Maybe Zach just asked casually, "Where are you going, sir?"
Herman's body was close to the edge of the desk, and he moved back to his seat crookedly and slowly, "West, probably, the further away from Barton, the better..."
Zach pursed his lips and did not continue to answer.
"Who would have thought, haha." Herman seemed to be immersed in his own emotions, passive and sarcastic, "The last one left in Patton was the 'Herman'." Apparently referring to the person who had just been killed by him. The brother who was kicked out.
Zach emptied the wine glass, gave Herman time to feel sorry for himself, and poured himself a glass of wine again. It was time to get down to business, "Is Mr. Herman here to make a commission? If so, Mr. Herman, do you want it?" Give me a warning first so that I can be prepared. The Quest you introduced last time really left a shadow on Grande."
What a shade! It's just that Zach doesn't like Quest.
"Humph." Herman glanced at Zach, "Don't worry! I think you have never heard of Barton and another Herman."
Zach shook his head, "No." He raised an eyebrow with a smile on his face, "Where did you hide this brother before?"
"Hmph!" Herman had a look of disgust on his face, "Who hid him! He was too..." He seemed unable to find the right words for a moment, and the last word was so long that he almost died before he choked out two words, "Small."
Zach curled his lips, "It's because he looks so small compared to you, Herman." Zach was flattering.
Herman moved his head and seemed too lazy to respond, "I have nothing to tell you about his little things. Let him tell you himself. I am just an introducer to Barton who is leaving."
Zach raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay. Then sir, please go out and let the other Mr. Herman come in."
"I still have something to say." Herman's tone suddenly became serious, just like he was able to hold a press conference last time despite being clearly drunk. He stared at Zach, "I also have a commission here for you. Do you want to accept it?"
Zach frowned and put the wine glass to his mouth back, his tone was full of helplessness, "Mr. Herman, are you doing this again? You even had a confidentiality agreement in the last commission. This Will you come back again?" What Zach meant was, 'Don't you want to learn a lesson? '
"Ha!" Herman's eyes became fierce, looking straight at Zach. "I haven't settled the account with you about the last commission, so you'd better not mention it!"
Zach shrugged, made an exaggerated pursed lips gesture, indicating that he would not mention it, and then gave a reply, "No answer. You just said that you are leaving Barton. I don't know the content of the entrustment, who I know how long it will take. I don’t want to wait until I have put in the effort to finish it, and the employer has disappeared and my compensation..."
If not interrupted, Zach would have been rambling for a while. Fortunately, Herman waved his hand. "The remuneration is paid in one lump sum, without any document constraints. It has nothing to do with me whether you complete it or not. In this case, I will ask you again whether you will accept it or not."
Zach's mouth hung open. The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, feeling that the situation was ridiculous, "Of course I'll take it."
"Okay!" Herman actually slammed the table, "I want Aisela to pay the price! I want you to ruin her future! Politics, power, everything! I want to leave Barton, but I don't want to This woman is so proud of her life in Barton! I want to make her miserable!"
Zach blinked. Although this was very consistent with Zach's future direction, Zach still wanted to ask curiously, "I can understand the reason for your commission, but why do you think that Grande is a small person?" Funeral homes are able to complete… ”
Same as above, luckily he was interrupted, otherwise Zach wouldn't know what other hypocritical words he would say.
"Stop talking nonsense here! You just admitted that Grande has a relationship with the mayor! Don't you think I can't hear some recent gossip! Why does Grande become the only traditional funeral business in Barton?! All the cemeteries in the city have been expropriated, and you, Grande, have an extra piece of private land in vain! Isn’t it because of the mayor’s veteran background that you are being ‘taken care of’!”
Anthony's arrangement has a remarkable effect.
Of course Zach would not refute, and quietly sipped his wine and let Herman speak.
"Do you think that in the mayoral election that starts in early autumn, if Esther is elected, your 'only traditional funeral industry' can still be saved!" Herman stared at Zach, "Transformation, relying on your mill to do cremation ?Haha! Zach, don’t think that I don’t know the economic situation of your mill. Before working with you, do you think that I haven’t investigated the operating conditions of your mill?! It’s all about your Grande to maintain balance. !”
There was complete malice in Herman's eyes, "Don't give me any nonsense here! If you have any sense, you will know that Ethela is your Grande's 'enemy'! A small funeral home? Humph, If it’s a small funeral home, do I need to come to you twice to talk about things that have nothing to do with funerals?! Huh! I’m just giving you a little more motivation now to make you more proactive!”
Zach was distracted, seriously counting in his mind the number of times Herman, personally, came to Grande. It's four times.
One time was the funeral of his son Connor, a long time ago; one time he came drunk after a factory explosion and wanted to cooperate with Grand Mill, and then Zach used the enchantment eye. These two incidents were related to the funeral industry.
It is not related to the funeral industry, but to the gray profession. The first time was the confidentiality agreement commission that Herman had just interrupted Zach and asked him not to mention it again. When he came, he met Blake by chance; the last time is now.
Zach, who was counting in his mind, stared at his wine glass with a serious expression as if he was thinking carefully about what Herman said. Let Herman maintain this illusion and feel complacent for a while as he thought he hit the point.
It didn't take long. When Zach looked up at Herman again, he nodded. Just as he was about to discuss the issue of remuneration, Herman sneered, took out a check from his pocket, and pushed it to Zach. .
Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at the signed Herman personal check that was pushed over, "You forgot to write the amount."
"I told you, this is to give you motivation!" Herman stood up holding on to the armrest of the chair, no longer looking at Zach, "How complete is the result of this commission? I won't watch it in Barton anymore. ! Fill it out yourself!" He just left like that!
Zach blinked, picked up the check, and verified the authenticity in a philistine manner. Before Herman went out, he said, "Please let the other Mr. Herman in."
Zach waited for about ten minutes, and also listened to Herman downstairs scolding the new Mr. Herman for ten minutes. The content is roughly - 'Do you still need my company for such a trivial matter? ! Can you be more successful? 'some type of.
The new Mr. Herman, who looked uncomfortable all over, finally came up and sat across from the desk with an uneasy expression.
Zach was ready to smile, "Mr. Herman..."
"Boone!" The other party interrupted Zach's address with twinkling eyes, "Mr. Grande can just call me Boone. I, well, I'm not used to people calling me Herman."
Zach still smiled, "Boone. I'm Zach."
"Zach." Boone's expression relaxed slightly, but his fingers were still clasped together nervously, and his expression was very unnatural.
"So Boone, Hull..." Zach changed his words in time, "Your brother said that you have a commission. I think as the introducer, he should have briefly introduced Grande, um. Amateur business."
"Well, yes. Yes." Boon's eyes always drifted towards Zach and then quickly turned away, due to nervousness, "My nephew, oh, on Connor's case, I also want to thank you, Grande, for your help... "
"You're welcome." Zach tilted his head. Zach could almost guess what the person on the other side was upset about, "Your brother paid for it, so it's just the job I should do. There's nothing to thank you for."
Sure enough, Boone's nervousness obviously increased. The fingers on his fingers were broken and turned white.
Zach smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, is this your first time doing such a commission?"
"Yes, yes." Do you understand? Boon's nervousness is the fear of gray professionals. This means that he is an honest and good citizen.
Zach's smile became more sincere. If Herman hadn't mentioned his own commission, he might have really thought that Boone had encountered some difficulty, but Herman actually generously gave Zach a check that he could fill out at will. Zach began to suspect that Boone was just a cover dragged in by Herman.
He doesn't take it seriously, so his smile is more sincere. We humans should not try to understand the psychology of vampires.
"Before officially telling the contents of the commission." Zach smiled, "I usually recommend calling the police." If he didn't take it to heart, Zach naturally kept talking, "You report..."
"Reported," Boone answered quickly.
Zach's face stiffened, "Well, then, the police couldn't solve it?"
"I, I don't know. I waited all day." Boone glanced at Zach, staying for a while this time, "But no one came to investigate. I called to ask, but they asked me to call the police again..."
Zach frowned, "Where did you call the police..." Zach twitched the corner of his mouth. Now that he didn't know the content of the commission, he could only express it this way, "Where is it?" Zach hoped that the answer would not be the southeast of the North District. Department, the police ignored the call in the southeast, Zach experienced it firsthand, and now that Brian's mother's body is in Grande, Zach doesn't want to face the same problem again.
"Pai Siying."
Zach relaxed his frown, okay...
What a good thing! Zach frowned again, "Maybe it was just that the police were busy and they were negligent for a moment. What happened after you reported the case again?" Zach began to find reasons for where James worked.
"I've been waiting for another day..." Boon looked at Zach with a sad face, "I called again at noon, and I still reported the crime again..."
Zach twitched his lips, "Then the police must be really busy." Zach actually knew that the police were really busy, and the only ones who could run around outside were Coulson and James. Zach shook his head and said, "Okay, Boone, you can talk about your commission."
"Oh..." Boone adjusted his sitting posture, "I, um, I run a, um, factory in Paising."
"Hermann Factory?" Zach asked a similar question to Louise.
"No, no, no!" Boon immediately denied it, and then his tone became embarrassed, "Actually, it's just a small workshop, making trophies..."
Although Boone automatically lowered the volume, Zach heard clearly, "Trophy?"
"Yes. It's the kind with a sculpture on top and a trophy on the bottom..."
"I know what the trophy is." Zach curled his lips, "I just didn't know there was someone specializing in this kind of thing..." Zach glanced at Boone and said that the other party was also 'Herman', so he used a nice word. The noun "enterprise."
"Uh..." Boon lowered his head, "Yes, yes, and I'm not complacent. Our performance has always been good. Of course it's not as good as my brother..."
Zach apologized in time, smiled and waved his hand, "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything bad, I just didn't think about it before. Now that I think about it, there are really many places that need trophies. There are many places in this world that need honors and Someone or something to commend." Zach was saying good things for the sake of saying good things, and this was his limit, "Go on, what happened?"
"What happened the day before yesterday." Boon's expression became more serious, but at the same time a little weird, "About the afternoon, an employee in our workshop saw a stranger suddenly invading. The employee said that the stranger seemed to be very anxious. He came straight in and couldn't be stopped." He stopped.
Zach waited for a while, not hearing the follow-up, and tried to ask, "Did he damage anything?"
"Well, then the employee said, well, said..."
"What did you say?" Zach was a little impatient.
"Suddenly, without warning, that person caught fire!" Now, Boon's eyes were filled with only weirdness.
"Fire." Zach repeated confirmingly.
"Yes." Boon looked at Zach's tight white skin and could only continue speaking, "Then my workshop caught fire..."
Zach was silent for a while, "You want to say that the flames from the person who suddenly caught fire burned your workshop."
"Yes." Boon nodded, "My employees said that their response was very fast. Emergency fire-fighting measures were immediately launched and a fire alarm was reported. However, my workshop was still burned..."
"Wait a minute." Zach raised his hand to interrupt him, looking at him not knowing what expression to put on, "Why are your employees saying this? Didn't you see the whole process?"
"No." Boon shook his head, but immediately added eagerly, "But I saw the scene after the fire! When I rushed there, half of my workshop was burned down! The workshop of more than 400 square meters, I The employees said that the fire only burned for ten minutes! Half of it was gone! When the fire alarm arrived, they blamed them for not calling the fire alarm immediately!"
Zach didn't want to hear it anymore, he deserved the police's indifference. Zach interrupted Boone with a wave of his hand, "You came to me in hopes of something, um, what happened?"
"Insurance company." Boone showed a worried look, "We lost most of our orders and equipment, but the insurance company thought we were setting fires and defrauding insurance. Because the police didn't come to investigate, and the insurance company's investigators didn't find the person who suddenly They broke in and set fire to people's corpses, wreckage, anything like that, and judged us as lying. They also threatened that we might sue. Although, although I am not my brother, I do have the surname Hermann hanging on me, and I can't let it. This matter..."
It was getting more and more ridiculous. Zach tugged at the corner of his mouth and was thinking seriously about whether he should give away the check that Herman just gave him and get rid of this guy. (..)