My years as a menswear boss

Chapter 208

The conversation between the two was still friendly.

"Mr. Goetty, you know they are not suitable." Duval said, his tone was calm, like an old neighbor chatting about family affairs.

"Of course, I think so too." The young man stroked the coffee cup with his slender fingertips. "I agree with you very much. My sister and your son are not a good match, although I believe they may really love each other."

She doesn't mind her sister spending money to support a man, but she doesn't mind an "unweaned" adult man becoming her brother-in-law.

"As you can see, I thought it was Mr. Duval Jr. who asked my sister to meet, but I didn't expect it to be Your Excellency." She said softly.

"I think our goals are the same." Duval said after taking a sip of coffee. He didn't have the initial contempt for Margaret in his heart. He believed that the person who could raise such a rational brother would not be a heartless money-squeezing machine.

Even so, he still couldn't accept a courtesan daughter-in-law, "Armand's spending has exceeded his original economic level recently, and he even learned to gamble, just to give your sister a decent gift.

The social circle treated him as a laughingstock, and he also found a lawyer to ask for the transfer of the inheritance left by his mother to Miss Goetti.

Jealousy made him lose his original reason, and repeatedly provoked other young masters, just because those people were Miss Goetti's former lovers.

He did not hesitate to fight for her, even if he died by the sword, he would have no regrets.I am no longer young enough to watch my son die before my eyes. "

"Apart from Armand, I have a daughter. She is in her prime, innocent and innocent. She will be engaged in three months. Her fiancé is my daughter's childhood sweetheart.

They have a strict family style, and if they knew that Blanche would have an unseemly sister-in-law, they would choose to withdraw the engagement without hesitation. "

"Your Excellency Duval." Jiqiu interrupted the old gentleman's sincere confession indifferently, her black eyes were devoid of any emotion, "You must be clear that all of this is caused by your son."

"My son?" Duval was shocked.

Jiqiu slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Don't you know? It was your son who was crazily pursuing my sister in the first place. Oh, of course, you may be thinking of my sister seducing your son now. After all, she used to be a (female branch) )female.

I have always believed that whether a child can become a talent can not be separated from the teaching of adults. You spoiled Mr. Duval too much when he was growing up, making him a playboy with no serious job. "

"His head was full of love, and nothing else, and if there hadn't been a woman named Marguerite, there would have been a woman named Marianne.

These poor women will be an excuse for your son's incompetence.In fact, before he met my sister, he also took care of a lover, spent every day drinking and drinking, and had no sense of responsibility for the family.If I had a daughter, I would never marry her to your son. "

"My elder sister has already started a good career and is currently engaged in the writing industry. With the copyright of books and novels that are being serialized, she can earn [-] francs a month, [-] francs a year.

I have to envy Mr. Duval Jr. who was born in a good family and can get more than 1 francs a year for doing nothing. "

"Therefore I will not consent to the marriage."

The face of the chief tax officer in Paris turned black, then white, and finally returned to normal. "If Mr. Goetti is not a doctor, you will be a very good dialectician."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"However, did you just give Armand money when you took them apart? Although I am not a qualified father, I have never been stingy with my children's expenses. He will not change his mind because of money." Duval said .

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a cracking sound of wood in the next second, "Kacha——"

"What if this is added?" Jiqiu put the crushed corner of the table on the table, and she stood up and left the cafe.

After a long time, Duval got up from his seat and was about to pay the bill, but was told that his companion had already paid.

"What about the damaged public property?"

The waiter wiped the teacup with a white cloth as usual, "It's also settled."

Duval felt in his pocket after he left the cafe, took out his pipe and found that it was not lit, and he put the pipe back roughly into his pocket.

After returning home, Jiqiu had a sumptuous dinner with Margaret as if nothing had happened.

"Aren't you going to sleep at home so late?"

Margaret stood at the stairs in a silk nightgown and said, she watched Jiqiu put on his coat and prepare to leave.

"No, I suddenly remembered that the king's medicine hasn't been prepared yet." Jiqiu pushed open the door and got into the carriage to the palace.

Back in the palace, Jiqiu thought for a while, and walked around his room towards the eastern palace, pushed open the door of Ryan's room and found it was pitch black inside, 'Fell asleep? '

Just as she was about to leave, a tall figure was pressed against her back.

Jiqiu was taken aback by the hot body behind her, and when she realized who it was, she immediately raised her hand and knocked off the arm around her shoulder, "Get up!"

"I knew you would come back." Ryan whispered, he smelled the scent that reassured him, and his expression was very nostalgic.

"Since I promised you, I will definitely do it."

Ryan Philip grew up faster than Jiqiu imagined. He didn't need the youth's guidance in the future, and he could complete the work of wooing the minister.

While Jiqiu was still worrying about how to solve her sister's emotional problems, Ryan was already in charge of the republican faction with ease.

He cleverly grasped the Republican Party's hatred of the old-fashioned aristocrats, and he was the king's legitimate son, admiring Voltaire's ideas, and established temporary trust with those cunning congressmen.

"Adrian, what's the matter with you?" Ryan leaned on the young man's lap, and poked the other's frowning brow with his hand.

"It's okay." Jiqiu thought of an unfriendly meeting with Armand recently, and the small-bellied man on the opposite side tore up the 100 million franc check she gave on the spot.Even though she beat the man until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he still wouldn't let go.

This incident was brought to Margaret by Armand. Although Margaret defended her at the time, she still said a lot of good things about Armand in private.

It’s a great pleasure to make a soft rice man jump in anger, but Jiqiu can still see that Marguerite is really in love with Armand, even though he doesn’t have a serious job, he doesn’t make as much money as Marguerite .

Margaret sincerely hopes that this relationship will be blessed and recognized by her.Instead, Jiqiu felt an anger that had nowhere to vent. Her sister did not disregard family affection for love.

But Margaret, who is sensitive and delicate by nature, still secretly shed tears a few times, which Louise secretly told her.

Jiqiu can only choose to reduce the number of times she goes home, out of sight and out of mind.

The young man grasped Lean's big hand that was stroking her cheek, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "I am your teacher, please show me some respect."

"Okay." Ryan put down his hands obediently, closed his eyes, "I have a headache recently, please give me a massage for a while."

Jiqiu had no choice but to continue pressing the acupuncture points on the man's head to relieve his irritable mood, "Who made you angry again?"

"Those things that don't appear on the stage are always trying to control me." Ryan thought of the subordinates he had raised, and every time he wanted to pull out the saber from his waist and plunge into their chests, "When the matter is over."

The bloodiness of the unfinished words is self-evident.

"Your Highness, I don't expect you to be a benevolent monarch, but I only hope that you will not become a tyrant."

"As long as you keep watching me by my side, I won't go the wrong way." Ryan opened his eyes and said, his voice was low and magnetic, "As long as you don't leave me, I'm willing to listen to you."

Jiqiu was still worried that Ryan would be out of her control if she was too good, but seeing his dependent eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course, Your Highness, you are the most perfect monarch in my heart."

There was another conflict between the Republican Party and the Conservative Party. A son of a minor aristocrat snatched a worker's wife in the street, and sent someone to beat the worker seriously.

This could have been settled in private, but the court shielded the petty nobleman and threw the worker into prison.

This incident aroused the anger of the Republican Party, and the already rigid relationship between the two parties fell to a freezing point, and even fought in Congress.

Even though Philip I later ordered the dismissal of the judge in that trial, it still could not appease the anger of the Republicans. They had long been fed up with the king's conservative style and deliberately provoked conflicts between civilians and nobles in order to make the king step down.

Jiqiu stood on the terrace on the top floor of the Royal Palace. She looked at the civilians blocked by the iron gate not far away. They were holding hoes and shovels and were ready to rush in at any time.

A flock of birds flew over her head, she looked up at the gloomy sky, and muttered to herself, "Even on an ordinary day, if something worthy of being recorded in the annals of history happens, it will become unfathomable."

The sky darkened little by little, the bells of the tall buildings were ringing, and the servants inside the walls were all in danger, for fear of being affected by the wrath of the civilians.

Until the moon peeked out from the clouds, a fire lit up not far away, and a heart-piercing cry came out.

Jiqiu stood on the high wall, watching the crowd fighting below. After a while, he joined a group of soldiers in armor. Before the king's guard team cheered up, they realized that the target of the sword was themselves.The smell of blood permeated the air, and the remains and pieces of flesh were splashed everywhere on the ground.

Until dawn broke, the last roar of grief and indignation stopped abruptly.

"Is it finally over?" Jiqiu lowered his head, straightened his clothes, and walked down the tall building step by step.

Philip I looked at the strange man in front of him, he could vaguely recognize him from the familiar outline, "Lyan?"

"Long time no see, father." Ryan raised his blood-stained face, lowered his head and kicked the "ball" under his feet to the king.

The king fell to the ground with cold hands and feet. The "ball" on the ground showed a familiar face. It was his ambitious eldest son Ferdinand Philip.

Soon two soldiers in iron helmets came, one on the left and one on the right, picked up the weak-legged king and dragged him away.

The young man stepped on the blood-stained ground with clean leather boots, and came to the auditorium of the palace under the eyes of everyone.

Jiqiu walked to the place where the king had just fallen, bent down to hold up the dusty crown, her eyes were soft, "Your Highness."

Ryan grabbed the epee and walked to the young doctor step by step, knelt down on one knee slowly, and lowered his head meekly.

Jiqiu put the crown on Ryan's head, waited for him to get up, and then made a salute of allegiance, "Your Majesty, I will always follow in your footsteps."

The soldiers in the hall knelt on one knee with Captain Dennis to offer their loyalty.

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