The golden shreds of tobacco were wrapped in the hand-rolled paper, and the flame of the match ignited the cigarette paper, and with the sound of burning, Finn Droste took a puff, shook the match, and threw the stick into the ashtray.

"So, do you see what I mean?"

It took more than ten minutes for Finn Drost to explain to the Egorov father and son what they wanted to do and why Citibank supported them.

After being rejected by Mavi and Katerina, Finn Drost turned his mind on the other nobles, for the simple reason that since the Church of Truth was short of money, they would definitely try to make money, and the money could not fall from the sky, but could only be obtained from certain people.

Who are these people?

Looking at the Romanov kingdom, the richest must be the nobles, who have a large number of fields and shops in their hands, and they are rich enough to rival the country.

After analyzing the situation, Finn Drost approached nobles, such as the father and son of Egorov.

Baron Vladimir looked at Finn Droste and asked a question that puzzled him: "What good is this for you Citibank Bundesbank?"

How do I know, it's all the task assigned to me by the old man.... Finn just wanted to say this, but suddenly saw Baron Vladimir's slightly alert look in doubt, sighed, and casually found a reason: "This is an investment, as long as we bet on the right treasure, we can get incomparably huge benefits in the future, I don't want to talk about the specific benefits, you don't need to ask, you understand, you understand, you don't need to explain."

The smoke swirls from your fingers, and tobacco from southern plantations has an inherently bloody scent, as if it's not nicotine or tar rising from the smoke, but some thick liquid.

"Ah, yes."

Finn pulled out a small box of tobacco from his bosom and placed it on the tea table: "This is a cigarette from Maryland, it rained a lot last year, and the color is very good, you can taste it."

After Baron Vladimir accepted the tobacco, Finn stood up, put on a top hat with a black cane tucked under his arm, and handed over a piece of paper with the address written on it: "Then I will take my leave, if there is anything, you can send someone to this hotel to inform me, as a testimony of friendship, you will receive a pass to our Citibank fixed interest-free loan, if your family is in bankruptcy in the future due to poor management, Citibank loan will definitely help you tide over the difficulties."

With that, Finn picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank it as if he were a toast, then raised the brim of his hat slightly, and left the manor villa under the escort of the butler.

"Father..."

Goffman looked at Baron Vladimir, who was frowning, and hesitated, "Are you going to promise him?"

In the conversation just now, Baron Vladimir did not give Finn a positive answer, he needed time to think, and Finn was not aggressive, explained his reasons, and left very simply.

How to decide is a matter for Baron Vladimir, time is pressing, he has to rush to the next nobleman's house, it is impossible to spend a whole day here.

"I don't know." Baron Vladimir shook his head slowly, "I'm not sure what the Citibank wants to do, and I don't know how they knew that Mavi was coming to us, and if this is a good thing, why doesn't the Citibank directly fund the Church of Truth?" What's the benefit of having us as an intermediary?"

"No, I'm not talking about that."

Gorman asked, "Father, I was trying to ask, do you want to help the Church of Truth?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, what matters is what you think."

"I don't understand what you mean, father."

Baron Vladimir sighed softly: "I am old, I am beyond my power to do many things, and sooner or later, you will inherit my title and become the leader of the Yegorov family..."

The gray-haired Baron Vladimir looked at his young son, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.

Unlike him, Gorman has not experienced the baptism of war, has been living in a greenhouse, as a father, Baron Vladimir knows his son very well, and Gorman, who likes to do things impulsively, is obviously not suitable for living in the aristocratic circle, for this, he must think about the future for his son.

"Before, I didn't want you to support Her Highness Katerina because her chances of success were slim." Vladimir mused: "Among the old subordinates who have followed His Majesty Peter, only a small number of people have chosen to continue to follow her and complete His Majesty's unfinished business, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of policy, she is also very different from His Majesty Paul I."

"The vast majority of the nobles support His Majesty Paul I, and now that the times have changed drastically, and even the Wisdom God Cult of the Popan Kingdom has come to get involved, in this situation, Her Highness Katerina wants to win, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream."

"But now the situation is different, Her Royal Highness Katerina also has the support of the Church, and she still has 50,000 loyal soldiers in her hands, all of whom are veterans who have fought with His Majesty Peter, and their combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and the only thing they lack is financial resources."

"If the Commonwealth Bank chooses to fund Her Royal Highness Katerina, the gap between her and His Majesty Paul I will close quickly, and even slightly better in terms of financial resources..... It's a fork in the road, son, and I don't know who to choose."

"Your Highness Katerina!" Without hesitation, Gorman said, "She is so strong, so beautiful, so much stronger than His Majesty Paul I! Either way, we should choose her!"

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more terrifying it is, son, you and Her Highness Katerina will not come to fruition." Baron Vladimir shook his head slowly: "Her eyes are full of ambition, this kind of woman, you can't hold it down, she can't fall in love with you, you are wishful thinking, you will only become a pawn used by her."

"I'm willing to be a pawn!"

「.......」

Baron Vladimir wanted to scold his mother, but sitting opposite was his own son, and scolding him was tantamount to scolding himself, so he could only swallow this breath.

Dongdong!

"Sir, a guest has arrived, and the other party claims to be Father Mavi of the Church of Truth." The housekeeper pushed the door and walked into the living room and said.

With a raised eyebrow, Baron Vladimir got up and walked to the window, looking at the figures standing at the gate of the manor, looking at the woods on one side, Tong Kong shrank slightly: "It's really here.... Let... Invite them in."

"Yes."

.....................................

"Daddy, what are you looking at?"

At the gate of the manor, Unia, who was wearing a white down jacket, sniffed and followed Mavi's line of sight to look at the snow-covered woods on the right.

"Footprints." Pointing to a row of footprints that spread from the doorway into the woods, Mavi said, "Not long ago, someone entered the woods from here."

"Maybe you went in there to play in the snow?" Yunia bent down to pick up a ball of snow, clutched it into a ball, ran a few steps away, turned her head and threw it at Inven's body, giggling.

As soon as the author wanted to fight back, he suddenly noticed that Ma Wei's eyes were a little strange, and he couldn't help asking, "Is there a problem with the footprints?"

"The front is pointed and the back is wide, and the mark is clear, indicating that it is a hard-soled leather shoe, and the identity of the other party is not low."

Rubbing his chin, Mawei pondered: "On the side of the footprints, you can also see a small round hole poked out of the tip of the cane, which is the clothing habit of the gentlemen of the Windsor Kingdom, and few people in the Romanov Kingdom can hold a cane..."

Listening to Ma Wei's reasoning, the source was stunned and asked, "Boss, you mean that the guest who came just now is from the Kingdom of Windsor?"

"Not necessarily."

Ma Wei withdrew his gaze, looked at the butler who was walking towards the door, and said in a calm voice, "Just go in and have a look."

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