Chapter 259 Who is the "Devil"

"Mr. Wayne, congratulations. You will be the largest shareholder of this bank from now on. You have a good vision. This bank is also favored by the Bavat Bank..." Patrick Jason smiled brightly and introduced the bank he had just sold to the middle-aged rich man in front of him.

Blue Wayne was surprised:
"Really? Well, I don't dare to compete with the Bavart Bank in terms of financial strength! I heard that the bank is backed by the famous Earl Hall, who is the most famous banker!

"Uh, how about I withdraw my investment before we exchange contracts?"

Jason smiled even brighter and said:
"Oh, that won't work. Once our seal is stamped, the deal is done! This is a purchase transaction witnessed by the Loen Taxation Bureau and the bank management department! There is no room for regret!"

"Mr. Jason, this is too rude of you!" Blue Wayne was a little angry.

"I'll sell it to Bavat Bank? But it will take at least half a year before I sell it again...

"Won't Earl Hall run my small bank out of money?"

Patrick Jason paused and said in a "sincere" tone:

"Actually, I have a plan... I have contact with Earl Hall. I will make your attitude clear and ask him to not make things difficult for you during this period. One month later, um, one month later, I will hold a dinner party and invite Earl Hall and many bankers. I hope you can come too, so that you can talk face to face.

"Well, I'm thinking about you and bringing you into the circle of Backlund's big bankers! Otherwise, no matter how rich you are, you won't be able to get to know those nobles without the introduction of the locals!"

Blue Wayne looked shocked, then became excited and said:

"Hey, Mr. Jason, can you please finish what you want to say at once? You are just trying to scare me!

"Okay, okay, I will definitely be on time for the appointment!
"Now, how about this? I'll give you another 3000 pounds as your introduction fee! There will definitely be a generous gift on the day of the dinner!"

"Oh, no need," Jason said solemnly.

"I'm not the kind of person who is greedy for money, nor am I deliberately blackmailing you...

"I may have to leave this circle, so I thought I'd do one last good thing, do one good thing for Backlund..."

……

Patrick Jason got on his own carriage. The smile on his face became distorted and hideous. He quietly stretched out his right hand and clenched it forward!
This seemed to grasp the violently fluctuating "desire" of others, and he only needed to hold it tightly! He could kill that "Wayne"!
Oh, he is such an easy person to control... Just a few provocations will bring him fear, panic, joy, and excitement... That's enough to kill him four times! But it's not the right time yet... Before assassinating the duke, use this group of people as the opening ceremony!
……

Old Blue adjusted his hat and watched Jason's carriage leave. This "Apostle of Desire" also had strong desires... He was full of "depravity", so sweet...

He turned back to the bank, called the lobby manager and the human resources manager, closed the bank door in advance, and said to all the employees in the lobby with an unquestionable attitude:
“Now I declare that this bank is officially renamed ‘Storm Bank’ because I am a devout believer in Storm and it is my honor to give everything for Storm!

"At the same time, I am also explaining that I have a bad temper and it is best not to go against my decision.

"Your boss has given up on you, but I've taken you in. If you want to go with him, feel free to go. The HR manager will remember to take care of it later.

"For those who don't want to leave, great! Your weekly salary will be increased by 10%! Everyone! I say it!

"Also, lobby manager, these bodyguards... um, post a 'recruitment order' for me, hiring 'extremely capable' bodyguards, weekly salary... 100 pounds!"

"100 pounds!?!" "Hiss!" "It's increased, the weekly salary has increased!" The bodyguards were angry because they were looked down upon, but they immediately shrank when they heard the weekly salary. Is that a salary? That's life money!

The other employees didn’t care so much. They were satisfied just to hear that their weekly salary had increased out of nowhere. Who would follow their former boss and leave?!
"Yes! I'll do it right away! Does Mr. Wayne have any other instructions?" The lobby manager, who was dressed in formal attire, deliberately pulled his bow tie askew to make himself look quite capable, and bowed.

Blue Wayne regained his calm demeanor at this time, nodded with satisfaction and said:
“Backlund is not familiar with me, but I am familiar with Backlund.

"I have returned with 'endless' wealth.

“This time I’m going to really carve out a path for myself!
"Gold pounds? It means nothing to me! But to you, it is a pillow to sleep on and food to fill your stomach!

"Try to earn as much as you can from me. I'll see how much money you can get from me. I'll wait and see."

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After delivering the "exciting" speech on his character's "background", Blue Wayne took a public carriage to the "Metropolitan Association for the Help of Domestic Servants". He wanted to hire a butler. Yes, with this identity, he had property and invested a lot of gold pounds, but he didn't even have a butler!

"Wayne" was created by Old Blue on the spur of the moment when he heard from Little Fer that the bank of the "Apostle of Desire" was going to be transferred. He also helped other identities to attract investments and launder the money and gems taken from Capin and Butis.

It was he who made the £5 investment in the Archbishop's Granddaughter brand telegraph machine that the Perpetual Motion Machine Company had previously received.

Originally, he wanted to name himself "Stark Wayne", but that might be exposed in front of Crane at the speed of light... So let's just call him Wayne, and just pretend to be Batman!

"Mr. Asnia is a believer of the Goddess of Night. His political inclination is more towards the Conservative Party. He requires an annual salary of 130 pounds." The beautiful girl Beilin at the reception desk gave a brief introduction to the first butler.

Old Blue didn't care about the butler's beliefs or political inclinations at all. He just wanted someone to help him take care of the superficial matters of his identity, so he took out his wallet, counted out 20 10-pound notes from it, handed them over, and said:

"Mr. Asnia, tell him that he will be my butler once he gets his salary. Please come and perform the duties of a butler as soon as possible. I have already registered my current residence.

"In addition, after deducting your referral fee and commission, the rest is your tip. Thank you for the black tea."

"Ah? No... this..." Beilin was confused. What she took subconsciously... was it gold pounds? Was it gold pounds or waste paper? However, the "upstarts" had already left...

Beilin quickly turned around and found the person in charge of the association to explain the situation. The person in charge was a middle-aged woman. She was also shocked when she heard the tip of more than 50 pounds, but she still suppressed the greed that suddenly emerged and sighed and said:

"Belin, this is the tip you got in exchange for the high-quality Marquis black tea you brought from home. It belongs to you, so keep it.

"You mean, Mr. Wayne hired Mr. Asnia... maybe he is also a believer of the goddess? So generous...

"Belin, what do you say about me going to his house and being a housekeeper?"

"Ah?" Belin was confused by the question. The "Metropolitan Association for Helping Domestic Servants" was a semi-charitable organization, and the weekly salary was not high, but the "Association" could provide services such as servant hiring and butler recommendation to wealthy businessmen and nobles. Connections were the biggest benefit of working here.

Beilin's family was well-off, and she believed in the goddess of night. It was for this reason that she came to work at the "Association" after she became an adult...

And now, the head of the association is going to work as a housekeeper? !

(End of this chapter)