Jenkins is fully confident that his cat understands and won't stop at the antique shop for long today. And the reason why it lies down on the counter is just that it is unwilling to exercise, so before Jenkins lets it do things, I have to find a good place to lie down.
Because the fireplace in the store was not lit, the interior seemed even colder than the bustling outside. Considering that he would be leaving soon, Jenkins didn't waste charcoal. He rolled up his sleeves to get a basin of water, wet the rag and planned to clean the window first, but unexpectedly the door of the store was pushed open.
The one who entered was a tall woman wearing a black veil and a white round hat. Her upper body was a mud-yellow uniform similar to a man's formal suit, and her lower body was a skirt that almost dragged the floor. There is no decoration on the skirt, and the style is very simple.
"Sorry ma'am, we're closed today."
He put down the things in his hand and said embarrassedly. The closed sign had already been hung on the handle outside the door just now, and the guest probably didn't see it.
"No, I'm not here for shopping, I'm looking for Mr. Oliver."
Only people who are familiar with him will use the name "Oliver's father", otherwise they will usually only say "Mr. Oliver".
"Oh, hello. Dad has something to go to Beldyran, and it will take about a week to come back. If you have something urgent, you can tell me. I am his apprentice Jenkins Williams, and I can send him a letter."
As he spoke, he blinked his eyes. In front of me is an ordinary person...
"My eyes only miss God, but the one in front of me is definitely not a god. I have no strange feelings about her at all."
After what happened that night, he summed up his past negligence, but he didn't think it was because his eyes were limited, but that it was because his level was too low, so he couldn't see the truest inner self.
"Williamette?"
She should have heard of Jenkins' name, but Jenkins couldn't observe her expression because of the veil.
"If it's convenient, please inform my father when he comes back. I'll take back the thing that was promised ten years ago. Please prepare it in advance. I'll come back next week."
"OK."
Jenkins nodded hesitantly, but the woman turned and left without saying another word.
"Strange."
He wrote it down while muttering, and hung it on the nail behind the counter.
"Isn't it Dad's love debt?"
He slandered jokingly, and he could completely imagine how irritable his father would be when he heard this sentence.
The text script of "Murder on a Steam Train" was created years ago. In fact, the text volume is very small, but it is a bit troublesome to cooperate with the composition. Those manuscripts have been sent to the opera troupe by Jenkins, and the rest is for Hathaway to match the music. After a period of time, the opera troupe will be able to put it on the stage.
Hathaway is very excited about this matter. Although she loves music, she has never had the opportunity to play in public or put her works on stage. It was a great workout for her, and Jenkins could tell the excitement was there.
Jenkins didn't know much about music, and Miss Michael couldn't help either. So most of the day, the two of them were chatting, and Hathaway was humming and creating while staying away from them.
"My father works in a mining company, and he is very familiar with the mining business near Nolan, so I immediately determined that there was a big problem with Miss Fabbri's investment."
The hottest topic right now is the astonishing hoax, and people, whether they know the details or not, are willing to share some of their opinions to show that they are not behind the curve.
"Miss Mihail, I think you should understand that I am a very cautious person. During a certain period of time, I frequently learned about this matter from different channels, and I knew there must be something wrong with it. Although the matter The source is far away in Eldron, but after a little investigation, you can understand that the background of 'Miss Fabbri' is very confusing, which is the biggest doubt."
"So you think it's a scam?"
asked Mademoiselle Michael.
"This is not a very difficult thing, as long as you control your greed, you can figure it out. I think there are many smart people among those investors, and even a few have already understood the truth of this matter. They just believe that they Before Miss Fabbri's face is revealed, they can earn enough profits to offset the principal, and the lives of the rest are not their concern."
"But not everyone can stay sober like you can."
This is a small compliment from a woman.
"You flatter me."
Jenkins shook his head. He knew that the above was all nonsense. Except for the last accident, this matter was not out of his control from beginning to end.
The influence of the Fabry scam continues to ferment, and most people of insight can see a terrifying and efficient virtual weapon from this incident. It is said that the Ministry of Finance of the Kingdom has held an emergency meeting, and the Traveler Bank is also discussing reform activities in the near future.
The only profitable party in this matter is Traveler Bank. During the past six months, because of Miss Fabri's matter, they have gained a large number of real-name customers. After the scam was exposed, more civilians became aware of this financial institution. Although there are certain storage fees, many people are considering whether they should have their own accounts in the bank.
"Now is the best opportunity for banks to change, and the means of change is to cancel account maintenance fees and then pay certain interest to depositors."
"Um?"
Miss Michael did not understand the logic of Jenkins' words at all. In her opinion, this was an act of insanity, just as crazy as the guard at the gate who wanted to pay his master money.
The only person who understands this sentence is Alexia. Last night, Jenkins just gave a little hint, and she saw the great potential of the banking industry.
After the public class on December 31, Jenkins also received other invitations to speak. It's about literature and it's about finance, and it's not just limited to Nolan. But these were all rejected by him, not only because of money, but also because he didn't want to be so high-profile.
The winter trip invited by Ms. Mihail was scheduled to start on Wednesday next week, which is the ninth day of January. Pop should be back before then, and Jenkins has to arrange his own affairs. The death of the son of the evil god means that the blockade of St. George's Avenue will be lifted soon. Not only will he find someone to clean up his house, but he will also have to move back home many things that exist in antique shops and churches. This will be a very troublesome matter. .