The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 597 Ch.596 Parody

"Cavendish doesn't need your gratitude, Harold. I guess if you just get this right... you know what you're getting, don't you?"

Harold swallowed and nodded slightly.

He did not dare to look directly at the woman across from him. He only carefully looked over the roasted chicken and potatoes, followed the pattern on the edge of the porcelain plate, and peeked at her green-white fingers tapping on the table and the reflective oval nail surface.

Then.

Back of hand, carpal bones.

"Did you bring me a rose?"

"...Yes, yes! Miss! I have prepared flowers for you...and wine...that's right! Wine, let's drink some -"

The woman smiled and declined gently: "I think we should talk about business while we are awake, what do you think?"

"...Of course! Miss, I was about to talk to you!"

Harold Bekanov was originally a poor man who had just arrived in Brighton and was looking for work.

Unexpectedly, one day he would be chosen by the Cavendish family as an 'agent' - he had already received a reward of one hundred and fifty pounds this month.

Fortune has come.

"Recently, many people have to cash in early..." He told Harold in detail, including every private conversation and trivial matters in life - Harold was grateful to Cavendish for giving him the opportunity and also looked forward to it. This girl has special feelings for him but cannot express them because of her family.

Harold knew better.

He is too far away from the Cavendish family. Even a failed and no longer glorious family is as far away from him as mortals and gods.

Plants like ambition do not need too rich soil.

Just a speck of unwillingness or yearning, a pinch of growing jealousy, and it can spread faster than the most terrible disease.

Harold knew what he wanted.

He wanted ‘Bekanov’ to be louder than ‘Cavendish’.

This is an excellent starting point, an extraordinary beginning: as long as he does it well, there will be no big mistakes.

"Cash in advance?" Hayang frowned, "What's the reason?"

"Most of them are worried about the principal, and some say they need it urgently and have better investments..." Harold did not notice the crisis behind this 'little thing'. However, after all, Claudia Hayan Cavendish was not Mediocrity - Since he is called the 'best', he has a sense of danger.

She sensed something was wrong.

"Is it frequent?"

"...Normal." Harold told the woman opposite that this kind of 'cash-out' maintained a relatively stable frequency and would not take away most of the funds at once - he tried to tell her that this was normal and that he had not made any mistakes. , nor will it have any adverse impact on their 'business'...

The woman's face darkened.

Normal and stable recovery of principal is already the most abnormal thing.

Just like a bank.

This is irregular and normal.

But if a huge number of people come to withdraw money in a short period of time, accurately, on time, rain or shine - that means something is abnormal.

Now, so is their business.

The woman was dissatisfied with the man's stupidity, but then she thought again, you can't ask a man who is easy to control to be smart enough.

"This is not normal, Harold." She tried to be as gentle as possible, wearing the mask of 'admiration' tightly, and asked softly: "You have to pay attention to those who withdraw their principal...Has anyone publicly accused you?"

Mention the business.

Hayang felt dissatisfied.

Her father did it.

Due to some 'curse', the Cavendish family cannot do any business - whenever they invest in something or get involved in some industry, sooner or later they will fail and lose everything.

No matter how stable it is, a large investment with a long cycle, or a small investment with high risk but a short cycle...

None of the investments made by Cavendish were successful.

This is a 'curse', or...

The result of the ritual.

Hayan blamed his aunt, but he couldn't blame a dead person.

And ever since she learned that her father had engaged in such a 'business', she began to blame him again.

In her opinion, since Cavendish couldn't do anything, he should be thorough and wait until the ceremony was over.

Mortals should not try to show their foolish arrogance in the face of more unpredictable forces.

Her father was like that.

Likes to be clever.

Some time ago, he heard an ingenious scam from the mouths of those foxy friends:

A group of scammers who called themselves "researchers" used the same words to steal hundreds of thousands of pounds from the pockets of London's lords - the details of this scam have disappeared from the newspapers.

As for why?

Like a whore's candle.

It just happened that Jeff Cavendish had a friend who often went to London and brought back this not-so-secret secret.

Tell them as a joke.

This can surprise all the 'smart minds'.

Especially Jeff Cavendish.

He almost called the person who could think of this scam a "genius rarely seen in a century", and began to wonder whether this thing could bring a golden dawn to his "scarce" gloomy life - if Cavendish couldn't Doing business…

So, what about someone else?

A packaged young rich man from London, a businessman who bought the shares of the Cavendish family's "Golden Smoke" and controlled shipping and various profitable businesses, a businessman who was keen on charity and contributed to Porti Port. Donate to build roads and prepare to build a school...

Great, isn't it?

Who wouldn't like such a man?

Ladies are attracted to him, men are willing to make friends with him, even if angels have to use gold powder every day to groom their beautiful and pure feathers - the way the world works is like putting a coin on your thumb and flicking it hard.

The front represents money.

The back represents power.

If it stands in the crack of the stone and gets stuck in the middle.

That's great.

It means a rare fate: both.

Jeff Cavendish has not "experimented" before, he did commission someone to do some small business.

The result is: the business is not as high as the annual income brought by the Cavendish family's land - how difficult it is to do some business now, isn't it?

Doing business is difficult in any era.

Because you have to fight with countless equally smart people.

So, when Jeff Cavendish learned about this rare "magic method" in the world, he decided to turn around and change his approach: why should he fight with smart people instead of deceiving those who are more stupid among them?

Thus, Harold Bekanov was born.

He created a new identity for the young man and asked him to spend his own money to buy Cavendish's shares in Golden Smoke - in this way, he had an "industry" in the local area.

Then, he asked him to make friends with businessmen, spend as much as possible, and talk about his "stupidity" and "good luck" in some salons to perfect this deceptive skin:

A rich man with no ability, who inherited the family's industry by luck and had a steady income every year.

Who would not want such an investment?

Most importantly, he looked stupid enough.

- Just like people who invest in railways don't care whether the people responsible for managing the railways are smart, land and landowners are two different things.

Soon.

Harold had accumulated a lot of wealth in his pocket.