"Master, do you want me to invite a doctor to check your arm?" Kruen looked at Du Dian's bandaged left arm and said worriedly.
Du Dian shook his head slightly, "It's not the same today. It's inconvenient for outsiders to know about my physical condition. It's a pity that we don't have a trustworthy doctor around us. After all, the background is still a little thin, so we can only lick the wound by ourselves."
Kruen thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Master, we can invite a doctor over, and after he's finished diagnosing, we can kill him secretly, so that we can keep it a secret."
Hearing this, Du Dian turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes flickered, nodded and said: "This idea is good, but it's not worth killing a person for it."
Kruen was slightly startled, and he was a little surprised. When Guinness wanted to save the civilians in the town outside the Golden Wall, Du Dian only reluctantly agreed. Suddenly, I feel that I can't understand this boy who walked out of the orphanage together, and I can't guess his true thoughts.
Du Dian looked at the continuous drizzle outside the window, and his thoughts drifted away. After a long time, he seemed to be talking to himself, saying: "How long has it been raining?"
Kruen lowered his head and said, "Master, today is already the sixth day."
"Really?" Du Dian murmured: "This year's seasonal rain seems to be much longer than before."
"Yes."
Du Dian was silent for a moment, sighed, and said in a low voice: "No matter how heavy the rain is, it will stop after all, right?"
"Yes, sir."
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The new morning papers published by various newspaper offices spread all over the region.
Srudi sat in his spacious office, flipping through today's morning newspaper. When he woke up in the morning, his eyelids were beating. He had a premonition that something big would happen today.
After reading the newspapers from the military headquarters, the temple, and various consortiums, his face became more and more gloomy. He threw the newspapers on the table, feeling an unprecedented tiredness. Jianmei was twisted into shape, he took a deep breath, exhaled forcefully, turned his head to look at the butler next to him, and said slowly: "Tell me, did I do something wrong?"
The butler was startled, thought for a while, and said cautiously: "Master, what are you referring to?"
Srudi looked at him, but seemed to be thinking about other things, and said, "Did I really do something wrong when I stopped this boy from interacting with Nier?"
The butler came to his senses, and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the master would mention this matter in this extraordinary period, but when he thought of the news in the newspaper, he felt relieved, thought it over and replied: "Master, you just want to do your best to deal with this matter." The responsibility a father should have. At the beginning, this boy was just a little hunter, and he was born as a pariah in a common area. You should voluntarily give up and wait for yourself to achieve something before being with Miss, so as to keep his feelings."
Srudi was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "However, I have read countless people in my life, but I have not paid attention to observing and understanding the person my daughter likes. If I get in touch with him more, maybe I can see it at that time. The extraordinaryness of this young man, after all, cannot be concealed by the brilliance of genius."
The butler was taken aback, not knowing what to say.
"A business needs to be carefully inspected and observed in combination with the market, general trends, materials and other aspects." Srudi said to himself: "I have been in business all my life, and the principles I have followed are observation, understanding, and execution! But , This is the most important deal, but I failed, if I had given this young man some tests and made some demands, maybe he would have let me see his potential at that time."
The steward saw his low appearance, sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said: "Master, I can't blame you for this matter, anyone would do it, a black-haired pariah, no matter how hard he tries, he can't become a nobleman, if he wants to blame, he can only blame him." I can blame him for not showing his divine talent at the beginning."
Srudi shook his head slightly, and said: "Hair color and identity are just external, and they are the external packaging of a commodity. We do business by digging out the value of what others think is worthless, so as to earn money." Huge profit, if everyone thinks it is valuable, it will not be worth selling. Unfortunately, I lack careful consideration on this matter, and I lack respect for Nier, which is covered by his rough and humble appearance Keep your eyes open, you didn't see that it was wrapped in gold!"
The butler comforted: "Master, this is the end of the matter, it's useless to talk about it, even without him, our family is still prosperous, we will still step into the inner wall, and your long-cherished wish will surely come true!"
The corner of Srudi's mouth twitched, and said: "You don't understand, you don't understand, the Mellon consortium is over, do you know why I withdrew the funds in the consortium and sold the shares during this period, because I know that the Mellon Consortium and I have messed with someone who shouldn't be messed with, but I didn't expect that this person would grow so fast and so terrifying... "
"What?" The butler was stunned for a moment, unable to react, and said in astonishment: "Master, the Mellon Consortium is about to end? How, how is it possible, even if this person has become a master of magic arts, he can't do anything to the Mellon Consortium, right? this… "
"When he escaped from prison, I thought it was just the negligence of Briarflower Prison, but you can see the changes in the entire business district in the short year since he escaped from prison, and the most common words we heard in various places, there is no Wrong, it's all about him."
"A year ago, he was still a prisoner, but now, he is the most ideal lover in the hearts of all noble ladies, and the son-in-law most desired by every family. When this war is over, he will also become the hero of all civilians. Do you think that all these auras are just coincidences? No, when all the coincidences appear together, there must be a reason. When he just escaped from prison, he murdered the deacon of the court and planted it on the Milan family. Beware, this is a lunatic, a horribly insane genius...”
The housekeeper was stunned, and suddenly felt a chill.
At this time, a maid came running quickly, "Master, there is a general who wants to see you, we can't stop him, we are already waiting for you in the hall."
Srudi was slightly startled, suddenly thought of something, sighed, got up and straightened his tie, the bitterness on his face was swept away, and he seemed to be back to the tycoon who dominated the business world in a blink of an eye, with a calm and calm tone, he ordered: " Go entertain me, I'll be right there."
"Yes." The maid backed away.
"Master, is the military department looking for you to discuss business with our consortium?" the butler asked curiously while handing over his coat.
Srudi said indifferently: "You don't need a general to talk about business."
At the same time, in the Mel family, George and Melkensen were discussing matters when a housekeeper suddenly ran over and hurriedly said, "Master, Young Master, there is a general outside asking for an audience, and he is waiting in the lobby. It seems that the person who came is not friendly."
"Huh?" Melkensen frowned and said, "Understood, you go down first, we'll be right there."
"yes."
When the steward retreated, Melkensen looked at his thoughtful father and asked, "Father, the military department sent a general over, could it be that our assassination has revealed the truth? Probably not, even if they went to investigate the shadow All the information will not be found on our heads, I have already prepared for this."
"Go and have a look first." George pondered for a while, got up and said.
The two left the office and went to the downstairs hall.
"General Casey, what kind of wind brought you here today." Melkensen saw a middle-aged general waiting in the hall, laughed and hurried down the stairs to meet him, and shook his hands.
The middle-aged general named Casey didn't reach out, looked indifferently at him and George who was slowly coming down the stairs behind, and said, "You two, please cooperate and go with me to the military area, this is an arrest warrant. After finishing speaking, he held up a paper book in his hand.