It was dusk when Zach finally reached home. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
Old Hank's whole body was radiating with anger, and one look at Grande's condition revealed that the working atmosphere had never been so intense in the past eleven years!
"Six funerals!!" Old Hank rushed directly to Zach, "Six funerals! In one week!"
If the relationship between Zach and Old Hank was harmonious, now would be the moment when the two funeral industry practitioners held hands and walked around in circles saying, "Wow, I've made a lot of money~"
It's a pity that the two are not on 'harmony'. "Just transfer it to Ford or Allen for burial." Zach waved his hand and prepared to bypass Old Hank, "Even if you ask for burial, the Grande family is not the only one who can accept it." No. Forget, Grande shares his own cemetery, but there is a limit to the number of times Ford and Allen can use Grande's cemetery. "Except for special circumstances, it does not count the number of times in the contract."
"Did you think I didn't transfer the ones that could be transferred?!" Old Hank continued to block in front of Zach, "I have already transferred all the funerals of the Patton people to Allen and Ford! You must stay in Grande for six funerals !” The aggravated tone indicated that Old Hank had not finished speaking. Old Hank became more angry and used a higher pitch, “They are outsiders! Guys from the western part of the Federation!”
Zach rubbed his ears subconsciously, glanced at Old Hank inexplicably, and then realized what he was doing. Why.
Zach curled his lips and glanced towards the living area. Sure enough, all the ex-criminals were occupying the window and staring here. And in Old Hank's angry eyes, he said, 'Cooperate! 'Yes, that's the look that asked Zach.
Zach cooperated, "This is a good thing, isn't it?" Zach also raised his voice slightly, "It seems that my business trip to the west has a good effect. Look, Grande's reputation is known to outsiders. How good."
Old Hank showed no sign of thanking Zach for his cooperation, and continued to raise his voice smoothly, "Okay?! Do you still think you've done a good job?! You go to the West for a business trip and you are willing to show your face to a bunch of outsiders. Your record in the funeral industry. Why haven't you ever stood up for this 'Grand Funeral Home' in Barton, where you actually work?!!"
Old Hank's choice of words was very accurate and came forward. Grande has been attacked by the media more than once or twice. Has Zach done anything publicly
No.
Everyone remembers that at Emilia's birthday party, the people in the human block made mysterious comments out of social politeness after learning that Zach was Grand's master.
Zach continued to cooperate and responded irritably, "Grand is in Barton, why do I need publicity? If anyone really has an opinion on the way Grand is run, you won't know for yourself if you look at it. As the owner of Grand, Why waste time caring about these things, of course, to promote Grande to outsiders, those who don’t understand privatized funerals. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
"So this is your logic?!" Old Hank climbed up the pole extremely fast, "Why don't you care about the people around you, but you are full of pride in strangers who have nothing to do with you?"
6 "Yes, no." Zach was a little tired, so let's end it quickly, "I am the boss, you are just a guy who works for me, and I don't need your opinion on how I want to run my funeral home. Humph." Zach walked around Old Hank again.
This time, Old Hank did not stop Zach, and his meaningful eyes that followed Zach around him were fully displayed in the eyes of the ex-criminals in the living area.
Zach went to the recreation room first and stood at the door.
Louise looked back and said, "Shane forgives you."
Zach didn't like the wording and pouted.
Louise, "Trisha will bring Sean to Grande tomorrow..."
Zach was speechless and prepared to interrupt, but Louise raised her hand to stop him, "Trisha needs help. If the dislike of one of the many fathers can make Sean say something about hating the world, imagine what if Trisha would Sha collapsed and sincerely showed regret for giving birth to Sean..." Louise raised an eyebrow at Zach, "What are the consequences."
Zach frowned, "I don't want to imagine."
Louise also nodded, "Me too, so I thought maybe Bain's wife could help Trisha build up her mental state." Louise shook her head again, "I don't think Alice and the others said before that Trisha should go to mental health. It’s a joke.”
Zach stepped into the entertainment room, "Really, Trisha's single mother panic is so serious?" He was going to sit next to Louise and talk properly, which would make up for the two wrong words he said during the day.
Louise nodded, but said, "You'd better not come over. Go to the office. They'll be waiting for you over there." Louise continued watching TV, "You just know that mother and son will come over tomorrow."
So just informing. Well, Zach exited the rec room and headed to the office.
Waiting for Zach were Bob and Frank. The two were looking at the documents and saw Zach coming in. Frank handed a copy to Zach.
Zach glanced at it and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Two people? Hamilton and the others specifically proposed a deal for vampire blood, but in the end they only completed two transactions?" Tsk, added, "They only saved two western citizens?"
Bob should have no feelings about this kind of thing. Looking at the documents, Frank probably just asked him to read them so that he could understand the Sabbat. It was Frank who spoke, frowning, "Yes." He pointed to a certain part of the document and motioned for Zach to look at it, "Just these two, it is better for these two people's relatives and friends in the west to call Allen Funeral and complete the transaction. "Yes." Frank shook his head, "When we were in the hospital, no one bought a universal cure." He pointed to the location for Zach.
Zach looked at where Frank was pointing, "Well, no wonder no one is buying it, it's too expensive." Don't question Zach's comments, don't forget that Zach is qualified to comment, "I was in the transaction arrangement for Vega's blood collection , the price is only one-third of what it is here.”
Frank motioned for Zach to look down.
Zach looked at it and saw that there was a price component on the document. Zach crooked his mouth and read out, "Remote single-point service multiples."
Three focuses, long-range, single point and multiples.
A la carte should mean private supply and personal service. Zach understands.
Remotely? Zach looked at Frank.
"This is Barton, the city farthest from the Sabbat." Frank explained.
Zach shook his head, "Multiples." There is no need to explain this. "The increase in price is multiplication, not addition." This business that occupies absolute sovereignty is so easy to do.
Without Frank's further guidance, Zach continued reading, "These two people relied on relatives and friends in the west to complete the deal." He paused and frowned, "They are all seriously injured people. Hamilton completed the deal in the operating room." ." Zach glanced at Frank.
Frank waved his hand and said, "You can rest assured that Hamilton is very thorough and there won't be anything unusual at the hospital. I watched the whole process." He smiled and said, "I think he was so careful for you."
"Then I really want to thank Hamilton." Zach was very sincere. He had intervened in the operating room. Zach had also done it, so there was no need to repeat the impact. Zach soon had something to care about again, other than the documents in his hand, "What are you looking at?"
Bob raised his hand first, "Refro's report on this blood transaction."
Then Frank, "Nenad Cappadocia." Frank used the full name.
"Same content?"
"It's different." Frank turned the next page, "Three people wrote three reports." Frank took this opportunity to glance at Zach, "But obviously Hamilton's one is the most formal, Revro..." He glanced at Zach. Bob, who had no interest in it, said, "The most perfunctory. But the one about Nenad Cappadocia..." He paused deliberately, "I'm still reading."
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Are you interested in Nenad?" He said his full name twice, wasn't it enough proof
Frank nodded without any intention of denying, "Did you know that the price of blood in Cappadocia has increased?" He gave Zach some bait.
Zach bit back, "I don't know. After all, I left Vega after I made the beginning of The Rise of the Cappadocia Clan. But this is natural."
"I think Nenad..." Frank followed Zach and fixed the title of Nenad by his first name. "This report is mainly for his father." The document in his hand was placed on the desk. He didn't stop reading, but waved Zach to come closer, "Look, Nenad wrote about the injured person's acceptance of the current price in Cappadocia."
Zach read the paragraph that Frank was referring to. Nenad had a complete description of the injured person's unwillingness and incomprehension of the price. Zach frowned, "This is not the injured person's opinion of the price in Cappadocia, but Nenad's own."
"You think so too?" Frank smiled, "Me too. I always feel that this is not a report. This is Nenad expressing his concerns to his father about the sudden change in Cappadocia's social status. I just still feel that this is not a report." I don’t know what he’s worried about.”
This means that Nainad included personal information in an incident report that should only reflect the facts.
"Nenad is a smart man." Zach was very objective. "This concern is right." Not only is it an affirmation of Nenad's mind, but also "Most of the blood sold by the Sabbat comes from Cappadocia. Clan. No." Zach was more precise, "It should be said that in the vampire blood trading market in the west, the retail trade that occupies a larger area is from Cappadocia." Naturally, he took out the money he worked in Vega. Based on facts, "the blood trade of human groups with more concentrated interests belongs to other clans."
Frank thought for a while, "With the sudden change in prices, I am afraid that a large number of retail investors will not continue to trade with Cappadocia, and those upper-class humans with concentrated interests in society..." shook his head, "For example, the original customers of Zmich, no. You will be stupid enough to abandon Zmich, where prices have dropped." Glancing at Bob, he saw that Bob didn't care at all, and continued, "Turn to Cappadocia, where prices have risen."
Zach nodded, "Nenad is reminding his father that although the clan's status in the Sabbat has risen, what it may lose is the interests that the Cappadocia clan has always had in society."
Frank looked at Zach, and the smile gradually became apparent, "Now I understand~"
So Zach finished solving the puzzle again and curled his lips, "Why are you suddenly interested in Nenad?"
Frank took back the document, with a smile on his face, "I can probably feel that Hamilton's attitude towards you, and occasionally defending you, is cautious. I think his attitude towards you is a personal position."
Zach did not deny it, but also smiled, "Indeed, when we were acting, I felt uncomfortable for him, always weighing the balance between his personal feelings and the interests of the Lesenbra clan." It should be quite obvious, not much explained.
Frank continued, "Hidrefro~" Frank shrugged, "Hidrefro's behavior is quite normal, nothing special. He is probably the kind of person who always reminds himself to maintain respect for you. "
Zach affirmed again, "There is no problem with respect. Rank and status are here. He will not make mistakes if he maintains respect."
Frank nodded in agreement, and finally said, "As for this Nenad, haha. Revro makes no mistakes, and Hamilton carefully explores what might go wrong, so this Nnad doesn't care about right or wrong at all~" He looked ambiguously Looking at Zach, "I stand firmly by your side~"
Zach smiled and said, "You feel the same way~ Me too~" He didn't imitate Frank's words, "To be honest, I'm a little surprised that he dared to rush out and speak for me in front of you."
When Frank heard that Zach had the same feeling, he simply said it bluntly, "I told myself that this may be the first ally that Cappadocia cherishes in the Sabbat, you. But." Frank shook his head, "Sure enough, I can't deceive myself. The Cappadocia clan has its own way of being untrustworthy..." Frank glanced at Bob helplessly, "How about you feel a little more involved, my old friend. "
Bob put down the file and said helplessly, "I'm listening."
Zach didn't understand and didn't ask, waiting for Frank to continue.
Frank continued, "Zach, do you still have any impression of the ancestors of Cappadocia?"
Zach felt that he was about to hear secret information about the ancestors of the Thirteenth Clan again, and he kind of... didn't want to hear it. Because every time I hear it, it’s not good!
But the answer was, "Yes, the ancestor of Cappadocia was a child."
"That's enough~" Frank gave a meaningful smile, "It's a child. Children can't be trusted."
Zach can understand that 'children cannot be trusted', which is why even if the dog brother whom Zach values is already a teenager, he has to wait until adulthood to become Toledo. But if the logic Frank wants to construct here is 'because the clan ancestor is a minor, the clan cannot be trusted', Zach doesn't quite understand it.
There is no need to be subtle with Frank, "Frank, today's thirteen clans really have nothing to do with you clan ancestors." It's already very straightforward. Just look at the relationship between Frank and his Lesenbra clan. It's so vivid. Heart example.
Frank waved his hand, "Yes. At least for Cappadocia, there may be." Frank looked at Bob, "During the colonial war, our thirteen ancestors agreed not to reveal the Holy Lord to their descendants. The real purpose and the reward hidden by the Holy Lord, right?"
Bob nodded, glanced at Zach, and explained, in order to increase the sense of participation, "There is no need to tell the descendants, what will happen will happen, and what will not happen, we have no ability to force the Holy Lord. We at the top of the clan made this decision together to maintain the face of ourselves and our faith." Bob glanced at Zach, his chin trembling with laughter. Fatty, as everyone knows, his movements only look big, but in fact his smile is very subtle, "It doesn't mean Frank has broken the contract if I tell you, you are also the ancestor of the clan."
"Thank you!" Frank patted Bob, and then said seriously to Zach, "I think the Cappadocia ancestor broke the contract. A long time ago, the child couldn't help but tell his descendants the secret. Now. There are people in the Cappadocia clan who know that you have been rewarded by the Holy Lord. Nenad is one of them, so he will defend you unabashedly."
"Oh." Zach didn't know how to respond.