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At half past ten the next morning, Baron Brinel met Lumian on the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom.
Lumian was dressed very simply today. He wore a linen shirt with a black vest and brown trousers. The cuffs were rolled up above the elbow joints. He wore a brown round hat with a wide brim, which made him look Casual and rude.
Baron Brinel looked at it for a few seconds, and didn't say much, he just warned, "When you see the boss, try not to talk when you can."
"Okay." Lumian raised his hand and pressed the wide-brimmed round hat on top of his head.
Baron Brinel did not take Louis and others this time, and led Lumian down to the first floor, and got into the four-seat carriage that had been parked at the door. Within a quarter of an hour, the carriage turned into the memorial hall area and stopped at A fairly quiet street. The terrain here is higher than the surrounding area. The houses are single-family villas, mainly in white, beige and gray-blue colors. There is a lawn in the front and a garden in the back, surrounded by spiked iron fences .
Lumian glanced at the street sign and found that it was called "Spring Street".
Baron Brinel brought Lumian to No. 11 Spring Street, and pulled the rope hanging beside the iron gate. Not long after, a servant with obvious Southern Continental blood came over and opened the iron gate.
"Mr. Martin is waiting for you in the study." The dark brown manservant said a little arrogantly, without giving Baron Brinel and Luanmi a chance to respond, he turned around and stepped into two green blocks. There is a concrete road between the lawns for three carriages to run side by side.
Crossing the lawn, Luanmi and Baron Brinel arrived at the grayish-white three-story villa. The door of the villa was already opened, and a man dressed as a housekeeper in a black suit and dark tie was waiting there.
Baron Brinel quickened his pace and said with a smile, "Good morning, Faustino.
Good morning, Brinel, Faustino, who is over fifty, responded with a smile.
This is Mr. Normartin's butler, Mr. Faustino. "Baron Brinel introduced Lumian, and Lumian greeted him like a normal person without doing anything out of the ordinary.
Faustino nodded without saying anything, and led the two of them through a hall with gorgeous crystal chandeliers that could be used as a dance floor, and into a room full of bookshelves. Along the way, Lumian was really observing the environment, I found that in addition to various oil paintings, there were one-handed swords, two-handed giant swords, hammers, long spears, short bows and other weapons hanging on the wall. Stirrups, breastplates, etc. were occupied.
Fan of ice coolers? Lumian looked away and followed into the study.
Behind the desk, by the French window, stood a man nearly 1.8 meters tall. His hair was the most common black color of Intis, and there were a few silver strands on his temples. He appeared to be in his early forties, with deep facial features, and his eyes were bigger than normal The brown color is a little reddish. This man has fleshy cheeks, but the outline is clear, there are no obvious wrinkles on it, and his temperament is relatively friendly, like the kind of businessman who smiles before he speaks. At this time, He was wearing a white shirt, black suit and no tie or tie.
Good morning, Mr. Martin. Baron Briny's expression became quite respectful.
Wait until Lumian greets himself, Gardner. Martin smiled and said with emotion: "So young?
I can more and more understand the words that Emperor Roselle said, heroes often behave differently from others when they are young.
"Should I call you Lumi or Shire?" "Shire," Lumian replied seemingly deferentially.
Gardner. Martin walked back to the middle of the study through the French windows, and praised warmly, "In just one week, you killed two Sequence 8 Extraordinary, and severely damaged a Sequence 9. I can't even do it at your age." to this kind of thing.
"How many sequences do you have?"
"Sequence 8," the provocateur," Lumian replied frankly.
For his confession, Gardner. Martin was very satisfied, nodded and said: "What I just said was not perfect enough, and I couldn't do what you did when I was 8 degrees." Very well, our Savoy Party needs excellent young people like you .
Without waiting for Lumian to respond, he turned to ask: Did you find anything special from Hammer "Aite?"
Lumi'an thought for a while, without hiding anything, took out the fist-sized ball from his trouser pocket, and found this."
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Gardner. Martin showed an approving expression, "Very good, you can sell it to me, it's useless for you to hold it, how about 18,000 Phil?"
It's much more expensive than the 15,000 Filkin in Mr. K's party... Lumi installed it as if he didn't know that it was a Extraordinary feature and didn't know the exact price: "Can it be worth 18,000 Filkin?
Baron Brinel, next to Lumian, obviously didn't quite understand what the oddly shaped ball was, and the boss was willing to buy it for 18,000 Filkin.
Hammer: "What's on Aite's body? The materials he used to upgrade? Or, extraordinary people are also the same as extraordinary creatures? Baron Brinel suddenly had a lot of guesses, and he suddenly regretted that he promised to use it last night in order to maintain his dignity" Hammer "Give all items on Aite to Ciel.
"Haha" Gardner. Martin smiled heroically, "It is indeed very precious, but I have given you some premium, which is what you should be rewarded for." He then turned his head and promised the butler Fossian, "Go and get 18,000 cash Come here, don't pick the one with too much denomination.
Lumian didn't mind selling the Extraordinary characteristic of "Fighter" to Martin. He originally planned to sell it at Mr. K's party. He hoped to raise money to buy a magical item that could withstand the negative effects to make up for his mystery. Insufficient learning methods or insufficient camouflage.
After receiving the "Fighter Extraordinary Characteristics" handed by Charles, after playing with it for a few seconds, Gardner Martin said to Baron Brinel: Although Charles is young, he has already made enough contributions to our Savoy Party. And has very outstanding strength, it is time for him to take on more important responsibilities.
"Yeah!" It's hard enough for you to manage the lending business and the other shops on Market Avenue, let Charles help you manage the Breeze Ballroom, and leave some people for him so that he no longer depends on himself.
Baron Brinel twitched his muscles slightly, suppressing his inner dissatisfaction and loss, and said: "Mr. Ma" Breeze Ballroom is a hen that can lay golden eggs.
He didn't want to let it go out at all. If it wasn't for Mr. Martin's direct order, he would choose to lose the other business on Market Avenue to Shire, and suggested to transfer some from "Giant", Simon, "Blood Palm," Black Thugs to each other.
Lumian noticed that Baron Brinel had some emotions, and thought that the relationship between himself and him had cracked, and he could no longer cheat him as naturally as before. In the future, there may be only friction and conflict.
Gardner. Martin said to Lumian again: "You manage the Breeze Ballroom well. If you do well, I will give you some more serious business."
Thank you, Mr. Martin, Lumian bowed his head and responded cheerfully.
On the way back to Candide Market, Baron Brinel seemed to have returned to normal, chatting with Lumian about Savoyard affairs from time to time, polite and polite.
Entering the Breeze Ballroom, Louis and others greeted them. Before they had time to speak, Baron Brinel took a puff of his mahogany pipe and said, "Louis, Sakota, from today onwards you will be with Xia, Breeze." The hall is now run by him.
Most of the bruised and swollen marks on their foreheads had faded, and Sakota, who had naturally slightly curly brown hair, both showed expressions of astonishment and bewilderment. They knew that Charles would be rewarded this time, but they never thought that he could take over the Breeze Ballroom, and even assigned himself and others to him. He was the real leader of Savoy.
Baron Brinel ignored the reaction of his subordinates and said to Lumian with a smile, leaving me an office on the second floor for the loan business.
"Okay." Lumian was absent.
After a simple handover, Baron Brinel took two thugs to deal with some troubles in the loan business.
Lumian went up to the second floor, intending to ask about the operation of the Breeze Ballroom. Louis leaned over to him and said in a low voice, "Charles, no! Boss, Red Boots is in your office. I don't know if she's here." I'm looking for you or the baron, do you want to see her?"
"Red Boots" Franke? Lumigan nodded slightly: "Where is my office?" Louis hurriedly led the new boss through the cafe, into the corridor on the second floor, and came to a room at the bottom. "It's here, he pointed to the dark red wooden door, Lumian nodded, twisted the handle, and pushed the door open.
The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of bright red boots, which were standing on a brown wooden desk. Along the boots was a pair of off-white breeches, and then up were the cuffs and neckline, which were embroidered with a large number of flowers A sprawling white lady's country coat and a black-and-white check tweed jacket.
On top of them are smooth and slender necks, ruddy thin lips, straight and delicate noses, brown eyebrows that fly into the sideburns on both sides, bright and smiling lake-colored eyes, and a side that is simply tied into a high ponytail. Flaxen hair.
"Red Boots" Franke was sitting on the swivel chair that originally belonged to Baron Brinel, resting her feet on the edge of the table, as if this was her territory.