennet was dissatisfied.

"Jane gets sick easily in this kind of rainy day." Catherine always believed that her time travel had something to do with Catherine's illness and high fever, and she was very angry at her mother's absurd arrangement.

"No, how can you expect your sister to be bad."

Catherine didn't want to say any more words to offend her mother, so she went back to the bedroom trembling with anger, not even in the mood to eat dinner.

The younger sisters were worried about Jane's situation, and their worries were intensified by a letter from Nedelfil's servant early the next morning.

In her letter, Jane said that she had a sore throat and a headache, but she was well taken care of, and that she would go home after her health was better according to the arrangement of her friends, so that her family members should not worry. 2

When Elizabeth finished reading the letter, Catherine and her exchanged glances, and the same idea came to their minds: they were going to see Jane in Nedelfil.