Jérôme. Bonaparte's news made Victor. Hugo raised a hint of interest, and put down the newspaper as he was trying to get a message from François. Hugo's mouth heard something about Jérôme. When Bonaparte sent the message, the unreliable second son wiped out his hopes.

"Didn't hear anything!" Francois. Hugo shrugged his shoulders and said with a hint of self-deprecation in his tone: "Father, you don't want to think about it, like Jérôme. How could a rising political star like Prince Bonaparte be in the same circle as me? Not to mention the presence of Ahir. Baron Fuld, a guy who wants to be a dog leg of the Bonaparte family, certainly wouldn't let Prince Bonaparte socialize meaninglessly with someone like me! ”

"Huh? You mean Achill. That guy from Fuld has become Jérôme. Bonaparte's doglegs! "Victor. Hugo's brows furrowed again, and his words were aggressive.

He retains the traditional aristocratic spirit in his bones, and he looks down on those bankers who can only engage in opportunistic shortcuts, and in Hugo's eyes, those bankers are all moths who take advantage of the country's loopholes.

As Hugo's promising political star, he felt that Jérôme. Bonaparte really shouldn't have had too much to do with those guys.

"I don't think so!" Francois. Hugo while recalling yesterday in Achill. The situation of Baron Fulde's family, while saying in an uncertain tone: "Princess Mathilde does not seem to like the baron, and Prince Jérôme seems to maintain a posture towards the baron!" In short, our Mr. Baron put his hot face on someone's cold ass! ”

After that, François. Hugo couldn't help but laugh.

Victor. Hugo also smiled, in his opinion that he did not "look away".

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, François. Hugo and Victor. At the same time, Hugo looked at the red-painted Nanmu door.

"Who's going?" Victor. Hugo's eyes gestured to François. Hugo opens the door.

"Okay!" Francois. Hugo spread his hands and got up to go to the gate.

Right here in François. As soon as Hugo's ass left the long sofa, the door to the piano room opened again. Hugo appeared.

"I'd better do it!" Adele. Hugo to François in the distance. Hugo replied.

Since the piano room is located closer to the door than the sofa, François is happy to see it. Hugo sat back on the sofa and made a "please" gesture and said, "Okay! ”

Adele. Hugo walked slowly to the door, the red nanmu door opened, and the burglar fence was outside Jérôme. Bonaparte and Eugène. Ruai appeared outside side by side.

Jérôme stopped by the burglar bar. Bonaparte glanced at the beautiful girl in the security fence and was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked the girl in front of him in an unfamiliar Parisian accent.

"Excuse me, this is Victor. Hugo's house? ”

"Poofha......" Adele. Hugo couldn't help but laugh.

Despite the fact that Jérôme. Bonaparte had been living in Paris for almost two years, but his Parisian accent still had a slight Italian accent, which made his pronunciation slightly comical.

Of course, Jérôme. Bonaparte knew his shortcomings, and he was trying to correct them. The pace of correction is often not satisfactory to him.

Jérôme. Bonaparte was still smiling, waiting for the girl's laughter to end.

Eugène standing aside. Rue looked at Jérôme with a nervous expression. Bonaparte, for fear that the prince would leave in a fit of rage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Adele, who knows her gaffe. Hugo hurried to Jérôme. Bonaparte apologized, and her father had once told her that it was rude to casually laugh at the shortcomings of others.

"The unintentional actions of a beautiful girl will always be forgiven by everyone!" Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled and repeated what he had just said: "Excuse me Victor. Does MP Hugo live here? ”

This time, he changed to an honorific title.

"You're here to find your father!" Adele. Hugo glanced at Jérôme again. Bonaparte and Eugène. Ruet, she opened the security bar: "Please come in!" ”

"Excuse me!" Jérôme. Bonaparte entered.

A burly middle-aged man with a beard and a man who looked the same as Jerome. Bonaparte's adult man, about his age, greeted him.

Jérôme. Bonaparte recognized the middle-aged man at first sight as Victor. Hugo. He stepped forward, took Victor Hugo's hand, and said with an excited expression: "Hello, Mr. Hugo! ”

Victor. Hugo looked at the rising star of Paris in front of him with a confused expression, he didn't understand that Jérôme. Why was Bonaparte so excited?

"Mr. Jérôme, my surprise visit to you is a bit of a surprise to me!" Victor. Hugo glanced at Jérôme. Eugène beside Bonaparte. "Hello, Councillor Rue! ”

Eugène. Rue Chong Victor. Hugo smiled.

"I'm a big fan of Mr. Hugo, and I've read Mr. Hugo's book "Notre Dame de Paris" word for word!" Jérôme. Bonaparte to Victor. Hugo explained.

"Thank you!" Victor. Hugo replied politely, still a little excited in his heart: "I don't think Mr. Jérôme came to my house to talk to me about his work!" ”

"Of course, talking about the work is only one aspect! I've been looking forward to Mr. Hugo's next work, I wonder if Mr. Hugo has a clue? "Jérôme. Bonaparte did not want to quickly talk about political face-to-face matters, but instead asked about Hugo's creations.

Victor. Hugo subconsciously glanced at the direction of the study and responded: "Not yet!" ”

"That's a shame!" Jérôme. Bonaparte replied with a wistful expression.

In Victor. At the invitation of Hugo, Jérôme. Bonaparte was invited to a small detached house.

Eugène. Rue was also arranged in the living room by François. Hugo accompanied.

Jérôme. Bonaparte and Victor. Hugo sat on two Gothic-style armchairs with velvet-filled cushions under his buttocks.

"Mr. Hugo, I guess you already know the purpose of my visit! I'll get straight to the point! "Jérôme. Bonaparte leaned back in the chair with his arms at his sides, put his hands together in the middle of his thighs and said, "I hope you can help me run for president!" ”

Victor. Hugo listened to Jérôme. Bonaparte's words bowed slightly, and he did not show his will.

"I think you've reached a certain agreement with the party behind me! You don't need my help at all! ”