"Hello, Mr. Grandin. Please forgive us for not sending our business cards well in advance of our official visit. But it's important...... Are you familiar with Beckland? I'm not trying to ask about privacy, but something happened here the other day, I don't know if you know? ”

Mrs. Celine described it vaguely.

"Oh yes, poor Mr. Martin." Grandin lamented.

He found that his tone was very similar to that of Mrs. Celine just now.

"It's really sad that this kind of thing is happening. Maybe this house isn't the right place to move in right away. But in a hurry, I had a hard time finding a more suitable house than it. ”

"Hmph, although Mr. Bard walked very undignified, it seems that he still retains his conscience and does not hide the actual situation of the house."

Mrs. Morgan made a spicy comment, and then she softened and explained to Grandin:

"Gentleman Rune usually informs his neighbors before moving. After the house is sold, it will also actively lead the buyer to integrate into the social circle of the community...... Unfortunately, Mr. Bard didn't do both. This...... Very unseemly. ”

"Mrs. Morgan is the president of the Baker Street Residents' Self-Government Committee, and she has always been so responsible."

Ms. Celine added from the side.

Mrs. Celine, you've just introduced you.

Grandin kept smiling, listening intently, and recalling in his heart what Mrs. Celine had said. This time he finally noticed the difference, and Celine accentuated her tone when she spoke of 'autonomy' and 'president'.

Is this a reminder to me? Rune's 'subtlety' is also too troublesome.

He tried to rummage through his memories, and finally found the relevant knowledge.

Beckland is home to 5 million people, and the sheer density of the population has led to a variety of security problems. West Villas Field has a limited police force, and most of its energy is still focused on Queens and the West End.

This prompted some residents of the community to huddle together and self-govern, and for their own safety, each sent their own servants to take turns to patrol the night.

This phenomenon gives the residents' self-government committee a lot of weight. If you get their recommendation, it will help you integrate into the circle of this community.

Listening to Mrs. Celine's reintroduction, Ms. Morgan smiled reservedly.

She admired the polite young gentleman sitting across from her. He was cold and elegant, which was the gentlemanly demeanor of Rune.

"Mr. Grandin, the members of the Residents' Self-Government Committee are from all walks of life and can solve a lot of problems for you. And we can provide a platform for networking and networking. We have small gatherings every week, and a young gentleman like you should try to make sure that everyone knows you. ”

Morgan's critical eyes surveyed the room, then turned back to Grandin.

"Sir, the decency of a gentleman also needs to be complemented by a servant. Pardon me, you have a lack of cooks, gardeners, coachmen, and valets in your house. ”

Cosette, the little maid, is ignored by her.

Grandin listened and nodded from time to time, and only after Mrs. Morgan had finished speaking did he speak:

"Thanks for the reminder, I would have liked to find a time to visit my neighbors, but I thought a party would get to know me faster. Mrs. Morgan, can I do this week's meeting? ”

Mrs. Morgan frowned slightly, and it seemed to her that the invitation was a bit hasty. And she didn't think that a young gentleman who hadn't even had time to hire a servant could arrange it all.

But after making eye contact with Ms. Celine next to her, she reluctantly agreed, and promised to help Grandin inform the other residents around her.

Mrs. Morgan was probably confident in her own wrists, believing that she would be able to clean up the mess and re-host a successful party after Grandin's defeat.

Grandin found it easy to blend in with the ladies' chat. You don't have to express your opinion, just be a good listener and speak up to them once in a while when they ask for your advice.

Grandin, who was rather bored, couldn't help but smile when he saw Cosette yawning cutely as he stood by the door.

Just as he was considering a covert way to tell Cosette to go to rest first, the conversation turned back to him.

"Mr. Grandin rarely comes to Beckland?"

"Yes, I spend most of my time in the family territory in the Seysk region south of Rune. Beckland is only visited during the social season. But I'm a little tired of the unchanging scenery in the countryside, so I want to come here and seek new opportunities. ”

"Oh, you, you're a nobleman?"

Celine exaggeratedly covered her mouth with a small court feather fan.

Grandin kept smiling, touched his chest with one hand, and saluted the void, "It's all the glory of the ancestors. ”

"Dear Mr. Grandin, please forgive us for our rudeness."

Mrs. Morgan stood up and saluted with her skirt. The thought of how critical she had just been with this gentleman made her face redden.

"I hope my actions didn't bother you." Grandin said after returning the salute.

"No, no, no, having a nobleman living nearby will only add to the splendor of the community."

Mrs. Celine's answer was entirely sincere.

Ms. Morgan is still a little reserved, "What are the reasons why did you choose the house here?" ”

Aristocrats generally chose to live in Queens, or the West End. She wasn't arrogant enough to think she was worthy of being their neighbor.

"Before I left my family, I vowed to use my talents to make a career in Beckland."

Grandin portrays himself as an inspirational young man who doesn't want to rely on his ancestors, but only wants to struggle for himself.

This remark is really marketable in the middle class, where everything is reaped by their own efforts, and Celine and Ms. Morgan look at him more kindly.

Of course, nobility is also a plus.

"Does Mr. Grandin have any plans?"

Mrs. Celine asked.

Grandin said with a confident expression: "I studied literature, law and finance in depth, and I think I will be a good investment manager. ”

He took the opportunity to tell the identity that he had prepared in the morning. An investment manager sounds a lot more reliable than a detective.

This drew another round of praise from the wives.

The two wives took their leave before lunch, and Grandin returned the gift with two bottles of white wine.

At noon, they ate at the restaurant outside, and this time they ordered the seafood risotto that Didy Bay is famous for.

Thanks to Beckland's wide variety of social activities, it has fed a large number of companies that undertake various types of gatherings.

This saved Grandin a lot of effort, and after he made his own request and dropped the 200 gold list, the rest would be taken care of by the professional event planning team.

The wine and food are of the highest standard. To this end, he also used his status as a lord to invite a team of well-known chefs in Queens who only served the aristocracy.

He even bought a bottle of Ormere red wine from 1330, which alone was worth £126. I believe that the neighbors of Baker Street will fully feel his 'sincerity'.