His Excellency the Count of Grandet

For the next half month, nothing happened in Paris.The coalition forces of several countries that were originally stationed in the city finally had the intention to leave, and most people's attention was on this.On the other side, Charles only got a vague verbal promise, and no one really lost his composure and came to trouble the Grandet family.

Therefore, Guillaume devoted himself to giving his son a grand coming-of-age ceremony.This kind of matter is very important in the first place, and it must be dealt with extensively; in addition, the Duke of Orleans nodded to come, so naturally he should pay more attention.From venue to decoration to flowers to drinks, Guillaume personally took care of everything to achieve perfection.

Charles is fine.First, Guillaume felt that this matter must be done by him as a father. Second, it was obviously more useful for him to focus on the special wine supplier. After the father and son had a long talk, Guillaume completely It is certain that his son is better than blue because of blue; regardless of his age, his skill in turning danger into disaster is no lower than him, and there is nothing better.

Guillaume, who loves his son so much, only considers his wife to bless his son to become a talent in the kingdom of heaven. How can he think of other reasons?

If there were to be any troubles for Charles, there were probably only two.

The first was to write to the so-called "Dear Anna".Charles flipped through the love letters left by the original body, and after getting a general understanding of the routine, he concocted one according to that taste.Of course, he described a lot of things without any trace. He was so annoyed to think about her, and then said that he would definitely meet at the birthday party and talk about the pain of lovesickness——

In fact, this is the P talk. The Grandet family and the De Sanchez family are also considered to have some personal relationships, so they must be invited anyway; but after the invitation, if there is time to talk privately, that's up to you.

Charles reckoned that His Excellency the Duke's light would be able to cover everyone else by then, and he probably only needed to nod to Annette, just like other ordinary guests.And he has already made arrangements. After the banquet, a contract is made, and he will drive to the inland area to get the [-] barrels of wine. He probably won't be back until the end of the year.After half a year of tossing around like this, all friendship has faded, so he can get rid of that woman quietly.

His abacus was crackling, so he didn't mind the question of a letter too much.

Secondly, Logan and Su Xie visited the Grandet mansion once respectively.The timing of the two picks diverged, but the side-by-side questions were all similar—about his relationship with the Duke and his tendencies in the selection of wine special suppliers.

Guillaume received them, but he didn't know what to ask. Just kidding, even if Charles hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have talked about things that hadn't been settled in black and white!

Because Guillaume was usually cautious, the two of them didn't feel anything wrong.However, if Guillaume really climbed the big tree of the Duke, their previous plan might not be implemented—how could they have the strength to fight against the Duke?At that time, don't steal the chicken or lose the rice! It's good!

The two people here slowed down their pace, ready to observe the situation again, but Charles felt that the major events were still on the track he expected.With regard to this great event, he had outlined all the details, and the beginning was now quite normal.Guillaume was very satisfied after seeing it, and only pointed out one omission - Charles had to order more than three sets of high-end dresses before the birthday party started.

Charles really completely forgot about this.One must know that Yuan Bo already had enough clothes, which couldn't fit in three rooms, and then he wanted to order three dresses for a one-day banquet?

If it weren't for the fashion of this era, why would he waste it so much!

Thinking so in his heart, Charles still went to the Boisson handmade men's clothing store on the Champs Elysees.This store is a famous brand in Paris, and it only serves people with a certain status; the craftsmanship is exquisite, the style is sharp, but the price is also very good.The original body has been here three or five times before, but it is the first time that three sets are prepared at one time.

Standing on a low stool, Charles stretched out his arms and asked the tailor to measure him.He is still growing and has to be remeasured every time.

Now, anyone who is well-informed will know what happened at the previous dance, so the tailor dare not neglect even more.

"How long will it take to make these clothes?" Charles closed his eyes slightly and asked casually.

The tailor already knew what it was for. "It will be sent to your house in a week. If there is any problem with the details, we will redo a set for you!"

Charles nodded.Although he felt that this was throwing gold out of the window, he still had to do it on the spot. "Where's Mr. Buisson? Are you on vacation?" He changed the subject.

The tailor who made the fit for him paused for a moment, and the expression on his face became difficult to speak.

Charles noticed it, and thought that Buisson probably did it for a more important client.Because M. Boisson is the owner of this men's clothing store and the best tailor at the same time, and his status has not yet reached the highest level.He also didn't intend to expose this matter, so he just took it as a casual mention, after all, it's not an important or face-saving matter.

Seeing that he was silent, the young tailor guessed that the young master was upset, so he quickly tried to make up for it: "Actually, I don't know..."

With a creak, the door of the opposite room opened, and a man with dark hair and long hair came out holding two pieces of fabric.This man was Mr. Buisson, with small but quick steps, looking in the direction of going to the store.

Charles was facing the half-open door, couldn't help but smiled, and didn't say anything.As a person who has died once, there is no need to be too harsh on young people, and it is not an important matter in the first place.But judging from the texture of the fabric in Buisson's hand, the customer probably has a lot of background...

Just as he was thinking this way, the guessed customer also went out.Charles was stunned for a moment when he saw the figure, because he found that that person was Lafitte!

... The enemy's road is narrow?Charles thought uncertainly.

Victor came here today just by the way, because under normal circumstances, it was Buisson who came to his house to ask him what kind of clothes he wanted.Originally, he was still thinking about what to do with the 500 million francs of gold in the warehouse, but he forgot about it when he looked up——

There are a pair of beautiful chestnut eyes watching him, and there is still a smile on his lips, which adds a bit of softness; the coat and waistcoat have been removed, and he is only wearing a ruffled shirt with the neckline open, which is faintly visible Straight collarbone line; some people wear high-waisted leggings that only look fat on him, but it sets off a thin and beautiful waist and leg line.

Looking at it this way, it seems that style is better than shrewdness...

Victor's heart moved, but he didn't show it at all.He backhandedly closed the door and took a few steps closer. "Meet you again, dear Charles." When he said this, he was still standing in the corridor and did not go in.

Charles' heart twitched.How did he hear the meaning of a weasel greeting a chicken from the other party's words?Illusion? "Nice to see you again, Mr. Lafitte." He lowered his head and gestured to the measuring tape that was still floating on his body, "I don't feel comfortable moving it at the moment."

"It's okay, anyway, I'll be leaving soon." Victor didn't mind at all. "I just heard that Guillaume has been very busy recently, all because of you."

Charlton was a little suspicious.Of course he knew that, his father was organizing a birthday party.But what did Lafitte mean by asking him that? "I'm busy next weekend," he said tentatively, "If you're free, we'll certainly welcome you wholeheartedly."

"Your Excellency the Duke has already agreed, right?" Victor didn't answer directly, but asked again.

The suspicion that Charles had just faded away, turned into a trace of surprise, and then turned into understanding again.Sure enough, he thought this man was difficult at the first sight, and it turned out to be true!Obviously no one will tell Lafitte that His Excellency the Duke has promised him this matter! "I've heard that you have no plans, but seeing you today really gave me a lot of insight." There are seven or eight points of truth in these words, mixed with two or three points of vigilance that I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend.

Victor noticed the subtle change in Charles' eyes, and couldn't help secretly praising him for such a quick reaction.He originally wanted to say that you probably think the same - think about it, the army's orders obviously exceed the family background of the Grandet family (job and status advantages); and the Grandet family is only busy with birthday parties recently, which is not Guillaume's usual His style was obviously due to Charles—but for some reason, the presence of a third person dissuaded him from this idea. "In any case, the Grandet's family is not short of food for one person, right?"

The words were rambling, but Charles understood. "Of course it's not bad, but it's our honor."

"That's what I want to hear from you." Victor raised the corner of his mouth.His facial contours are like sculptures, with high browbones, deep eyes, and a straight nose; if he smiles at this time, he will definitely captivate a lot of women. "Then look forward to seeing you next time."

Charles watched him leave, and then frowned.What exactly is going on?Lafitte is so aware of what's going on inside, it's completely beyond the control of a superior.Is this targeting their house or targeting him?No matter what, this person cannot be offended...

This Shire was so full of thoughts that he didn't notice that the tailor had slumped to the ground.If he had known that these two knew each other, why would he lie?It's over now, neither side is happy!