His Excellency the Count of Grandet

Victor didn't move.He stared at Shire, and seemed to have seen Shire's intentions - this smile was too fake, it was definitely not an invitation; so, it was a threat?His gaze drifted down a little.

Charles had just come back from the outside, and the coat was still in good condition—short at the front and long at the back, with the front part only reaching below the chest, and then tilted all the way back in a very smooth posture until it became two not too long swallowtails.The lower part of the dark silk vest inside is exposed, and the black embroidery can be seen directly; followed by loose breeches with a belt of the same color——

There is a small cowhide bag buttoned on the top, slightly protruding from the edge of the skirt.Without opening it, Victor knew that there must be a pistol inside.Even, in a deeper, invisible place, there will be a leather case for the saber, but it is usually empty.

There is no doubt that this is a threat!

Victor licked his lips imperceptibly, which was his usual little movement when he was excited or excited. "Honey," he said, his voice lowered, "is this how you treat your future creditors?"

Whether it was the address or the tone of voice, Charles was unmoved.In his opinion, there was only half a sentence in Victor's answer that was worthwhile—future creditors.This implies that Victor agreed. "I thought I needed to show you marksmanship," he said, with a slight hum, but stopped talking. "I can remind you that what creditors want in return is more money — just need it."

Victor raised an eyebrow, as if to retort.But in fact, at the same time, he moved forward at a speed that didn't match his previous laziness, like a tiger pounced on his food—

A delicate and compact pistol was instantly pressed against his chest.

"Want to know if I mean it, huh?" Charles smiled.The distance between the two of them was so close that they could hear each other's breathing, but Victor, who was supporting the wall with one hand, also stopped, and didn't seem to intend to go any further—it was clearly still a test!

At a close enough distance, Victor carefully looked at Charles' delicate eyebrows and soft contours, and the smile on his lips grew stronger, as if he wasn't the one who was pointed at the heart with a gun. "You have beautiful hands," he said, and suddenly changed the subject: "It's a shame to hold a gun."

The words had a long meaning, and Charles almost rolled his eyes.Is this guy hinting at something else?Or touch something else?

No matter which one it is, can this man show some face!

"I know you understand what I mean." Victor moved closer, and said these words almost on Charles' forehead, with a very ambiguous tone.Then he took a step back, opened the distance, and continued: "You also know that games are boring to play with only one person, don't you?" He took another step back, then turned around and turned back.

Looking at his back, Charles didn't dare to relax immediately.Who knows if this man will suddenly kill a carbine?

As if aware of this thought, Victor suddenly stopped.When Charles was alerted for a moment, what he said was: "The interest has been settled." He waved his back to Charles, "Anyway, at most three months, it's not enough to buy you a sword."

The door closed before Charles' eyes.

Charles stared at the carving on the door for three seconds before putting away the gun.It seems that Victor and him have reached a consensus inadvertently - let's see who can consume who!The meaning of three months obviously means that Victor believes that he can pay off the loan before the end of the year; based on the normal interest rate of the loan, the interest does not exceed two thousand francs, and it is normal for Victor to look down on it.As for the sword... Do you think he really doesn't know how to carry it?

But then again, although Victor spoke to him openly, he really didn't take advantage of it, just like the distance just now.

Dark eyes, a half-smile face, and a bitter-sweet cedar aroma mixed with coffee... Ciel recalled these details, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

That's right, the game alone is too boring!

While thinking about this, Charles had already returned to his room.Of course he didn't know that Victor began to laugh silently as soon as he closed the door, until he bent over; he also didn't know that there was a third person near the landing to calm her overly nervous mood.

"If what I see is what I imagined," Mrs. Le Maire said to herself in a very low voice, pressing her beating heart, "then they are exactly the same match."

Merciful Virgin Mary!Fortunately, she walked slowly, and the plush carpet in the corridor was thick enough to not be noticed—although she just passed by by chance and heard nothing, seeing the gun was scary enough!

Madame Lemaire thought, crossed herself, and went back to her room as quietly as possible.Seeing Charles's quickness without blinking when he drew his gun... Should I say it's fortunate that she didn't do anything too much before?

The manor and financial problems were settled within a day, and Charles had no dreams all night, and he woke up refreshed.He didn't oversleep today, so after getting himself ready, he saw the other three when he went downstairs.Then he remembered that today's Lafite Chateau's group activity repertoire is still looking at the grape fields - of course it is impossible to run all the places in one day.

"Oh, you're up today, dear Charles." Madame Le Maire was the first to greet him. "We're talking about you—Mr. Lafitte and Sir Scott would certainly have had a lot less fun without your eloquence!"

As Charles came downstairs, he noticed that she was without hat or kerchief, and that both men were fully dressed. "This is because you are being lazy," he said deliberately. "Are you already tired after taking the guests for a day?"

"Polite gentlemen would be considerate without saying anything, but you exposed it!" Madame Lemaire scolded. "It's too hot, I feel a little dizzy, I must have suffered from sunstroke; so, do you still want to call me lazy?" But what she thought in her heart was that she was the most stupid person in the world for messing with Victor and Charles again!

"You also know that this is just a joke, ma'am. If I offended you unintentionally, I sincerely apologize to you." Charles immediately changed his words and followed suit.

On the side, Samuel also echoed a few words, and then Mrs. Le Maire sent them out the door.During this period, Victor only glanced at Charles.When both of them sat down in the carriage (Samuel wanted to ask the driver something, so he sat outside), he said, "It seems that you slept well last night?"

The curtain of the carriage shook slightly, and Charles looked at the person across from him through the light from the sky, making sure that he didn't see any dark circles on his face. "Aren't you the same?" He said as he took off his peaked cap, relaxed and casual, as if what happened last night never happened.

Victor smiled.Charles has always been cautious; if it weren't for him, no one would have discovered what kind of person was hidden under this deceptive appearance.For example, now, although he said honorifics in his mouth, his performance was completely different. "You really fooled a lot of people." He said meaningfully.

Charles stared at him.This seems to be a specific designation?Speaking of which... Mrs. Le Maire seems to be particularly focused today?But he didn't express his doubts, only said: "I thought I had already answered this question just now."

Victor stares at him, laughing this time.He just likes people who are smart enough, the usual submissiveness is really enough! "That's right," he admitted nonchalantly, "because there's no need. Those who should know, they'll know; so why waste my time?"

These words are so loud... Xia Er now believes that this man who becomes particularly annoying when he sees him speak is indeed the cold banker in the eyes of others.He didn't want to respond to this statement, because it was in a way true.

"It seems that you don't like this topic very much." Victor clearly sensed Charles' hidden meaning. "Then tell me something you're sure to be interested in—" he said, but his body leaned back, leaning against the embroidered pattern on the car wall cushion.

"Mr. Myron loves his grapes. This statement has already spread to the village of Pauillac. Then, the current Castle Myron must not meet your expectations for it."

"So your bargaining chip to impress Mr. Myron and get him to sell at a discount is obvious-you persuaded him with your ambition, and probably something else, after all, empty talk can't impress Mr. Myron. I guess, probably something that fits the bill. A practical approach? About how to improve the quality of the wine?"

Victor paused here, looking at Charles.Charles thought for a while, and felt that the other party would know sooner or later, so he might as well say now: "I promise Mr. Myron that he will still be the owner of that castle and the surrounding vineyards as long as he is alive. But at the same time, He will try my advice for himself."

"You really never make a loss-making business." Victor immediately analyzed the stakes.Not only did you earn a discounted estate, but you also earned free hosting! "But no matter what the method is, don't you think it's a bit slow?"

This time Shire gave him a sharp look, trying to determine whether Victor was talking about those profitable overseas businesses or something else, such as national debt.But considering the history of the Lafitte family, Victor really didn't need to get his hands stained with human blood.

That is securities such as national debt... But if there is no news channel for this thing, you can lose as much as your underwear.Even earning money is not a long-term solution, because the current situation is turbulent recently, if one fails, it will become a bubble economy in minutes, and in the end there will be nothing.Although there are risks in the industry, they are much smaller in comparison.

These tens of thousands of reasons have only become a concise answer from Charles: "I am willing."

Literally, this statement looks arrogant.Victor was just asking that question, and didn't expect any serious reason; but he was a little regretful when he heard Charles' flat tone.

What a perfect little expression at this time, like a proud little peacock, it must be cute!

Although he didn't say it, Charles guessed it, and couldn't help curling his lips in his heart.In his opinion, Victor would be a good partner, if the other party is not so committed to studying him and molesting him.

He is obviously tall, rich and handsome, but he is always so shameless, do you know that?