After discussing the matter with Ken, Fisher looked at the staff handbook in his hand as he walked outside the school, and was first blinded by the salary of 200,000 narios. This means that the average salary is more than 16,000 narios per month, and the fellows of the Royal Academy are only 8,000 narios a month, which is twice as much.

However, the financier behind this school is Nali Development Company, so it is not surprising that they are so rich, and for them, what money can solve is not a matter.

In addition, the degree certificate of this school is graded according to the grade, that is, the students have a grade point, unlike the previous Royal College, which issued a diploma uniformly. Grade points, which measure students' academic performance in their subjects, are graded by the professors who teach them, and are an important quantitative criterion at St. Nari University.

Tsai carefully read the materials in his hand, there was no carriage here, but fortunately Kenn ordered the staff to drive him back to the city, otherwise he would have to walk a long way to the tram stop.

Leaning on the edge of the carriage, the scenery outside Saint-Narry came into view, and from this direction you could see the splendid Golden Palace in the center of Saint-Narry, and in the afternoon, the griffon flag above was fluttering in the wind, shimmering with the golden brilliance below.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the street of Fisher's rental house, and Fisher thanked the coachman and got out of the carriage with the materials, but saw a man in a suit holding a box of gifts at his door, and he didn't know if it was time to knock on the door.

Fisher's eyes turned into dead fish eyes, and he stepped forward and knocked the man on the head with his cane, so painful that he hugged his head, and instantly screamed,

"Hey! Who is so rude, do you know who I am, I'm the new party... Oh! It's Fisher, why did you just come back, I just wanted to look for you, I heard that you came back from the Southern Continent. ”

The man was about the same age as Fisher, his blond hair was coquettishly turned into a big back, and his appearance was obviously okay, but his temperament made people feel that he didn't feel like a gentleman at all, more like a homeless gangster on the street.

This guy is called Trandel, and he was roommates who shared a room with him when he was at the Royal Academy, and after graduation he joined the Pioneer Party, where he mixed well and had a bright future.

Logically speaking, the relationship between the mixed political arena and Fisher is very bad, only the current Trandle is an accident, probably because although he is not a pure and good man, he is unexpectedly honest, and he does not have great ambitions and ambitions in his heart, just want to live better.

"I just got back from St. Nari University, and I'm going there to talk about the appointment."

"Wait, you're going to be a professor there?! Principal Damian must be, he has written you many letters of invitation, he doesn't care if he calls him a 'corpse', and now you are still going to do it to him, I think he will be so angry that he will want to vomit blood tonight after hearing about it. ”

As they talked, Fisher took Trandel into his rental house, where Ms. Martha was not at home, and seemed to have gone to play cards at another neighbor's house.

"That's none of my business, I don't want to get involved in either the New Party or the Griffin Party, and I'll resign if I find out that St. Nari University has this tendency."

"I know I know, who doesn't know your temperament... But if you and I join the New Party, you will definitely be a member of parliament by now, and it would be nice to go to the [Pink Pavilion] with me every day to have a dip, after all, we all like ladies equally. ”

He blinked, followed Fisher into his room, and handed Fisher the gift in his hand by the way, "By the way, welcome back, Black Mamba Palace wine, souvenirs." ”

The price of the Black Mamba Palace wine was very high, and Trandle could give it to himself casually, knowing that he was not short of oil and water in the New Party.

Fisher looked at the pure black bottle in his hand with satisfaction, but keenly caught a new term in the previous sentence,

"[Pink Pavilion]?"

"Ah, you just came back, it's normal not to know." T'Condel touched the back of his blonde hair, which he had held with hairspray, and then whispered with an ambiguous face, "A new one on the rue de Nathon... Well, the entertainment venues, there is everything in them, ladies, cigarettes, fine wine, and even more exciting..."

Fisher glanced at him coldly and warned,

"Don't tell me you used medicine, I told you not to touch that kind of thing."

"I'm useless, I'm useless! After you told me that that kind of thing is not good for your health, I paid special attention to it, and I didn't even touch it when other councillors used it! At most, I played some games with the ladies there..."

Trandel raised his hand very innocently, he was very sincere, cool can be cool, but he was even more desperate, as soon as he said that the stimulant medicine was bad for the body, he was too scared to use it.

Fisher frowned when he heard this, the benefits of the New Economic Act are obvious, after its introduction Nari's economy has soared at an unprecedented rate, but whether the well-being of citizens has improved or not, these very dangerous services and goods can now be put on the table openly.

Pink Pavilion...

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this for now, did you bring me a souvenir when you went to the Southern Continent, I heard that there are a lot of good specialties there, such as [Dragon's Blood] or something, I still need this recently."

Trandle rubbed his hands together and looked at Fisher expectantly, who glanced at him and placed the iron kettle on the table next to him in front of him, making him look at it curiously.

"What is this?"

"Rum from Nari."

"Sold on the street, the 10-euro kind?"

"Yes."

"This is not a specialty of the Southern Continent."

"I bought it in the Southern Continent."

"You bought Nari's wine in the Southern Continent and brought it back to Nari to give it to me? Or is it only worth 10 euros? ”

"To be exact, it's 25 euros, and 15 euros is the shipping fee."

Fisher nodded, making Trandle furious,

“... You damn Fisher, give me back my black mamba! You iron! I saw it back when I was living with you! ”

Of course, this is just a joke between friends, when I was in the Southern Continent before, the carriage was taken away by Rafael, and basically didn't bring anything back, and he was so poor that he couldn't give Trondle a gift.

However, Trandle didn't care too much about this, after all, Fisher had helped him a lot before, and he himself had made a fortune, so he didn't lack these things.

He was only protesting verbally, of course, in order to enjoy the wine he had brought with him, and Fisher took the glass and poured it, and after he took a sip, his expression became quite refreshed, and he liked to enjoy it the most.

"I've heard that Schwali is in financial trouble, and their queen is already thinking about détente with our Nari, and in the next few months, they'll be sending a delegation... I have to remind the citizens to be optimistic about their sons. ”

While drinking, Trandle told Fisher some of their current insider information, which ordinary people would not hear, or would not be as useful to Fisher as they were.

"Heh, let's deal with your funding of pirates, it's not fun to get caught."

"Oh my God, how do you know we're funding pirates to rob Swali?"

"Guess."

Fisher thought about the iceberg queen Aragina he met that day and wanted to harass him, and he still had the necklace that Rena stole from her in his pocket, but he probably wouldn't have the chance to see her return her things again.

"Most of the party feels that it is good for us to ease relations, after all, we have been cold-faced for so many years, and it brings a lot of costs to trade and exchanges..."

The Nari Development Company had many foreign trade routes, and the Cold War with Schwali forced them to switch to the sea trade routes, which increased the cost of their transportation, and the new party in the same boat with the Nari Development Company would certainly take this into account.

However, détente with Schwali is also beneficial to other fields, such as the academic community, which has not communicated with Nari for a long time, and many field experts have not been able to respond to and communicate with each other.

After a while, the black mamba was half gone, Fisher looked normal, and Trandre had a ruddy face and a hazy look in his eyes.

Fisher glanced at the slightly crooked sun outside, and it was only in the afternoon and the fellow was drunk unconscious, so he turned to Trandel and asked,

"Are you sure it's okay to drink so much?"

"What's the matter? I'm already off work, and I've asked other councillors to go to the Pink Pavilion for part-time work in a while, do you want to go with you? ”

He arched his waist obscenely, then picked up the blazer next to him and asked Fisher with a wicked smile.

Fisher shook his head speechlessly, sealed the half-drunk black mamba, and then said,

"I have something to do at night, you go, remember not to touch anything that crosses the line."

"I don't touch anything but the lady, brave Trandel! Rush! ”

He drunkenly screamed a few words of unknown meaning, then said goodbye to Fisher, and when he went out, he called a carriage and disappeared into the street, looking like a sleepless night.

Fisher stood at the windowsill and watched him get into the carriage before sitting down again, he was not drunk but he still felt some burning in his body, but it didn't affect him to check his papers.

Downstairs came the sound of the door opening, it was Lady Martha who had returned, the sun was setting in the distance, only the griffin flag was still fluttering in mid-air, and in the distance, it was only in the afternoon that the lights were lit up, and the soft pink glow stained many buildings, exactly the direction where Trandle was driving.

That's the direction of the Pink Pavilion.