Alfred, who was regarded as a "smart man" by Count Liszt, was sitting in the living room of Charles' house. His two big hands, like cushions, were rubbing the dirt on his face... Charles had already seen some white gray things on the dark floor under his feet.

"I'm a fool!" Alfred slapped himself. This time he didn't bring his friends, he was the only one.

Charles sat opposite him and nodded in agreement, because most people would not slap themselves, and they would slap their cheeks slightly red and swollen, so he must have tried very hard.

"You have to help me, Shire friend, I'm in big trouble!", his expression looked a little aggrieved, "I did what you said, but now some of the directions I found point to a big man. This is very tricky. Do you understand what I mean?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, he mistakenly thought that Charle didn't understand, and then explained, "Don't think I'm rich, I think I'm also a big shot. Actually, it's not. There are not many rich ordinary people in this city, but we are not big shots."

"Whether it has an influence on society, a city, or an influence on the Earl's Mansion, it is much worse than those real big men! Only those who can affect the operation of society, the formulation of city bills, and change the decision-making of the Earl's Mansion are big men!"

"It just so happens that what I have to face this time is such a big shot, it's terrible!"

After meeting Shire last time, Shire gave Alfred a suggestion. Since they could not fool the investigation of the Earl's Mansion in a short time, they might as well change their ideas. The Earl's Mansion investigated Alfred to find the golem of the waiter who was smuggled into the city from outside the city. This is the core demand of the investigation.

Since they had no time to fool them, they simply went the other way and became lackeys in the Earl's Mansion and helped the Earl's Mansion investigate this matter.

Alfred thought it was unlikely at first. How could the Earl's Mansion look down on small forces like them? As long as the Earl's Mansion has such intentions, those who are willing to be dogs for the Earl's Mansion can line up from outside the Earl's Mansion to the outside of the city, and can still circle around Eberda for several times.

When the investigation was really unable to get through, and when the people who investigated were impatient and were about to arrest them as the most suspected group, Alfred became a dog-legged in the Earl's Mansion according to Charles.

The facts proved that what Charles said was right. The Earl's Mansion did not reject his request to "make meritorious service with guilt", and even let him lead the investigation of the Epedane trade group very generously. Everything was the same as Charles said, which made Alfred think that Charles was magical.

He felt that the most impossible thing had become possible. In fact, this was not that Alfred was too stupid, but that he was still a kind of "little character thinking".

What is the thinking of a small person? In fact, to put it bluntly, it is blindly thinking that big people must be smarter than themselves, must be more capable than themselves, and must have a golden shoulder pole.

In fact, this is not the case. Big people also have big people's worries. No one can know everything that happens in this world, so as long as you can find the right time and angle, it is not impossible to solve the big people's worries.

At least, the people in the Earl's Mansion were definitely not as familiar with some things within the Suohuang Team and the Trade Group. He not only knew what the Earl's Mansion knew, but also knew many things that the Earl's Mansion did not know. This is precisely one of the reasons why the Earl's Mansion allowed him to make meritorious contributions.

Anyway, he couldn't escape, so he asked them to bite the dog. The people in the Earl's Mansion would not offend a large number of vicious thugs in Zhongcheng District because of this. At the same time, he could complete the tasks assigned by the above more efficiently. Why didn't he agree?

It was all perfect, Alfred was a very decisive man, just like the decision he made in the divorce case with his wife before. Since he decided to become a lackey in the Earl's Mansion, he did not hide it. He mentioned the old past events one by one, and the illegal and disciplined gangs were arrested. In the end, he did find clues about the waiter's golem, but this clue pointed to a big man, and he was completely alone and had no typos.

"What should I do?" Alfred's eyes were filled with tears. He had learned to use tears as a weapon. Who would dare to say that he was a fool?

He looked at Charles "feeling" and said, "You want to help me, go to my house, get whatever you like, my things are yours!" As always, the sincerity made Charles feel a little embarrassed. His helping Alfred was definitely not a fond of his wealth.

"Who is that big man? His power is greater than that of the count, or is he more scarier than the count?" Charles suddenly became curious and even expected. Perhaps the person Alfred mentioned was the guy he thought of.

The big man Alfred mentioned was not Ma Jieli that Charles thought, but he and Charles were also "friends".

"Miteford, president of Steam Daily!" Alfred rubbed his face again, "To me, this is the big shot!"

Charles was slightly stunned. Metford was the president of Steam Daily, the big man who was very gentle to him in the office. His experience encouraged many people and allowed many people in the lower city to be illuminated by the light he emitted.

An ordinary person went to fight against the decaying traditional newspaper industry in the whole world (actually only Aipeda City), and finally took a unique approach to gain a firm foothold and brought the Steam Daily, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, back to the throne. Such a legendary person actually had a golem of waiter in his hand?

Charles' impulse told him that it was impossible, but his reason told him that it might not be impossible.

He is not a selfless person, but he also knows the seriousness of some things. Metford gave him a lot of help, no matter whether this guy has anything to do with the Iron Brothers, in short, he gave himself the opportunity to approach the Queen and Earl of Lister, and therefore he has the Charles brothers and sisters today.

I have to repay others' good to me, and I have to retaliate against others' bad to me. This is one of Charles's principles.

After a moment of calm, Charles stood up, "Wait a moment, I'll call Metford..."

Shire, who had moved to Zhongcheng District, was qualified to apply for a telephone number. He walked to a small lounge on the first floor and picked up the phone. After about a few sounds, the phone was raised and a familiar voice rang out inside.

“This is Metford…”

"I, Charles!"

Metford, who was sitting at the desk playing games with the female secretary, suddenly felt a little spiritual. "There was no news about you for a while. How are you doing recently?" He patted the girl's head. The girl stood up with a smile, left the room at his silent request, and closed the door.

Mait walked to the window with the phone and pulled the curtains up. He didn't expect that Charles would call him. He only heard Ham talk about the story between Charles and Charles a few days ago. Now everyone knows that Charles and the Earl's Mansion have become much more powerful, and he bought a house in the middle city and moved there.

He is no longer the young man who can be at mercy before, and he has the qualification to trade with everyone equally. In addition, he has returned enough "performance" to help the newspaper gain some reputation - finally, when someone talked about Steam Daily, he can point out that there is a column reporter named Charles, whose reports are somewhat insightful.

Of course, at this point, his relationship with Shire was basically over. He did not expect Shire to continue working under him. When he talked about becoming a regular employee last time, Shire refused directly. This was a very obvious signal that he would not accept the situation of working for others.

Compared to others talking about Charles' changes, they often turn their changes into the assassination case of the queen. Mattford believes that before the assassination, Charles had already begun to change, so his attitude towards Charles was very gentle.

Any successful person will have his own unique way to perceive the world and choose the right direction to place bets as much as possible.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern. I have a question to ask you..." Charles paused for a moment and gave Metford some time to prepare and accept, "You have a golem of waiter in your hand, right?" After he said this, Metford's breathing in the phone receiver became a little confused, and he could still hear the sound of his palm rubbing against the facial features on his face when he was wiping his face.

After a while, a slightly lower voice came, "How did you know?", he might think this was not what he wanted, and asked in a hurry, "Who told you?"

Charles frowned slightly, "The Earl's Mansion is looking for these things, and it has found you. I just want to ask, maybe you should think about your retreat, or how to explain these issues to the Earl's Mansion."

Metford was silent for a while and proposed an idea, "We met, you, and me, two of us!"

"Meeting will not bring any substantial changes. I know what you want to say, but these have nothing to do with me. Mr. Metford, you are a good person, and I hope you will have a good result..." Shire did not agree to his request. He did not think meeting now can play a role.

"On the one hand, some words are difficult to express clearly on the phone. This is my request!"

After thinking about it for a while, Charles finally agreed, "We will meet in the newspaper later, and I will bring someone here..."

Metford immediately agreed, "No problem, I'll wait for you!"
Chapter completed!