hello mr darcy

Facts have proved that it is really not a simple matter to buy a factory in this era.

What's more, it's someone like Lydia who has never been in contact with this field.

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy." Lydia said with a smile.

Darcy looked at the scenery outside the window, the two had already walked a long way: "You have been thanking me recently, what is it for this time?"

Darcy's humorous statement made Lydia relax all of a sudden.The corners of her mouth raised slightly, with a pleasant arc.

A pair of eyes blinked extremely playfully, and even the corners of the eyes held a somewhat relaxed smile: "This time, thank you for lending me your name..."

Buying a factory, although in the end I had to come forward myself, using Lydia's name.

However, before, it was a girl after all. In this era, it is always good to be less famous.After all, who likes trouble?

Darcy smiled, straightened his back without any trace, and completely blocked the sunlight behind his body.Use your own shadow to let the girl get a piece of peace.

"My pleasure, Lydia." Darcy smiled. "Anytime, it's my pleasure."

Lydia opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.His face was probably a little red, otherwise, why did he feel that the sides of his cheeks were getting hotter?

She lowered her head, not daring to look into Darcy's eyes anymore.Lydia is not a young and ignorant girl. She has seen and understood the look of a man.

After his explicit refusal, Mr. Darcy still persisted, and even lowered his stance.Lydia had to admit that she wasn't moved in the slightest.

but……

After what happened to Bernal, she always had a high wall erected in her heart.It was like, a hurdle that she couldn't get over no matter what.

Due to the inherent difference in family background, Lydia can't say that she is not afraid.

She was afraid that the already fragile feelings would be wiped away bit by bit in the daily necessities.The two people, in the end, clearly saw each other and hated each other, but because of this damn marriage, they were firmly tied together.

Even, in the end, each lived their own lives.

Lydia just imagined it, and couldn't help shivering: the most terrifying thing is a familiar stranger.

"Is it windy?" Darcy quickly saw Lydia's trembling, and quickly closed the hood of the carriage more tightly, and even took out the cloak that she carried with her, ready to let Lydia wear it.

Lydia reacted, and quickly refused with a smile: "No, I'm not cold. Thank you!"

Darcy sighed and put away his cloak: "Lydia, don't always say thank you to me. As I said, this is my honor."

Darcy looked at Lydia with helplessness in his eyes.He gently wrapped the cloak into a roll and put it aside.

The scenery outside is no longer the familiar Longborn.What the two of them are going to will be a more desolate countryside.

To be precise, it is an abandoned field and a transformed factory.

"We're here." Darcy looked outside, then turned and said to Lydia.

Lydia, who was already a little uncomfortable in the narrow space, felt even more cramped along the way.Hearing this sound, the reaction couldn't have been faster.

Darcy wanted to take a step ahead, and gently helped the girl off the carriage.Unexpectedly, although Lydia looks petite, she is very flexible.

One didn't pay attention, and jumped down carelessly.

Fortunately, he didn't sprain his ankle, otherwise Darcy would have felt distressed and rushed.

"Next time, don't be so anxious." Darcy persuaded.

Lydia pursed her lips, looked at the factory beside her, and quickly changed the subject: "So, this is the first one recommended by Mr. White?"

The girl's apparent alienation made Darcy feel a little pain in his heart.But in the next moment, he calmed down and answered her question: "Yes, there are twenty workers inside, and the scale is small."

Lydia nodded: It's good to be young!After waiting, she slowly added some machines, people don't really need many.

"Let's go, then?" she suggested.

Naturally, Darcy would not refuse, so he stood beside the girl, walked slightly ahead, and opened the door for her ahead of time.

"Oh! Mr. Darcy." The visitor looked like he was in his early thirties, but half of his hair was bald, and the rest was greasy on his scalp.Her stomach is so big that even the shadow of a double chin can be vaguely seen on her face.

Darcy frowned very lightly, his eyes turned back and forth between Mr. White's brows a few times, and then he said: "Mr. White, hello."

The voice was extremely flat, even a little cold.

Speaking of Lydia, she didn't like Mr. White very much when she met for the first time.Don't talk about dressing up, just the look between the eyes makes people not very happy.

White did not notice the displeasure of the two at all, and said with a welcoming face: "This beautiful lady, is it Mr. Darcy's wife? Oh, no! Mr. Darcy is still unmarried. Could it be, his fiancee? "

"She is..." Before Darcy could finish his explanation, Lydia grabbed her hand.He looked at the girl in surprise, with some puzzlement in his eyes.

Lydia didn't want to go around in circles with someone like Mr. White.This kind of person is always extremely slippery.Even if he was hired by Mr. Darcy, she was not willing to spend much time with him.

"Why are you selling this factory?" Lydia asked directly, her straightforward appearance was far from her usual self.

This made Mr. Darcy look sideways for a moment.

White's expression did not change at all, as if the question that was ignored just now was not raised by him.

There were two or three creases on his face, and he smiled very happily: "The owner of this factory is not doing well and is in urgent need of capital turnover. However, Mr. Darcy, if you wait a few more weeks, I am afraid the price will still be lower." It can be lower."

He lowered his voice: "I heard that his only son owes a lot of gambling debts!"

Darcy didn't speak, just nodded slightly.He didn't look at Lydia, as if it wasn't her who made the decision, Lydia was just a friend who came with him.

Lydia naturally understood such silent maintenance.Involuntarily, a warm feeling welled up in my heart.Even the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"The workers here are all first-class!" Mr. White spared no effort to recommend, pointing to the leader and said, "He is the best among them. He once spun half a bundle of thread in one day. .”

No machinery, just artificial spinning of thread from cotton.Such a speed is indeed shocking.

Lydia's eyes lowered slightly.Although she knew that this was the general trend, she still couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the workers in front of her.

They must not have imagined how much impact the appearance of a spinning machine would have on the handicraft industry in a few years.

The industrial revolution is just a pity for these people who have been crushed by the ruts of history.

"If you have any ideas, you can write to me at any time." Mr. White made a point before leaving the house.

Darcy nodded: "I'm going to look at a few more, the ones you recommend to me, do you have any ideas?"

Walking down from the school, although Darcy loves the time with the girls very much, it is not easy to sit in the carriage all day.Speaking of which, in the end, Lydia was still reluctant to suffer.

Mr. White rolled his eyes before saying a few names.

"These are more suitable for me, Mr. Darcy, you can consider it."

Darcy nodded and took Lydia into the carriage.

"This Mr. White, have you never seen it before?" Lydia finally couldn't help asking.

Darcy put down the hood and nodded: "He was a person under my father's control. It is said that before I took charge of the Darcy family, he did some bad things, so he was put in these corners. In short, not much oil and water."

Lydia nodded approvingly: "It seems that he is the kind of person who likes to pluck wild goose."

"The geese have plucked their feathers?" It was the first time Darcy heard such a statement, and it was very novel.After thinking about it, I felt that it was very appropriate, so I couldn't help but nodded in agreement, "That's very appropriate."

He laughed twice very heartily, and the man's breath was extremely heavy, rushing towards his face.

This was the first time Lydia saw Mr. Darcy in front of her, so relaxed and laughed.I have to admit that Darcy's face is still very handsome, and the way she smiles makes her whole body warm. Even she is a little bit stopped.

"I thought, you're not someone who likes to talk behind others?" Lydia joked with a smile.

Darcy shook his head: "Yes, it's just that you are not someone else. Besides, you are right about White. This is a business. It's not a backstory."

"Flexible..." Lydia nodded in praise, but she didn't expect that Darcy was not rigid, but had a very flexible mind.

With such a partner, even the journey seems easier.

"So, what do you think about the factory?" Darcy asked.

Lydia thought about it carefully before shaking her head: "I don't think it's very suitable. Besides, we still have to look at a lot of factories, so it's too early to make a decision!"

Be cautious and don't rush forward.

Darcy couldn't help but secretly praised in his heart, nodded and agreed: "I will accompany you as much as you want to see. I'm not busy during this time."

The housekeeper far away in Bloomberg is hurriedly sorting out the letters from all over the place, preparing to send them to his busy little master.But suddenly he sneezed: "Who is talking about me?"

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Darcy: It's okay, I'm not busy

Butler: ...Forget it, I'd better stop talking.

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