Albert accepted the gift.

Hannibal had previously misled Albert and indirectly slandered Mr. Luden.

This gift is considered his apology.

Although, the truth is far dirtier than Hannibal said.

However, Albert is very relieved that Mr. Ludon still has a bottom line.

After getting along for a long time, Albert gradually figured out a little meaning.

Mr. Luton doesn't care about good or bad, and doesn't morally judge a thing.

But from another point of view, Mr. Ludon will not take the initiative to do "evil".

If the purpose of doing evil is to seek profit, there are a hundred, a thousand ways to use "not evil" and "legal" means to seek the benefits that are due.

He didn't have to get his hands too dirty, and he wouldn't look too ugly when he ate.

Ludon would not create a smog in order to sell gas masks.

You must know that Ludeng's production plant is also in the fog capital!

If the fog and smog really happen, Ludon is also one of the victims!

But... Ludon will find ways to sell gas masks to miners, and try to make them work longer and squeeze as much surplus value as possible.

Until this point, Albert had completely abandoned the use of moral markers to measure Mr. Ludon's actions.

He began to understand.

He disagreed, but no longer objected.

He began to think about another question:

What made Mr. Ludon like this?

Is it a blessing in his mouth?

If not a blessing, then what?

What sustains Mr. Lutdon, day after day, year after year, with so much passion and energy to do the same thing – to keep making the wealth in his hands even bigger.

Did Mr. Ludon really enjoy anything in the process?

Albert doesn't think so.

He had known Mr. Luden for some time, and Albert was not familiar with the other party's food, clothing, housing and transportation, but he knew something about it.

When there were 500,000 pounds, how did Ludon live.

At 5 million pounds, how did Ludon still live.

In other words, more money and less money will not affect Luden's life at all, and it will not have any effect!

In the realm of money, Ludon has no way to improve.

So why does he want to make more money, keep expanding, and snowball like never ending?

This is a question that Albert couldn't figure out.

After Albert left, Luton was still sitting in the room, reading the newspaper and chatting with the Secretary-General.

Both of them were very tacit and did not say a word about the plans for the expansion of the canal.

The old king did have this idea.

As an ambitious king, expanding the canals and making the kingdom's arteries stronger was an important step towards prosperity.

The problem is that ideas are just ideas after all.

Older people will have a lot on their minds, especially a dying old man.

The Secretary-General would never admit it if the old king did not clearly express his intentions in that regard.

The Secretary-General is well aware of his position and function, and there is nothing out of bounds.

It was getting late that the Secretary-General finished reading the newspaper in his hand and got up to take his leave.

Before leaving, the Secretary-General said nonchalantly,

"By the way, Mr. Luden, word has come from the Highlands that they have held another vote to extend the King's exile."

Luden nodded slightly, just said that he knew, and said nothing more.

Walking out of the room and into the slowly falling night, Luden looked up and quietly looked at the bright moon in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

The night is getting deeper.

In Oliver's orphanage, there is an air of restlessness.

After the children packed their luggage, they couldn't sleep excitedly.

Tomorrow they will set off for a trip south.

According to Mr. Wren, the trip will be exciting.

Not only will they travel throughout the small United Kingdom, but they will also be able to return to their homeland in a big ship, the Kingdom of God!

Many of the children who grew up in orphanages have lived under the haze of the fog since birth (this chapter is not over!). )

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, never left the fog capital.

Their most daring fantasy is just to ride a carriage around the fog!

Tourism?

I don't even dare to think about it!

Although they have not yet entered society, they know very well that just living is a very difficult thing.

The cost of the trip... unimaginable!

The children couldn't sleep with excitement, and the two adults were worried about another thing.

Sister Fercy looked out the window with some concern, where there stood a small child, thinly dressed.

The child's appearance is very recognizable, and at first glance it is an orthodox god.

A child of the Divine State appears outside the orphanage...

That's not good news!

Mother Fercy has seen too many of these things!

Even so, she still said worriedly,

"Mr. Wren, the kid out there?"

If left unchecked, such a child will die tragically on the streets in the fog and will die on the streets in no day's work!

Teacher Wren's face is not good-looking.

He hesitated, according to the laws of the fog, Oliver Orphanage was in the final stage of operation, and it was not possible to adopt orphans during this period.

If they break the law, they will not only be fined, but also ordered to close their business.

The children in the orphanage must also be sent to other orphanages.

They have no right to decide what to do with this matter.

"At least, at least give this kid a piece of clothing, right?"

Sister Fercy turned and walked upstairs, trying to dig out some old clothes and give them to the child.

She is really kind-hearted and can't see anyone suffer.

Otherwise, she would not have volunteered in the Divine State Orphanage for so long.

Even after the new director, Mr. Ludon, took office, the orphanage's financial situation was greatly improved, and Lutden's willingness to pay Sister Fisse's past remuneration was rejected by Sister Fisse.

Eventually, at Sister Fesse's insistence, Ludon donated the money to the Congregation of the Holy Fathers.

Just as Sister Fercy was going upstairs, a carriage pulled up beside the child, and Mr. Ludon stepped out of it.

When he saw the child, Ludon took off his shawl and put it on the child to dispel some of the cold.

Through the faint light, Ludon looked at the child's familiar face, and was in a trance for a while.

Seeing him is like returning to the state of God four hundred years ago,

At Ludon's Time Perception, everything is like what happened last year.

Everything in the kingdom of God is so close.

In the blink of an eye, things are not people.

Faces flashed through Luden's mind: Pong, Grued *** officer, Enwei *** official, Enwei, Enwei....

It's kind of weird.

Thinking of this, a light smile appeared on Luden's face, this smile seemed to be contagious, and the same smile appeared on the child's face.

The smiles on the faces of the two people seemed to be carved out of a mold.

Ludon stretched out his hand to the child and extended an invitation,

"I don't have a lot of time, but this trip should be exciting, at least it won't waste your time, do you want to go along?"

The child stretched out his hand, shook it with Luden, and nodded slightly,

"Gladly, Mr. Luden."

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