Eugenie with money [Grandet]

"That's right, sue." The thin man who has always been the leader of creditors grasped the two words of accusation that Shire said: "We still want to sue you, you bastard who doesn't pay the debt."

"Yes, we are going to sue him. According to the new "General Principles of Civil Law", as long as we can prove that his existing property was developed by accepting the inheritance of Guillaume Grandet, we can ask him to replace Guillaume Grandet. Yaom bears the debt." A person who is very proficient in "Civil Law" suggested to the creditors that even if everyone beat Shire to death now, it would not help, and it would be better to collect evidence of the origin of Shire's property.

Charles, who was knocked down to the ground, was stunned. He never knew that there was such a clause in the current French law.

Is his property, the gold that was amassed by countless filthy means, going to be taken away like this?

Charles was not reconciled, and when the creditors spat at him one by one and left for a long time, he lay on the ground, silently thinking about how he would keep his 190 million francs.

There was another knock on the door, and Charles looked out the door from the ground. When the creditors left, they didn't close the door for him. The hotel manager's face suddenly came into Charles' sight.

"Sir, are you okay?" The manager looked at Charles on the ground, asked gently, and took a step towards the door.

Charles struggled to sit up and complained to the manager: "When those people broke into my room just now, why didn't the hotel stop them? Shouldn't the hotel be responsible for the safety of its guests?"

The manager's footsteps stopped because of Charles' complaint, and his face was still so gentle: "I'm sorry, sir, the doorman has informed you that you also agree to those gentlemen entering your room. So the hotel, Just think they are kind to you."

Go to your kindness.Charles finally found an outlet: "You are shirking responsibility, sir, I want to complain to you."

The gentle manager was not dissatisfied with Charles' tone: "Speaking of complaints, Mr. Charles Grandet, the hotel has received several complaints from guests just now, and they are unwilling to stay in the same hotel with a disreputable person. so……"

"What do you mean, when will my reputation be judged by people who also stay at the hotel?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Charles Grandet. As the manager of the hotel, I have to listen to the opinions of most of the guests. After all, I have to be responsible for my boss to ensure that the hotel's reputation will not be hurt unnecessarily by individual guests. .”

"So, you want me to move out of the hotel right now?" Charles looked at the manager who still kept a gentle face, but couldn't connect this person with the person who welcomed him when he first checked in.

The manager nodded gently but firmly: "Please pack your luggage as soon as possible, I will send someone to help you with it, Mr. Charles Grandet."

Shire can now be sure that the manager repeating his full name over and over is by no means trying to show his last respect.

"But I'm injured now, where should I live after leaving the hotel?" Even though he had made up his mind to leave Paris, the beating just now made it impossible for Charles to make the trip in the short term.He sold himself to the manager, hoping that he would understand his difficulties and allow him to continue living in the hotel.

The manager has always been gentle and firm, and he has no response to all the misery.Adding money is not enough, the money added by Charles alone is not as good as the consumption of all the customers who complained to him.

In the end, the manager had to convince Charles that if he didn't pack his luggage, the manager would send someone to do it for him, and throw him and his luggage straight into the street.

Even though the manager's gentle expression remained unchanged, Xia Er knew that he was not joking with himself, so he threatened the manager that if he did this, he would not pay the hotel expenses these days.

Such threats have no effect on the manager: "If you are not afraid of me suing you, you can do as you wish, Monsieur Charles Grandet."

Shire, who was counter-threatened, had to endure the pain in his body, and packed his luggage while cursing the person who leaked his information.But how could Mrs. Aubrion let him leave the hotel so easily?She had been waiting for Charles in the lobby of the hotel.

"God bless, let me see through the true face of you, a liar." Mrs. Aubrion looked at the embarrassed Charles triumphantly, and said loudly, "You coward who speculates everywhere and tries to repay debts!"

Charles looked fiercely at this woman who had exhausted all means to get him engaged to her daughter. He opened his mouth to say something, but the corners of his mouth, which had been punched several times, could not be said.

This made Mrs. Aubrion even more proud: "You have nothing to say, Mr. Liar, I will let more Parisians know your true colors. Whether it is your reckless father or you, you should go Gallows."

"Madam." Mr. Aubrion thought that a former nobleman should not say such bloody words as the gallows, so he stepped forward to stop Mrs. Aubrion, and gave Charles a chance to leave the hotel gate in despair.The doorman slammed the door behind him as soon as he stepped out of the hotel, and rolled his eyes at Charles who was looking back at him.

There were two policemen standing at the entrance of the hotel. As soon as they saw Charles leaving the hotel, they stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Charles Grandet?" After getting an affirmative answer, the police told him that someone had A lawsuit was filed against him, and Charles had to tell them where his new residence was, in case they could not be found at the court hearing.

All the guests in the hotel gathered at the gate, watching Charles talking with the police—they didn't think the police were here to protect Charles, and various speculations spread into Charles' ears from time to time.

This made him very ashamed and angry, but because the police were right in front of him, he couldn't turn around and argue with others, so he felt aggrieved.

Even more embarrassing things are yet to come.The news that Charles was kicked out of the hotel spread like the wind throughout the Champs-Elysées, and none of the hotels on the street were willing to accept his request to stay.

Charles had to leave the Champs-Elysees and Saint-Germain district under the follow of the police, and finally he was taken in by an apartment with accommodation in the Latin Quarter.Citizens who are familiar with the French Revolution three years ago will remember that the original insurgents in Paris started to march towards the palace from here.

Charles was obviously not familiar with the revolutionary history of Paris. Except for the two years when he first left France to take risks, he had never lived in such a simple place, which made him dissatisfied, angry and a little frightened.

He knew that he couldn't sit still like this, otherwise the creditors would have a thousand ways to prove that his start-up capital came from his father's funding.

Charles's mind was spinning rapidly, and he thought of a person who could prove this—Eugenie.

When Eugenie gave him six thousand francs, he could have asked Eugenie to prove that all the funds he had with him when he left France were only these six thousand francs and nothing else.

Eugenie was not at all surprised when she heard the announcement of Charles' request for a visit, but she felt that this guy came too early, and it seemed that the people Grassand was looking for were merciful to him.

When she saw Charles, Eugenie knew that she had wronged Grassan.At this time, Charles is not the Parisian dandy boy in fresh clothes and angry horses in the memory of the original owner, nor is he full of ambition when he first met him, he is gloomy and haggard, and looks ten years older than when he met a few days ago More than years.

As the instigator, Eugenie didn't have any sympathy for Charles, but asked coldly: "You came to visit me today, what's the matter?"

Charles knew that if he wanted to talk about feelings with Eugenie, she would definitely be kicked out by her, so he chose to cut to the chase: "Eugenie, you know that I am in such a mess now because my father's creditors want me to pay for my father's debts. His debts. But my father is dead, and he can only use his own property to repay his debts. Those properties have already been distributed to his creditors, and I have no obligation to repay them again."

Eugenie nodded, according to the law of the French royal family, what Charles said was not wrong.However, after the establishment of the new government, the "General Principles of Civil Law" formulated by the royal family was revised, and Charles' theory became somewhat untenable.

"As far as I know, if your current property is developed from your father's original property, then you are still obliged to repay the remaining debts for your father." Eugenie pointed out to Charles the difference between the old and new codes. the difference.

Charles looked at Eugenie with burning eyes: "So, now only you can save me and keep my property. Because all my current property is developed on the basis of the [-] francs you gave me. "

He looked at Eugenie with affectionate eyes: "I was so unwilling to accept your gift at the beginning, and now I am so glad that I didn't give up accepting your kindness because of my ridiculous self-esteem. Eugenie, you have always been mine Angel."

Eugenie was so disgusted by him that she almost vomited, this person has no memory, obviously, she has already expressed her dislike for him, how dare she show affection for herself?

In order to save the breakfast she ate, Eugenie's tone became even colder: "What, did I give you six thousand francs?"

Charles nodded sharply: "Yes, it is the [-] francs you gave me. You don't know, because you gave me the [-] francs, so I made up my mind to keep them no matter what the situation is. They must be carried forward. Without these six thousand francs..."

Eugenie hurriedly interrupted him: "Mr. Charles, your memory is obviously biased. I remember that before you left Saumur, you told me about your troubles of not having capital, and you were willing to exchange your mother's gold box for My six thousand francs. You know, I was only a provincial girl at that time, and I had never seen such a gorgeous gold box, so I bought it with the six thousand francs I had saved, knowing that I was at a disadvantage. .”

"What?" Charles was stunned by Eugenie's firm tone: "You don't even admit that you gave me the six thousand francs?"

Eugenie shrugged: "It's obviously just a transaction between us, why do you have to say it's a gift from me?"

"Only in this way can I keep my current property." Charles blurted out.