His Excellency the Count of Grandet

Probably the freshness of getting on the train is the most satisfying. On the first day on the train, Charles patronized and settled a group of gentlemen who were obviously over-excited.When he returned to his compartment at night, he suddenly felt tired—Victor was waiting for him.

"What, are you tired?" Victor read the expression on Charles' face at once.While pulling Charles to the long sofa, he said half reproachfully and half distressed: "Let you learn from me earlier!"

Charles lay down on Victor's lap, and chuckled when he heard this.The usual practice is that one sings the bad face and the other sings the good face. Didn't the two gods scare people away?Then what business do you do?So he didn't care, he just said: "It's okay, just let me rest."

Victor was well aware of Ciel's temperament, and he couldn't bear to speak of Ciel - he had never had heart towards Ciel - so he stretched out both hands and pressed Ciel's temples.

The technique was comfortable and the strength was moderate, and Charles soon fell asleep.But before falling asleep, he finally picked out the parts that needed attention from the complicated affairs of the day, and told Victor in detail.

Victor was not surprised by Michelle's behavior. “Michelle has always been that way,” he remarked. “He’s just more of a businessman than you, if anything.”

Charles opened a slit to look at Victor, and at this moment he was no longer sleepy. "You think he's telling the truth?"

"No," Victor denied bluntly, "falsification has always been his favorite way to play. But let me say," he said as he lowered his head, letting his eyes and Charles's stick in mid-air, "even if He really has something in his hands, and we are not afraid of him. The biggest thing at best is just adding a little trouble."

Charles blinked.In this era, portraits are all based on painting, news is all based on writing, and there is no such sophisticated thing as a pinhole camera in later generations.

In other words, even if Michelle had sent someone to follow him and Victor, there was no real evidence—the most important point is that he never wrote a love letter with Victor, and it was nothing but red lips and white teeth .

If the relationship between the two parties was good before, it was still dangerous; but if it was an enemy—especially Michelle and Victor are almost known to dislike each other—then people may be more inclined to slander.

In addition, it must be said that admitting to stalking has already insulted one's reputation, which greatly reduces the credibility of people; the evidence obtained from illegal channels has insufficient legal credibility.

As Victor said, there is trouble, but it is not fatal.

"He won't do things that are not beneficial." Charles pondered. "Just assuming he has something good in his hands—if he is really going to harm us, why bother to remind me? Isn't it better to do it secretly?"

Victor scoffed. "So you understand why I don't want to see Michele, even if he later defected to our side. As an opponent, he is difficult to deal with; as a partner, he still has a lot of things-because no matter what you say , he puts his own interests before everything else!"

"This is an unfavorable factor for cooperation." Shire analyzed objectively. "Even if it is two brothers, the interests and goals may not be completely consistent, let alone two people who have no connection at all? Seeking common ground while reserving differences is the truth."

"For us, there is no need to use this word at all." Victor continued.Because, as long as Charles wants, he is willing to give it!

The gazes of the two met in the air, and quickly became sticky.After exchanging a deep kiss, Charles went on to say: "Then what do you think about this matter?"

"I want to hear what you think first." Victor replied softly, with one hand still lingering on Charles' temple, playing with his short hair, his movements were soft and ambiguous.

Charles felt that Victor's reaction undoubtedly implied "let that Michelle go where the hell". "Two," he summed up his thoughts succinctly, "first, continue to cooperate, but it is estimated that we need to give up some of our cards at the same time. Or to describe it more accurately, see what Michelle intends to do for him. We can make a measure of how much we pay for things.”

Victor snorted noncommittally. "It's too cheap for him."

"Second, tell him directly, either listen to our side, or break up the team, and whoever he likes to play with." Charles continued. "I guess this kind of thing must be more to your liking." At the end of his speech, there was an unavoidable smile in his tone.

"If you ask me, both of these are too cheap for him." Victor disagreed.He never hides his temper in front of Shire, but he can clearly distinguish the gap between his emotions and reality, and he doesn't get carried away. "But since the most destructive power that Michelle can cause is nothing more than that, then you can do as you like." He said this, bent down, and kissed Charles on the lips: "He thinks you are too human If it’s too gentle, how about letting him feel this kind of 'gentleness'?"

What about "as you like"?Can't help but put forward a very tendentious suggestion?

Charles couldn't help laughing. "I think I'm going to suck," he murmured, reaching out his hand from Viktor's back to his neck.

This posture, bad direction is obviously opinion. "Oh?" Victor raised his eyebrows slightly, and breathed very close to Charles' cheek, "Would you mind explaining in detail?"

"You said that just now, I should have thought you were narrow-minded and vengeful." Charles replied, making a distressed look, "but I thought 'this little temper is great', isn't it downright bad? "

"'Small-tempered'?" Victor almost laughed angrily at this description, and he jumped out one sound at a time. "How about we do something that really reflects my 'little temper' now?"

The spring breeze never stopped overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, people who woke up found that there were many white petals swirling in the air beside the railway.

"Look, these trees are all imported from the West Indies, aren't they?"

"It's hard to say... I heard that there are also Africa and South America?"

"In any case, this is a beautiful scenery that cannot be seen in Paris!"

Amidst the chatter, the day is starting to look pretty good.Charles rose a little late, and had a slow breakfast before going out to perform his master's duties.

But it turns out that most people are in a good mood, and it doesn't represent all.At least Charles felt that he had just finished dealing with Michelle's affairs yesterday, and James Rothschild had a hand-to-hand fight with the Earl of Artois today.

Do, get, beautiful, beautiful!

But that was only from the fact that he had expected this to happen beforehand.This certainly allowed their faction to avoid greater pressure, but they also had to control the situation so that this emotion would not affect other passengers in the car, especially His Majesty the King.

So when the attendant invited Shire to go over, he asked the people present, and he had an idea in his heart.

There are really many reasons why the two factions do not see eye to eye.Religious belief alone is enough to make the sky dark and the earth dark on both sides.His Majesty the King must have known about this kind of thing, and he couldn't hide it.

Then, just keep the focus on religion and don't diverge from business for the time being, wouldn't it be good?It's not because of the money that they quarreled, so it's nothing to do with him!

A smile appeared on Charles' lips.He got up and, before leaving the house, told him to wait 15 minutes to ask the Cardinal of Troyes, Archdiocese of Paris, to go to the same compartment.

If Michelle knew that Charles had already planned this matter, she would never feel that Charles was too gentle with others!

This morning, Charles spent the whole morning amidst the insinuations and sabers and swords of people on both sides.He feels no pressure about it because he doesn't care about religion at all.The result was naturally as he expected, when it was time for lunch, the people on both sides didn't want to eat at all - angry.

At this time, it was Shire's turn to stir up the paste.In any case, religious debate is normal, but if it gets to the point where you don't eat lunch, everyone can smell the gunpowder in it.Now is not the best time to break up, so Earl Artois angrily led his people to withdraw first.

"...In order to cater for your taste, I specially invited a chef from Liverpool for you." Charles continued to persuade James, "If his cooking does not meet your taste, it is my negligence, and I hereby express my gratitude to you. You offer our sincere apologies."

James didn't really want to say a word.

What he cares about is not the lust of tongue at all, but the big stubborn force behind Count Artois!And looking back, even if Earl Artois doesn't like him, it's not a big deal, and there is the king; but the king and his brother don't like him, so what can we do?He has already done everything he can do. Could it be that the Paris business of the Rothschild family can only stagnate at his current level?

Thinking of this, James looked at Charles twice more.That face with soft and beautiful features is exactly the type he least notices, or looks down on - young master, vase... But no matter what description he uses, it can't cover up the other party's success!

The Rothschild family, like the Lafitte family, is mainly engaged in finance. Why can't they win over such industrial talents?

In their family, including him, there are five brothers!In Britain, in Austria, and in Prussia, the Rothschilds have all achieved great success!Why was he, and why was Paris in his charge, always at a standstill?

"I heard from domestic news that the cabinet has initially approved the industrial cooperation plan between Britain and France." James said suddenly, "What do you think about this?"

Charles raised his eyebrows inwardly. "As you know, Britain, France and Russia formed a defense alliance earlier. If we can strengthen economic cooperation, I think it should be conducive to the consolidation of the relationship between our three countries, and the world environment will be much more stable."

It's clever, neither affirming nor denying, anyway, it must be right to put a big hat on!James was now beginning to feel that there must be something hiding behind Charle's gentle and innocuous exterior.

It can't be said that he didn't expect this - because if Shire is really the same as it looks on the surface, it is impossible to achieve the current scale - but what he didn't expect is that Shire is far from reaching the limit!

"That's right." James barely suppressed what he wanted to do, and kept his tone and expression stable: "In this way, maybe we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future."

Although I tried my best not to show my anxiety, but I couldn't control my words anymore?Moreover, are you sure it is cooperation, not dumping or control?

Charles didn't trust James at all.Just kidding, the Rothschild family cannibalism! "I'm also looking forward to working with you." But he said this, with a perfect smile, "Unfortunately, I am not the one who makes the decision. It depends on the meaning of the above."

above?Which one is on top?James stared closely at Shire—a face that was made even more touching by the smile—but he felt that there was a lion with its claws hidden behind him.