My years as a menswear boss

Bingley came to the living room. He wanted to write to Miss Bennet, but he did it in the name of his sister. He believed that the clever Jane would recognize that it was his handwriting.

Apparently he wasn't very good at it, and would always get distracted and rewrite in a ball halfway through.

'If it's Caroline, what kind of tone should I use to ask myself if my friend is interested in my brother? '

'So straightforward, will anyone find out. '

'If only there was a way for Jane alone to see it. '

'No, Caroline wouldn't have written it that way, I should have cursive. '

After a while, his hand was full of balls of paper, and some of them were placed under the table.

"Are you writing, Bentley?" a voice saved the hair under Bentley's hands.

"Hyde?" Bingley turned his head and saw the young man who had just entered, he was so frightened that he rolled down from the chair, "What did you do to Darcy?!"

Jiqiu wiped the scarlet liquid on his face with a white towel in confusion, "Darcy? I don't know."

Bentley pointed at the "bloodstain" dripping on his friend's face with trembling fingers, "Where did the blood on your face come from?"

"Blood?" Jiqiu looked at his friend who was trembling with a strange expression, and couldn't help but want to laugh, "It's just that when I came in, I accidentally bumped into the servant, and she was holding a plate of tomato soup."

Bingley finally breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up with embarrassment and sat down on the chair again.

"Puff, you don't think I killed someone, do you?"

Jiqiu covered his mouth and laughed, "I even killed Darcy, am I that vicious?"

"Hahaha~~~~~"

Bingley heard the arrogant laughter of his friend behind him, and felt ashamed for a while and wanted to sneak in.

"What's going on, I heard Hyde's laughter right outside the door." Darcy walked into the living room, and saw that one was about to grow mushrooms, and the other was holding his stomach and laughing non-stop, confused.

"Bingley thought I killed you." Jiqiu held back a smile and told what happened just now vividly.

"Pfft, I'm sorry." Darcy turned his head away, turned around and put on a serious expression, "Bingley, are you under too much pressure, do you want to go to the Thames to relax?"

"If you were on the same side as me, Bentley wouldn't be so entangled." Jiqiu glanced sideways at Darcy, picked up the apple on the table and took a bite.

"I still stick to my own ideas." Darcy said coldly.

"STOP!" Bentley looked at the two friends who were about to quarrel again, and hurriedly stood between the two of them. He was a little afraid of this scene he saw often, for fear that Hyde would collapse if he didn't know where to pull out a wooden warehouse. Darcy's head off, "I'll make my own decision! Thank you so much for helping me all the time."

Bingley finished speaking quickly, quickly hugged the two friends, and then left this place of right and wrong.

"It's the first time I've seen Bentley be so decisive." Jiqiu scratched his head.

"Yes." Darcy frowned, and he looked at his brother expressionlessly.

Jiqiu also returned a harmless smile, she was no longer the little coward of Eaton, and Darcy's cold face could not threaten her at all.

Darcy and Jiqiu watched Bentley immerse himself in handling the family business, paralyzed himself with a lot of work, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Did I do something wrong?" murmured Darcy, looking at Bingley who hadn't smiled since he left Longbourn.

Jiqiu emerged from under the sofa behind him, nodded affirmatively, "Yes, you did something wrong."

Darcy's original look of guilt disappeared without a trace under the condemning eyes of the young man. He has been strictly restraining himself since he was a child.

However, he also developed an arrogant character, and there was a person who disagreed with him from time to time around him. Most of the time, he was a little at a loss, not knowing how to deal with a friend who played cards unreasonably.

Jiqiu looked at the back of Darcy leaving angrily, and the unhappiness in her heart dissipated a lot, just like meeting a cat, she will resist when she touches it, the more it arouses her bad psychology, she must press it. In the arms rua bald it will do.

"Sir, you are making Mr. Darcy angry again." Barton sighed helplessly.

Jiqiu patted the dust off his body, "But this will make me happy."

Jane, Elizabeth, and Mary arrived at the house of their uncle and aunt on Tianen Temple Street, not far from Grusswinner.

"Treat this place as your own home, girls. I'll take you to some fun places in a few days!"

Mrs. Gardiner said enthusiastically that she happily invited the servants to take the three ladies to the guest room.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, Auntie." Jane smiled brightly, and she chatted gently with Mrs. Gardiner.

Elizabeth took her cousin to play some puzzle games, and Mary told her cousin some anecdotes she had read from books.

Mrs. Gardiner looked at her nieces and children who were getting along harmoniously with a kind smile. She comforted Jane softly, "Don't be too anxious, Jane. You can write to Miss Bingley first and tell me about your visit."

"Well, I'll write a letter after my sisters have a rest." Jane nodded obediently.

"Jane, don't worry about us, your business is more important." Elizabeth and Mary looked at each other, and she knew what her sister meant, so she said out loud.

"Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. I suggest that you write an extra letter just in case the letter gets lost." Mary said.

"You are overthinking Mary, our messenger Brown is very reliable." Mrs. Gardiner said with a smile.

Mary swallowed back the words in her mouth. What she was worried about was not that the letter would not be received, but that Miss Bingley would choose to ignore it.

But looking at the sister who finally became cheerful, it is not easy to express the long-winded thoughts in her heart.

"Don't worry about this matter. We can go shopping first and then visit Caroline."

Jane looked at the two younger sisters who were thinking about herself, and her face softened. She didn't want her own affairs to delay her sister's chance to go shopping in the city after all.

The next day, Mrs. Gardiner took her three nieces to visit the store run by her husband. They are planning to open a jewelry store recently. Most of the girls they serve are middle-class, with affordable prices and a variety of styles. Going to have the nieces evaluate it to the liking of the young ladies.

"Auntie, I remember my mother said not long ago that your business is not doing well, why is it suddenly so good?" Elizabeth asked curiously, looking at the store that was about to open.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you about that," said Mrs. Gardiner brightly, as she led Elizabeth by the hand into the corner of the shop, "because your uncle gave a small sum to the poorhouse every now and then, a few weeks ago. It was reported by the "Daily Interesting News", and then many people are willing to go to our wine shop to buy wine, and your uncle will no longer worry about the wine that cannot be sold in the wine cellar!"

"Recently, most of the business has not been doing well. I thought that the winery was going to close down, but I didn't expect it to be able to take on a new life. All this is due to Mr. Hyde."

"Mr. Hyde?" Elizabeth froze when she heard the familiar name. She moved her eyes unnaturally. "Is this related to Mr. Hyde?"

"Yes, there were a lot of almshouses and orphanages that didn't receive any donations and then they had to block the doors of Parliament and that's when Mr Hyde stepped up and he stood at the doors of Parliament and gave a rousing speech , and promised to solve the money problem within a week.

At that time, we were all sweating for him. We didn't expect that he could really solve the problem perfectly, and he also solved the business situation of many shops. "

Mrs. Gardiner described Mr. Hyde's every move in detail, "Now the Salisbury almshouse has also started. It is said that the king expressed his admiration for Mr. Hyde's actions. I believe that the young A gentleman would become Lord Hyde."

"And our jewelry store is also owned by Mr. Hyde. The rent is very suitable, so we rented it."

Mrs. Gardiner looked at her niece's sad face, she wisely stopped her chatter, and instead took her to look at the latest batch of jewelry in the store.

Elizabeth couldn't be happy looking at the row of delicate and shining jewelry in front of her, but she didn't want to worry Mrs. Gardiner, so she forced a smile on her face and took a necklace to wear around her neck at her recommendation.

Mary saw all this scene in her eyes. She looked at the absent-minded eldest sister and the guilty-looking second sister, and tried her best to make the atmosphere relaxed. This was a big challenge for her. The sisters are all considerate, and none of them are as arrogant and self-willed as Lydia, and she has relaxed a lot.

"We can go to the almshouse in Salisbury. I have brought a lot of books to donate to the children." Mary hesitated and said what she was thinking.

"Oh, Mary, you really have a heart of gold." Mrs. Gardiner looked at her quiet and introverted niece with admiration in her eyes, "It just so happens that Charles and Anna have some old clothes that have not been worn a few times. Clothes can also be donated to these children, but now that the children are getting different heights every day, I am worried about what to do with these clothes."

Jane was thinking about what she could bring to the children in the poorhouse. Elizabeth regretted that she hadn't thought of this when she went out. I knew that she would also bring some hair ties and small objects made by herself as donations.

The group had already included the Salisbury Almshouse in their travel list, and at the same time, they did not forget the purpose of Jane's arrival in the city, and they waited with Jane at home intimately.

"Why haven't you replied yet?" Jane frowned and said to herself.

A bad idea came to Elizabeth's mind, and she still encouraged Jane to try again. She had some suspicions that Miss Bingley had already known that Jane had come to London and had concealed it from Mr. Bingley.

Mary was more calm, she thought about it, and if Jane's reply failed again, she would tell Jane her analysis.

Judging from her conversation with Mr. Hyde, it is obvious that Mr. Bingley is not a shrewd person, and I am afraid that he is still kept in the dark by his sister.