I! Cleaner!

If there is a problem this time, can you help me check if there is a problem with my luck?

After listening to the Black Goat's proposal, Leon thought about it for a while, and then nodded in agreement.

The bureau received the abnormal objects sent by Old Charles, so Senior Jerry had already kept an eye on the people. The difficulty of this mission to rescue people in Rose Manor should be about the same as going downstairs to pick up a courier.

Sneak in, bring people, and come back to hand in the task, and the whole process is completed.

If everything goes well during the mission, there is naturally no need to say more, but if even such a simple task can go wrong during execution, it can prove that I have an "easy thing physique" and I should check it carefully.

"Makes sense, let's go!"

Agreeing to the Black Goat's suggestion, Leon simply didn't wait for the public carriage. After opening his wallet and counting, he gritted his teeth and waved to the taxi waiting on the roadside.

"Where are you going, sir?"

"Are you going to Redwood Avenue?"

"Yes! Definitely!"

When the coachman saw Lyon's old coat covered with dust, he hesitated a little, worried that he would dirty the cushions in the carriage. But when he heard that Lyon was going to cross half of the capital and take a car directly from the old city to Redwood Avenue, he smiled.

What's the fear of dirtying the cushions? It's not that I can't clean it. After driving this "big customer", I can just take a rest today. I'll have plenty of time to clean the carriage by then!

"Whew~"

After Lyon got into the carriage with the shopping bag, the small carriage that could only seat two people started impatiently, accompanied by the neighing of the horse and the creaking of the boiler valve.

The coachman, who had just received a big order, was in a very good mood. He half-leaned on the small window in front of the carriage and took the initiative to talk with a smile:

"Dear customer, there are a lot of people on Redwood Avenue!"

"..."

After hearing the coachman's inexplicably familiar opening remarks, Leon in the carriage couldn't help but shudder suddenly, and the black goat seemed to remember something and trembled almost at the same time.

My God, if I remember correctly, when this kid ran into the toad of the scale gold religion, the coachman on the road also said the same thing. Could it be...

"My cousin is a ticket counter for the public carriage on the running line. After she finished her first run this morning, she told me that it seemed that a big shot had run away. There are people everywhere on Redwood Street now!"

After telling this fresh and hot gossip, the coachman glanced in the rearview mirror and found that Leon's expression was a little stiff. He couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

This big customer seems to be the type who doesn't like to chat? Otherwise, I'd better shut up and not make him change cars midway.

Just as the coachman was about to stop chatting, Leon, who had already reacted, couldn't help but ask with a slightly strange look:

"Is the big shot you mentioned who ran away... from the Ryan family?"

"Yes, yes, it's the Ryan family!"

Seeing that the "big customer" finally spoke up, the coachman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile on his face:

"Have you read the newspapers these days? The Ryan family... ahem... those gentlemen, more than two hundred died in one night, and they were all the kind of... um..."

"Indifferent dogs."

"Yes, yes! Those who died were all indifferent dogs! Hehe, you still know how to say it."

Seeing that Leon's "butt" seemed to be sitting on the side of ordinary people, and his clothes were relatively old, and they were covered with a lot of dust when the dungeon collapsed. He didn't look like someone who could be related to the nobles, the coachman immediately let go completely. He was so angry that he "fired" at the Ryan family:

"Anyway, many people from that bastard's family died overnight, even the first heir was killed. Although the old Duke of Lionheart is alive, he was probably frightened and died in a few days.

I saw in the Sun that before the old bastard died, he chose a little bastard to inherit the Ryan family. But I don't know what happened to the little bastard. He disappeared before the sun came out this morning, leaving only a note saying he would be back in a few days.

The Ryan family and the Ryan family's relatives and nobles are now looking for the little bastard like crazy. Anyone who can provide clues will be given five golden wheels once verified!"

"..."

After listening to the coachman's words, Li Little Bastard Ang's face darkened and he decided to change cars after crossing this street, so as to avoid being scolded and save a little fare by recalculating the starting price.

Although he was scolded for nothing, after understanding that it was the Ryan family that was in trouble, not his target, the Masseni family, Lyon felt relieved.

For now, everything seems to be stable. As long as he sneaks into the Rose Manor and takes up his target, there shouldn't be any trouble... right?

...

"The Ryan family wants to contact the Scale Gold Church through me? Use money to buy the whereabouts of the new duke?"

After listening to the butler's report, the old man with a rose emblem embroidered on his chest put down the financial report and frowned:

"Don't pay attention to them. The Scale Gold Church doesn't like to take this kind of work, and the Ryan family has no one who can make the decision! Especially when Thomas, who signed the contract on behalf of Bobby Ryan, dies, the alliance between our three families is equivalent to being abolished. In the future, just refuse such things! Don't bother me with it!"

"Yes, I've made a note."

Hearing the old man's order, the butler holding a pile of letters in his left hand nodded and put the letter with the lion on it into the wastebasket next to him. Then he opened the next letter and read it quickly, then reported:

"The next letter is from Sir Simon. After you kidnapped old Charles' only daughter, Charles Department Store was stable for a few days, but recently it has started dumping at low prices again, and it seems that it has also adjusted its categories, and specially selected some of Rose Department Store's main products for discounts.

Sir Simon wrote to ask you how long it will take to deal with old Charles. If it continues like this, even if it swallows up Ryan's shares directly, Rose Department Store will suffer heavy losses. He can't hold on any longer and has to withdraw his investment."

"Hold on even if you can't!"

After hearing the butler's words, the old man said with a little annoyance:

"When they found out that there were benefits, they all broke their heads to grab it. , now that they find that they are going to lose money, they all want to withdraw. How can such a good thing happen? Let him hold on for me! "

"..."

"What's wrong? Speak!"

"Sir Simon...maybe he really can't hold on..."

After taking out the report in the letter and handing it to the old man respectfully, the housekeeper said carefully:

"I just took a quick look. If no one continues to inject capital, according to the financial situation of Rose Department Store, it can only support 15 days at most.

If the time is longer, it is estimated that not only Sir Simon, but also some people in our family, including your several in-laws, will not be able to help but withdraw their capital. "

"..."

15 days...

Looking at the shocking deficit on the report, the old man couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, and his expression was even more uncertain. He seemed to want to get angry, but in the end he leaned back on the chair weakly.

"Pick up the letter from the Ryan family and see how much they are willing to pay..."