Chapter 41: Make a big one

Another lady's afternoon tea is over.

Seeing off all the guests, Mrs. Gloucester looked at the small puddle of stain on the stall, hesitated for a moment, and ordered the maid, "Remove it, and replace it with the one in Rory's room." ”

In England, a carpet is an indispensable item, and in the afternoon tea room it is a first-class Persian product, and now it costs at least 80,000 pounds to buy a piece of the same size.

When I first got married, I didn't care about buying a carpet for a few small dollars.

Now, the business of the winery run by the family is tepid, and the trust fund, which used to have a steady annual income, has suffered a terrible loss in the first two months.

The annual maintenance costs of the ancestral estate in the countryside are getting higher and higher, the eldest son Rory is old enough to get married, and the younger son Clifford will have to apply for a good secondary school next year.

Daughter Isabella is 17 years old, and she has to start accumulating a dowry, otherwise marrying a powerful nobleman will be despised.

After all, I used money everywhere and spent 80,000 pounds to buy a carpet, not that I couldn't afford it, but I was distressed......

"Nasty financial risk, obnoxious Mrs. Richter. The nouveau riche wife was so rude that she couldn't even hold a teacup steadily, and if it weren't for the fact that her husband was a big customer of her company, she wouldn't have invited her to the afternoon tea of the noblewomen. ”

Mrs. Gloucester leaned on the sofa with a tired relaxed body, and in order to support her husband's career, the afternoon tea party was her battlefield.

After resting for two minutes, he got up and went to the large living room and instructed the maid to prepare black tea and snacks.

The time was estimated accurately, and as soon as the snacks were placed on the coffee table, a young man with a slight York accent knocked on the door: "Hello, I'm Brandon Campbell, and I sent you a letter of visit the day before yesterday." ”

"You may be seated, you are very welcome." Gloucester gestured to please, thinking back to the information he had collected in the past two days.

Coming from the House of Barons of Yorkshire, the contemporary Baroness Helena Hall is a member of the House of Lords and a member of the board of directors of Rio Tinto...... In general, he is a powerful nobleman with a lot of energy.

If it weren't for her giving birth out of wedlock, she could be regarded as the face of the aristocracy, so why let the princess who likes to be a demon represent the nobility.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Brandon explained his intentions: "I am Mr. Hugo Hall's assistant, and this visit is to invite Miss Isabella on behalf of Mr. Hall to his moving party this weekend. As he spoke, he took out the official invitation.

The unpatterned kraft paper envelope is simple and unpretentious, and the three fire paint seals at the seal are particularly conspicuous.

The two large gold dust seals are the family coat of arms and the family name, and the smaller silver dust seal is the name Hugo.

Mrs. Gloucester sat upright and raised her eyebrows: "This, sorry, this is too grand...... I guess I might not understand something. ”

Brandon was stunned: "That's right, Eton College and St. Mary's Girls' High School held a networking event two weeks ago, and Miss Isabella is Mr. Hall's dance partner. He admired Miss Isabella. ”

"As for the invitation, don't be surprised, it's the usual etiquette of the Hall family."

"I gotta say it's really grand, thank you Mr. Hall for this recognition! Please help me tell Mr. Hall that the Gloucester family will be on time. Mrs. Gloucester smiled restrainedly, her tone irrepressively rising.

Brandon wanted to remind "this invitation is for your daughter" to see the other party's status, but in the end he didn't say it.

"Did Mr. Hall buy the property in London?"

"Yes, Chelsea District."

"Great location...... What grade is Mr. Hall in this year? …… I'm sorry, please don't mind my directness, can you tell me about Mr. Hall's preferences, you know, we're visiting for the first time, we have to prepare the right gifts, and we have to pay attention to such a grand invitation......"

Brandon was asked for a long time, and finally coped with the past and found a chance to get out and say goodbye.

When I got back to the car, I immediately picked up the phone: "Boss, Mrs. Gloucester accepted the invitation, but things seem to have gone wrong." ”

"What do you mean?"

Hall, who was sitting on the lawn watching his classmates play polo, asked casually.

"Well, maybe the invitation we prepared was so formal that Mrs. Gloucester mistakenly thought that your invitation was an invitation to their family to a party." Brandon replied.

"What's official? Didn't I tell you that it was okay to prepare according to normal aristocratic social etiquette? ”

Halton was dumbfounded, how can the whole family attend, and tease someone's daughter in front of their parents?

Brandon was speechless: "I just prepared as you said, but we may have overlooked that not all nobles have family coats.

Her reaction at the time was shocking, and it would be rude for me to be reminded that only Isabella was invited.

Sorry, it was a mistake on my part. ”

The coat of arms of England requires the permission of an official organization called the British Heraldic Institute, and the licensing criteria are generally related to merit.

The family crests of the historical aristocracy are basically exchanged for military merits, or the ancestors are the so-called "blue blood", inherited from generation to generation.

Now you can buy it for money, but no one admits that it is a family crest, even the common people think so.

Therefore, a family like the Gloucester family, who has not been enthroned for a short time and has not obtained military merits, and who prides themselves on being a traditional nobleman, does not want to spend money to buy a new aristocrat who is ridiculed, does not have a family crest.

"Okay." Hall reluctantly replied, wondering if Mrs. Gloucester was deliberately playing dumb?

Brandon asked, "So what's next?" ”

"What can I do. You and Monte bring your family to the party, too, and turn it into a drinking party. Oh, by the way, and the Charlottes, all the employees of the company, all the employees who can be invited. ”

Hall originally just wanted to have a small party to cover his flirtatious sister, but in this case, he just made a big one and socialized normally.

So after hanging up the phone, I immediately got busy inviting classmates and teachers everywhere.

The news that he had made a fortune had already spread when he received his honorary speech at Rising Star last week, and in fact it was supposed to be a formal cocktail party for it.

"Hey, Shukla, why are you here."

Early the next morning, Hall, supervising the morning prayers of the junior students, met the Brahmin transfer students at the door of the auditorium.

Shukla greeted expectantly, "Good morning, Hugo." I'm here waiting for my classmates to go to breakfast together, do you have anything to do with me? ”

Most of the international students EtonHouse has recruited in recent years are of native religion and do not have to attend morning prayers. This has also affected the meals of various restaurants, and there are many special dishes from all over the world.

Hall handed over an invitation: "I'm going to have a cocktail party over the weekend, can you come and attend?" ”

"No problem, is it a formal cocktail party? If it's a formal cocktail party, I've got to get my dress and my female companion ready, you know, it's high society etiquette, and I don't want to be laughed at. Shukla asked with a sophisticated expression.

Hall patted him on the shoulder: "It's a relaxed drinking party, you can do whatever you want, do you know Abdullah from the [Politics and Law] class, he said he wanted to wear a robe and a headscarf to participate." ”

"I know him, from the province of Duqm, Aman, who digs oil in his family, has seven brothers, and I heard that his father is sick and will go back to fight for the family property after graduating from high school." Shukla replied.

Hall was curious: "How do you know so detailed?" ”

"He is a good friend of mine, and I know the detailed family backgrounds of the 260 students in my grade at the moment. Hugo, if you want to know anything about it, you can ask me. Shukla's eyebrows fluttered and he whispered.

"The Optimist faction is really a traditional art of Ah San, and so is the big mouth." Hall secretly complained, "This kid has been thoroughly cleansed, and the simplicity of calling a servant stand-in to compete two weeks ago is not ...... at all."