Zach finally understood what Mr. Herman meant by 'just in time'. In his office, several people had finished setting up the dining table and were preparing to leave.
"Sit." Mr. Herman pointed to the seat casually. Zach should have expected it. It would be around noon, what else could it be
The vampire was a little unhappy. After being tortured by the sun for a while, he wanted to be tortured by an exquisite lunch. This isn't the Grande, there's no excuse to get out of it.
However, Mr. Herman's original intention was certainly not to torture the vampire, but to considerately give Grande time to deal with Jackson and Blake's affairs, and he did not want to delay his own affairs, so he arranged the meeting at a time like this that could enhance things by the way. Feelings' on time.
"That's really considerate." Zach smiled gratefully and sat at the dining table.
The amazing thing is that this is clearly a dining table in an office, but there is nothing out of the ordinary. Well, I was referring to the decor of Hermann's office. It feels more like a presidential suite than an office space that's supposed to be stressful. Of course, get rid of the bed.
Mr. Herman didn't care about Zach's praise. He waved his hand and sat in the main seat. He laid out the napkin skillfully, picked up the knife and fork, and started cutting the food in front of him, "Do you know what I want you to do? "
A strange opening, but nothing surprising given the circumstances surrounding Mr. Herman's last encounter with Grande, who has the uncanny ability to 'look ahead'.
Zach moved slowly, stuffing the napkin in his collar with ink stains. The only thing he can hope for now is that this meeting will end unpleasantly with his rejection, and then he won't have to eat the piece of meat in front of him that he doesn't know what kind of creature it came from!
It’s simple to think about it this way. Humans can eat living things, which can be any parts, organs... things that can be used as food, but they will never eat animal hair, right
To vampires. Their food is blood, and anything other than blood is 'hair'. Think about that feeling...
Zach looked at the clearly carefully prepared food in front of him. He really didn't want to imagine how he would feel when he had to eat next, "I don't know."
Herman Clue's cheeks squirmed. He frowned at Zach and shook his head. But there was a sudden sense of relaxation on his face immediately, and he nodded, "It's better not to know."
Then he looked at Benjamin, who was extremely skilled in cutting. As if to distract him, he added an irrelevant sentence, "This store is on Betsey Street. It's not easy to find. I can give you the address and phone number."
Benjamin raised his eyebrows. Thanks.
"When I heard you guys coming up..." Mr. Herman continued to deal with his food. His tone was a little different from the last time he got along with Zach, and he was a little too calm. But it’s understandable. The last time he was excited and strong was because it was his son. This time, he didn’t know what was going on. “Let’s stop talking. Don’t listen to what he (the leader) said.”
Zach knows how to seize opportunities. He placed the knife and fork he had just picked up on the edge of the table and spoke in a serious questioning tone. Looking at the other party, "So, don't you want us to retrieve something valuable that was stolen by some people from Pai Siying?"
There are a lot of attributive words, but it summarizes the previous conversation very accurately.
Mr. Herman shook his head, and his meticulously pulled back white hair dangled in front of Zach's eyes. For an old man in his seventies. Herman's physical condition and hair volume are enough to put people of his age to shame.
He looked up at Zach again and thought for a moment, "But I am indeed missing something, and I need you to find it."
Eli's words were confirmed.
Zach continued to use a questioning tone, "Then do you know who took the missing things?"
Herman frowned. He put down the fork that was handed to his mouth, "If I knew, I wouldn't look for you." His calmness seemed to be broken at this time, he threw the fork, pulled off the napkin on his chest, and looked directly at Zach's Eye.
"I want to find this person who took something he shouldn't have, and I want to find what I lost, and I want to eliminate all related influences!"
Herman stood up after making three demands. It could be seen that he actually had no appetite.
"All the people and things related to this thing will disappear. It has never been lost from me!"
It was a strange expression, but Herman did not explain it. Instead, he picked up the wine glass and left the table. When he turned around, he gave Zach an unfriendly expression, "Lest you Grande take things apart again, I’ll explain it to you once and for all!” He walked towards the desk.
Zach pursed his lips helplessly. It seemed that Herman was still holding grudges about the last commission. No wonder he, Zach deliberately split the commission even though he knew the outcome of the incident. This behavior is not honorable, it is just playing with the heart of a sad father and catering to his own wishes.
But our vampire is not ready to just bear the other side's malice.
Zach put down the tableware very naturally and happily in his heart, took off the napkin, and looked in the direction of the desk, "Sounds like a very troublesome thing."
Zach curled his lips, "But did Mr. Herman reverse the order? I have to remind Mr., we..." Looking at Benjamin's still unobtrusive eating behavior, Zach shook his head, "I don't know what Mr. said yet. What’s missing.”
This was a conversation that put the cart before the horse. Before the commission incident came to the surface, Herman first gave his requirements for the outcome of the commission.
Herman was sitting on a large office chair and was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Zach who turned his eyes away with a serious expression on his face and said, "Sounds like this is a very influential thing."
Herman frowned, closed his open mouth, and stared at Zach, who was talking to himself.
"Ah." Zach stood up, smiled at Herman, and explained, "Because you seem to be very relaxed when you know that I have no knowledge of the commission, plus 'eliminate all related influences.'" Zach tilted his head , "'Never Lost'."
Zach shook his head, "I think sir, what he means also includes our Grande, is that right?"
Herman's expression didn't change in any way, it was the default.
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Herman, I don't quite understand." Zach paused and raised his voice, "You don't expect Grande to make a commitment first before he can contact the entrusted person. Content, right?”
To change the situation, it would be to sign a prenuptial agreement first and then live together.
That's what it means, entrustment comes, entrustment goes. Grande, a guy who devoted himself to fulfilling the entrustment agreement, can't take away a cloud.
Originally, this was just common sense to people in the gray professional circle, and confidentiality was their professional ethics. But the situation at this point was more than just a secret.
Think about it, even if the most cliche wife commissions an investigation into her husband's affair, no matter what the outcome is, the wife's suspicion has become the premise and is put on the table, and then it is the detectives' turn to decide whether to take over. The unknown direction of events at least has a clear beginning!
But now Herman seems not even ready to reveal the premise of admitting his 'suspected affair'!
Herman just said something like this, 'I want you to investigate a person, pick it up or not! Take it, I'll tell you who to investigate! '
Is he a homeless man on the street? Is it the president? Is it some passerby across the ocean? …
"Yes." Herman looked at Zach and confirmed, "You have to sign this." He opened the drawer and a 'prenuptial agreement' was thrown on the desk.
The marriage has not yet been concluded, the commission has not yet been taken over, but the things that are embarrassing to the scenery have already been put on display.
The vampire blinked, so curious. (..)