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Seeing Ren's puzzled expression, Viola hesitated.

In fact, on the way back, she felt a little unbelievable, and she sat down next to her, her beautiful face showing thinking.

Rehn asked, "Except for the 50% ratio and the cost of 50,000 gold dongs, do you have any other requirements?"

"No." Viola shook his head very surely.

She thought about it seriously, and slowly said: "I saw your Excellency the Duke as soon as I arrived at the Wizard Tower. I showed the phonograph to the Duke. He probably introduced its usage and the company's prospects. The Duke immediately made these conditions. Without any hesitation, the Golden Shield was handed over to me on the spot."

As he spoke, a thick stack of gold tickets appeared in Viola's hand, each with a face value of one thousand gold shields, fifty in total.

The light of the golden ticket shone in the room.

It was the first time Rennes saw so much cash, and he couldn't help but be attracted.

The visual impact of this stack of gold tickets is far less than 50,000 gold coins piled up in front of you, but anyone who knows its true value can't help but look at it more.

Ren retracted his gaze, still feeling that this matter was confusing.

The Duke of Silver Star actually vomited a part of the huge wealth he sent to the door for no reason. Could it be that he was stimulated?

Viola suddenly changed his expression, "Your Excellency the Duke asked who the inventor of the phonograph was. I took this opportunity to introduce you to the Duke. The Duke laughed at the time and asked about your situation in detail. It seemed that he had a very impression of you. it is good."

"Really?" Renne felt a little pressure.

It is not a good thing to be paid attention to by a holy soul wizard, especially when he is thinking of the other's great-granddaughter.

This feeling is like being questioned by a door-to-door son-in-law.

"I just destroyed a gate of the abyss not long ago and made great contributions to Longshande. It is normal for the duke to have an impression of me, and to accept the baron canonization on Christmas Day." Rehn explained.

Viola nodded lightly, without thinking any more.

She collected the gold ticket and said, "When the prayer ceremony is over, I will devote my full effort to establishing the company. The remaining 50% of the equity will be half of us. What do you think?"

"Will it give me too much?" Renn was a little surprised.

He has no interest in running a company. In the future, Viola will mainly worry about it. At most, he will give some pointers on the manufacturing technology of the phonograph and don't want to delay too much time.

And he didn't invest any money, just relying on the initial phonograph, and letting go of it, he would have 25% of the shares, which is not appropriate.

Viola worked so hard, and as a result, he only had a quarter of his benefits, which was really unreasonable.

This will also undermine her enthusiasm.

"Not much at all. Without your invention, there would be no such company." Viola seemed to have made a decision a long time ago. She paused, and then said: "In fact, there is no need to distinguish between us so clearly. I Yes, it is yours, no matter how much money I make, I have your share."

"Moreover, with the phonograph company, I'm likely to get a piece of earl collar, which is already the biggest benefit."

Viola was full of confidence, as if she had already seen herself become the Countess of Winter Ting.

"Okay, let's listen to your arrangements." Rehn saw her attitude very firm, so he nodded in agreement.

He also changed his mind a little bit. After the establishment of the phonograph company, he would spend more time to help Viola share some pressure.

The two discussed for a while, and decided to name the company "Silver Star Records."

Since you want to use the silver star duke's prestige to scare away your competitors, then the company's name must be simple and clear, named after the duke.

As for how to establish sales channels, produce phonographs, record records, and launch publicity, Viola has already had a plan, and the strategy is relatively mature. There is no need for Rennes to bother for her.

The biggest difficulty is the machinery factory that produces phonographs. Viola has no experience in this area and needs to find a mechanic to cooperate.

Renne immediately thought of Kenegi.

Kenegi is a high-level mechanic. He has rich experience in opening factories and has a prominent position. He is also the vice president of the mechanics union. After several contacts, he can be determined that he is a reliable partner. If he is brought into Silver Star Records The company, working together, there is no better candidate.

However, Ren only mentioned Kenegi to Viola. He didn't ask for him, he just offered advice.

It's all up to Viola to decide.

Unconsciously discussing late into the night, the two said goodnight and rested.

In the next few days, Renne moved to the Silver Star Library during the day to move books, and returned at night to discuss various plans for establishing the company with Viola.

During the period, he had a mission with the teammates of the slayer team, but there was no gain.

Until the day Viola held the prayer ceremony.

The ceremonies of the long-haired lady are usually held in the evening. After dinner, after a short break at home, Rennes put on a black custom-made suit that Viola had prepared for him, and waited in the lobby on the first floor.

Soon after, Viola's figure came down the stairs.

She is also dressed up, a gorgeous sapphire blue dress, highlighting a tall and proud figure, light makeup on her face, a pair of pearl earrings, long golden hair tied with a red ribbon behind her, and a white circle on her head. A layer of fine yarn hangs down the edge of the cap, and the beautiful face is looming.

Renn watched Viola come down step by step, like the best scene in his dream, his eyes could not help but be a little stunned.

He waited until Viola walked up to him and stretched out his slender hand in lace gloves.

"cough!"

Rehn took her hand, bent over and kissed the back of his hand lightly, and praised sincerely: "You are so beautiful!"

"you are handsome too."

Viola chuckled lightly, her voice full of joy and beauty.

With that said, she took Ren's arm and went out. Watched by the housekeeper Abigail and the servants, she got in the car parked at the door and drove out of the Wei Ge Manor.

The place where the ceremony was held was the shrine in the Grand Opera Theater, located in the Yinxing District, not far away.

In the car, Wren noticed that Viola was holding his hand tightly, clasping his fingers tightly, and not letting go for a long time, and his heartbeat sounded much faster than usual.

"Are you nervous?" Renn asked concerned.

Viola nodded slightly, grasping his hands tighter.

Rennes can understand Viola's feelings. This ceremony is too important for her. It is related to faith, magic, love, and the most unforgettable first experience in life. This is a more important day than marriage!

For anyone, it is difficult to calm at this moment.

In fact, Renn himself was a little nervous, especially when he thought of facing the gaze of a god, he felt a little nervous.

But as a man, he should behave at this time.

He patted Viola's hand, leaned close to her sharp ear, and whispered a few unfamiliar jokes, which caused her to laugh. The effect was excellent and quickly eased the tension.

Soon, the Chanting Opera Theater arrived.

Tonight, there was a grand opera staged in the Grand Theater. There were busy traffic outside the theater. Cars and carriages came from all directions and parked in the theater’s parking lot.

In Allenus, the art form of opera is still exclusive to the nobility.

The common people neither appreciate opera, nor have any leisure time, spend a lot of money on tickets, and sit in the Grand Theater for a few hours, watching the incomprehensible boring performance on the stage.

Rennes didn't have much interest in opera, but for Viola, he sat with her in the reserved box and waited for the performance to start.

On the way into the theater, he noticed some unusual observations.

These people recognized Viola and seemed to know the prayer ceremony at night. Both men and women cast curious or envious eyes on themselves.

Rennes turned on the Voice of All Things and listened for a while, and sure enough, these were all members of the Art Association, who had heard of the prayer rituals, and gossiping behind them.

At least a dozen people were all talking in low voices to their companions.

Some people slandered maliciously, saying that they were the little white face raised by Viola; there were also men who expressed envy and jealousy and wished to replace them; others were women, talking about their body and appearance, and were very appreciative of Viola's taste in choosing men.

Whether it is good or bad, malicious or kind, it is full of sourness.

While listening to the sour words of these lemon essences, Renn held Viola's hand while admiring her unscrupulously beautiful posture, and couldn't help feeling quite proud.

This feeling is like drinking a large glass of iced fat house happy water in summer, refreshing and refreshing, it goes without saying.

Before the show started, someone came in to greet Viola.

Those who can go to the Grand Theatre to watch the opera are either rich or expensive. Viola responded very appropriately and introduced Rennes to them generously.

Ren didn't like this kind of social occasion, but didn't want to humiliate Viola, so he could only put a smile on his face and deal with them.

Because of the eyes of the soul, he can see the emotions of others at a glance.

Knowing who is kind to yourself, who is full of malice, or just saying hello to Viola, without much thought.

Several of these people are members of the Art Association. They took the opportunity to watch their own jokes. They turned around and started to gossiping out of the box.

Renn just pretended not to know.

"Viola."

A gentle man's voice sounded, and then a tall but thin old man walked in.

He was covered with white hair scattered randomly, with a somewhat raunchy temperament, wearing a black formal suit, wearing a noble badge on his chest, with a gentle smile on his face, a little muddy eyes, and wearing a pair of clip-nose glasses with a pair of lenses. The thin golden chain is attached to the collar, which makes people feel like an elder full of wisdom.

When Ren saw this gentleman, he was a little surprised.

In Ellenus, old people are not common, and even extraordinary people can hardly live to the end of their lives.

In the eyes of the soul, this old man is a high-level wizard. Although his soul is somewhat decayed, it is still stable, and there is no sign of being affected by the blood soul curse. Judging from the fire of faith, he is a believer of the long-haired lady, and his faith is very pious, almost reaching the point of a fanatic.

Viola immediately got up and greeted: "President Hasillin, good evening."

Then introduced to Renn, "Ren, this is the president of our Longsand Art Association, Lord Hasillin Folstein."

"Your Excellency, good evening." Renn said hello politely.

He had heard Viola before that the old man's background was not trivial.

The president of the Art Association is just one of Hasillin's identities. He is also a real earl of Longshande, and has a small city with a population of more than 100,000 in the south. This title was inherited from hereditary. Hasillin's ancestor was a student of the Duke of Silver Star, a legendary wizard who died many years ago.

In addition, Hasillin is the dean of Stewart College, one of Longshand’s three major colleges.

He has a high reputation among the aristocratic class of Longshande, and he is one of the several nobles with the highest wealth status besides the ducal family.

But what Hassilin is most proud of is not his proximity to the legendary wizard, nor the two identities of earl and dean, but his lofty reputation in the imperial literary and art world.

This old man has been doing literary creation all his life, has written many books with great response, and dozens of widely circulated poetry and prose. He is also an outstanding dramatist, and he is also proficient in music, painting and sculpture. A rare all-rounder in art, he can be called a literary master.

Although Hasillin is not a legend, it has a pivotal weight in the Good Church.

According to Viola, there have been rumors that President Hasillin is very likely to be the chooser of the long-haired lady. He himself did not admit or deny it, and he does not know the truth.

"Are you Ren?"

Hasillin looked at Rennes, his eyes behind pincers were full of scrutiny.

After six or seven seconds, he nodded and smiled: "A good young man, looks good and has a good body. UU reading www.uukanshu.com has a good temperament, calm and firm, and strong enough, otherwise I can't kill so many demons either."

Renn suddenly laughed.

Your Excellency, the chairman, spoke too straightforwardly. Commenting on himself face to face is like commenting on a piece of art, without aristocratic manners, and he also knows the true inside story of the gate of the abyss last time.

Hasillin looked unconcerned and said: "Viola, I was worried that your vision was wrong, but now it seems that I was the one who was worried."

Viola smiled, came over to take Ren's arm, and said, "Thank you, the president, for allowing me to hold the prayer ceremony."

"You have worked hard. More than half of the priests in the association have agreed. Of course I will not stop it." Hasillin sighed and said, "I wish you a smooth ceremony and God's blessing!"

Before leaving, he suddenly winked at Renn and joked: "Lucky young man, do well, don't let Viola down, hehe..."

After hearing this, Ren couldn't help but vomit in his heart, this old man.

Turning his head, he found that Viola's face was red and her pointed ears were trembling slightly, very attractive. He was about to make fun of a few words, music sounded on the stage, the curtain opened, and the opera performance began.

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