Evening, west of Memphis.

Knock knock!

After three knocks on the door, the door opened, and a young man with a dusty cheek leaned in, his eyes half-squinted, and he carefully examined the luxurious furniture, and only after he had a good eye did he turn his gaze to the white young man sitting directly in front of him behind his desk.

Liles Lovell, the fourth son of the Lovell family, was a well-known tobacco trader in Memphis.

He is about thirty years old, slightly chubby, with shiny hair, the most popular two or eight points at the moment, glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a focused and serious expression, giving people a sense of oldness that does not match his age.

As the youngest son of the Rover family, he is fortunate and unlucky, the advantage of being born at the end of his life makes him favored by his parents, but on the other hand, the problems he faces when he grows up are also the most complicated.

The family's business is controlled by the three brothers, and there are not many places left for him, only fixed dry stocks and some inconsequential positions.

He was not content with the status quo and wanted to seek change.

This is why the noble son of the Rover family would come to Memphis thousands of miles away from the rich and prosperous industrial state of New York, and he wanted to carve out his own business in this land where the industrial economy was still in its infancy.

"Sir!!"

Seeing that the other party didn't raise his head for a long time, the young man with a sloppy face shouted in a low voice,

"If you have something, just say it!"

Leals didn't look up, his right hand scribbled, and his left hand expertly flicked back and forth on the slide rule (a Western calculation tool).

The young man hesitated for a moment, then whispered,

"According to your orders, those manor employees really made a fuss, and they all wanted to terminate the contract with the Conton family, and there was a lot of noise for a while, that is, ...... The results were a little bit off. ”

Leals stopped with his left hand flickering the slide rule, raised his head, looked at the young man with twinkling eyes, and asked,

"Where is the deviation, make it clear?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed in the young man's eyes, he lowered his head, and said slowly,

"That John Conton got a young lawyer out of nowhere, and the lawyer went to Brent (the person in charge of recruitment) with a couple of terminated estate employees and told him to show the land certificate and the factory title responsibility letter and pay the first month's salary in advance according to the terms of the new contract, or else he would go to court and sue us for commercial fraud."

"But how can we have that kind of thing!"

Speaking of this, he raised his head, his face was full of helplessness, the other party was a barrister, he didn't know the law, he really went to court, he couldn't say clearly, and besides, the matter itself was to find trouble with the Condon family, if that John Conton found out something, with his style of executing the Irishman, he would definitely not let himself go.

Lils frowned slightly, "What's that lawyer's name?" ”

"I don't know, the hired men all call him Mr. Phoebe."

"Phoebe?"

Ksri pondered, and in a trance, a familiar face popped up in his mind,

Phoebe S. J. Leox!

"He's not about thirty years old, of medium height, with dark brown hair." Chris asked,

The young man nodded hurriedly, "Yes, it's him, this guy is very arrogant, when he went, he didn't say a word, and took out a stack of court summons directly from his arms, as if the court was open to their house." ”

"You're right, the court is their house."

The young man was stunned, "Sir, what did you just say?" I don't understand. ”

"That's it!"

Lells stopped the conversation and asked instead,

"What's next? Did the estate workers terminate their contracts with the Condon family? ”

"This ......"

The young man's eyes dodged, and he didn't know how to speak.

Seeing him like this, Lils couldn't help but shake his head, a little disappointed in his heart, if only his father could send a few capable family henchmen,

But......

He clenched his fists, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and then he hid this unwillingness again, and asked,

"Did he get you caught?"

"Not really, as soon as we saw that something was wrong, we all ran away."

"That's good, take your people, continue to monitor the Condent family, and notify me immediately if there is any movement."

"Okay, I'll do it."

Hearing this, the young man finally put his mind at ease, bowed slightly, turned around and walked out.

The door opened, then closed, and the silence did not last long, and a slight sound of footsteps sounded, and the door opened, and an old servant with gray hair walked in with a stack of clothes,

"Young master, it's time to change your clothes!"

Lears put down his work, walked over to the old servant, and began to put on the dress he had worn for the banquet.

"How's that with what I asked you to check? Did you find anything? ”

"I found some, the young master guessed right, those Irish ruffians were really instigated, and they were all new members of the Irish Red Gang."

"Alva Chris!"

Lears said silently, having some impression of the very notorious Irish Red Gang boss.

"Why did he send someone to the Condon family to make trouble?"

"I don't know."

"Did there ever a holiday between the Condons and him?" Lears asked again,

The old servant thought for a while and shook his head slowly, "I haven't heard of it, I shouldn't have it!" ”

"That's weird."

Lears frowned, a deep puzzle flashing in his eyes.

The old servant glanced at the clock in the corner and said, "Young master, it's almost half past six, and if you don't leave, you will be late for the dinner." ”

Well!

Lears nodded, putting away his thoughts, his cheeks tightened, and his slightly chubby cheeks became a little more serious.

Tonight's banquet was very important to him, and if he could use this opportunity to gain the favor of Miss Grace and Mayor Logan, then all the hardships and hardships he had endured after leaving the family all these years would be worth it.

Meanwhile, south of Memphis, John, who had seen off Hansel and his party, returned to the house and began to prepare for the evening banquet.

"Are you going to tonight's banquet?"

John took the evening dress handed over by Debbie and asked casually,

"Go!" The witch didn't hesitate at all, "I promised to be your bodyguard, so naturally I have to perform my duties." ”

"That's good!" John turned to look at Debbie, "Are there any women's dresses in the house?" ”

"I don't need a dress." Without waiting for Debbie to answer, Gretel frowned and said, "I'm a bodyguard, wearing a dress, it's not easy to move, it's too troublesome, and I don't like to wear a dress." ”

"In that case, it's up to you."

She didn't want to, and John didn't force it too much, and when everything was ready, it was already dark, and there was only half an hour left before the banquet time.

"Aunt Debbie, I'll leave it to you at home."

"I know, young master."

John nodded, and climbed into the carriage with the witch.

The wheels rolled and disappeared into the darkness in the distance along the dim night.