After 　　 woke up, he didn't sleep anymore. He sat on the bed and looked at the spacious bedroom in a daze. This bedroom is the size of his living room in Nolan’s house. The front of the door is a desk and bookshelf facing the delicate glass window, and the left side of the door is a set that is expensive just by looking at it. The sofa and coffee table are quite feminine.

　　 And the bed he was lying on, he needed to walk up three small steps to the left from where the desk and bookshelves were. The bed was located on the platform on the steps, but the drop was not very big.

　　The bed is a big bed with curtains, and the four corner pillars hang the tulle. The side facing the bed is a makeup table and a makeup mirror. The mirrors are three large and one small, the largest in the center, a few feet away from the roof, and the two mirrors connected to this are slightly smaller. And the dressing table is not a straight long table, it has a slight curvature, so sitting on a small red cushioned stool facing the big mirror, the distance from the three mirrors is equal.

　　 "This is definitely Dolores's former bedroom. It was only given to me because I came."

　　 This is not the first time he has come to this conclusion. The first time Jenkins came here, he smelled the unique perfume of Dolores from the air.

　　 "Oh, what am I thinking."

　　 He scratched his hair, then got out of bed to prepare to wash. Looking back at his cat, he beckoned to ask him if he wanted to follow. The cat lying on the bed like a long strip, with his chin resting on the soft mattress, "meow~", Jenkins thought it was a sign that he didn't want to. Meaning to go.

　　 It was still not six o'clock after washing, so Jenkins returned to Nolan to try his luck and see if he could enter the weird doomsday world again. But no matter how he turned around at home, it was useless, so he simply wrote a letter to Hathaway explaining the matter of [Doomsday Fantasy].

　　 Now he still doesn't know the rules for pulling people into the fantasy world, so in the spirit of insurance, he told Hathaway the whole thing. The source of information is the Church of the Sage. Now Hathaway knows that he is a scribe, and the church will probably get information from the black market today. There is no flaw in this explanation.

　　The letter is naturally to be delivered by herself. Yesterday was Friday. Hathaway must be living at home. This is the rule of Earl Hesha’s house.

　　 So Jenkins assumed that he was walking in the morning, and after changing his image, he walked into Nolan at five in the morning. It rained last night, this morning was foggy, and the street looked like a smoky look, plus the appearance of the sun in the spring morning, which made the street scene a little different.

　　 It is a pity that only Jenkins can admire the Nolan Street at 5 AM, because until he came to Hesha's mansion, he did not encounter any pedestrians.

When 　　 got into the alley, he was shocked by the two wild cats looking for food. They quickly disappeared on the other side of the alley. Jenkins watched them leave with some guilt, then looked up in the direction of Hathaway's bedroom and saw her at home as expected.

　　 The envelope is a normal envelope, and the stamp is a stamp made by Jenkins himself, so that the normal letter does not need to take the risk to be delivered to Hathaway alone, Jenkins put it in the mailbox of Hesha Mansion and left.

　　 Of course, before leaving, I did not forget to buy some soft bread at the bakery that just opened on the corner of the street, and put it where the two wild cats had just escaped.

"Obviously there are still many poor people who can't eat, but I bought expensive bread and put it next to the trash can. I really changed a lot...After I went back, I would donate money to the Church of the Sage in Luen in my own name, and said Get up, I have never donated money in Luen."

　　 Chocolate didn't follow because of laziness. Jenkins walked alone on the street, his pace was much lighter. This is because there is no need to carry the big meat ball called chocolate, and on the one hand, there is no need to always pay attention to whether your cat is happy or not.

　　 There are about forty minutes before six o'clock, but most of the shops facing the street are ready to open. The women carrying baskets to buy vegetables came to the street early, and the carriages that carried the goods galloped on the open road.

　　 Jenkins looked at all this with interest, and rejoiced in Nolan’s peace today. But thinking of addictive tobacco and doomsday fantasy, I can't help but feel a little haze. He sighed and looked at the gloomy sky shrouded in black mist, and then felt that his shoe was slightly hit by something.

Chapter 1298 The first thousand two hundred and seventy-seventh chapter milk on the table

　　 Feeling that the shoe was hit, Jenkins looked down and saw that it was a small, rough-worked leather ball, which looked like it was changed from a broken steam engine. When they were young, the three Williams brothers also had similar toys. At first sight, the memory of the original owner flooded from the depths of his mind.

　　 bent over to pick up the ball, and then looked around. Sure enough, not far away, he saw two worried boys who wanted to go but were reluctant to go.

　　 Jenkins smiled and tossed the ball at both of them. His strength was just right, the ball fell in front of the boys, and the older boy immediately picked it up, bowed slightly to Jenkins with his companions, and left as if running away.

　　 The gloomy weather did not affect Jenkins's good mood. When he returned to St. George Street, he just met the postman delivering the letter. He is not who he is now, so he didn't go up to talk. After sneaking into the house from the backyard, he saw his neighbor Mr. Goodman and Mrs. Goodman kissing goodbye in the yard from the window.

　　 Jenkins could only wait for a while before he went out and brought the letter and newspaper into the house.

"Letter from readers forwarded by the publisher...Mr. Nellie invited me to meet and talk about the time of the dividend...Mr. Bro, the publisher asked me if I was writing the third book... ...The bill from the milk merchant...the tax declaration...the letter without a signature without a stamp..."

　　 He looked at the last letter. There was no word on the envelope, not even a stamp. Jenkins was not sure if this was delivered by the postman just now. He went out this morning without checking his mailbox, so he didn't know if it was lying in his mailbox when he came back in the morning.

　　 Confirmed that the letter was made of ordinary paper, and used an open envelope or even an unsealed envelope. There was only a piece of paper, and it wrote in poor-looking print:

　　 [Are you interested in investing in a new model of steam engine? If you are interested, you can send us a letter to meet your investment needs. 】

　　 Below is a line of mailing address and remittance address. Jenkins tilted his head and looked at it several times before realizing it was a liar.

　　 After he returned to Luen, he told Alexia and Dolores about it as a joke, and the ladies thought it was very funny.

　　 Jenkins had long thought that after the Fabry scam, someone would realize that this is a simple and low-cost means of making money, but he didn't expect that someone would want to lie to him so soon.

　　 "This is the reason why the major kingdoms reformed the financial sector and reorganized the banking industry. In addition to preventing the next large-scale scam by the lie believers, we also have to be vigilant about Miss Fabry's ‘lead’ and ‘model’ role.”

　　Dolores spoke slowly and secretly looked at Jenkins. Of course she knew who Miss Fabry was.

　　 "In this afternoon's speech, I can focus on preventing such inferior scams."

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 "But haven't you finished writing your speech? I remember the theme was'interest rate, exchange rate, inflation'...I like the word'inflation' that you invented."

　　 Alexia asked.

　　 "I don't understand the topic very well, but I think the level of fraud prevention is still very high. It is not troublesome to change the speech, and it only takes two hours. It happened that I had nothing to do in the morning."

　　 Jenkin himself is not a student of finance, what he learned has nothing to do with finance. The finances that can be talked about are all heard, seen, and personally experienced from all aspects before, so there is no system; but for anti-fraud, he has been in contact with all kinds of channels since he was a child. In school life, He was also obliged to participate in many highly professional seminars.

　　 Therefore, compared with financial reforms, he is very confident in preventing fraud.

　　The speech is scheduled in the afternoon, so Jenkins can make full preparations in the morning. He was not in a hurry at the breakfast table, and he was even in the mood to tease chocolate with a piece of bacon.

　　 While observing the ladies on the table, I saw Dolores frowning at the glass of milk in front of her, and then remembered that she had heard from Julia that she didn't like milk.

　　 "It's really terrible."

　　 Seeing Jenkins noticed her, the princess explained, and then naturally pushed the cup to the sister aside. The little princess looked at the two glasses of milk in front of her, with a more sad expression on her face than Dolores.

　　 "Your Highness, this is wrong."

　　 Julia reminded behind her, and then turned to call the maid and asked her to bring a milk jug and an empty glass from the dining car. Julia personally poured a glass for Dolores.

　　 "I see. So who said that, drinking more milk is good for your health, what has he done to cows..."

　　 Dolores whispered the words that are very unlady, which rarely shows the side of a child. Jenkins smiled and lowered his head, and continued to tease his cat, but saw the cat staring at Ajelena Stuart sitting across the table, or more accurately, staring at the two in front of her. Cups of milk, so Jenkins asked the maid to take one of them.

　　 Except for the cat, even the little princess showed a grateful expression to him.

　　 Now, His Royal Highness Ajelena Stuart is ready to live in this manor. Although Jenkins rarely sees her daily, at least everyone eats at the same table.

　　 Dolores is not very keen on wooing her brothers and sisters. She no longer actively contacts other people, but manages the financial department wholeheartedly. Therefore, there is no third Stuart living in yet, and according to Julia's intelligence, most of her brothers and sisters who are interested in the throne are wooing their relatives. Jenkins is very puzzled.

　　 "Is the Stuart family's throne election rule, is that competitors vote for each other?"

　　Of course, this cannot be the case. The real reason is that now, Salcy II has assigned almost all children with independent judgment to management and even leading positions in the government and the army.

　　 Every time I win the support of a Stuart, it is equivalent to more rights. In the current situation where King Salsi II has not made a clear statement, the competition that secretly prepares and draws in each other is the most civilized way of competition.

　　 "Isn't this just raising Gu?"

　　 Jenkins muttered in his heart, and the cat who read this thought on the side tilted his head to think carefully about what "gu" is.

　　PS: Yes, the two in the morning were even more unexpected. I set the wrong time again... I didn't expect to update 8000 words today... Please everything.

Chapter 1299 Chapter 1278 Chapter Roen's Speech

　　 Even the people who don’t know the truth have recently felt that Ruen’s atmosphere is a bit wrong. Not only the real power dukes or representatives who guard the border frequently return to Ruen, but also the daily newspapers. In addition to disaster relief news, the frequent personnel transfers of the relevant parliament and city hall can also make any politically sensitive citizens feel the wind and rain. Want to come.

　　 After the attack on the opening of the Ice and Snow Festival that day, His Majesty the King did not appear in public again. Although the royal family and the government are claiming that His Majesty is safe and sound, this does not mean that everyone believes it.

　　 Fortunately, there is no excellent picture modification technology in this era, so the photo of Dolores’ father appeared on the front page, which can barely suppress the restless atmosphere in the kingdom.

　　 But now even the small townspeople in Nolan like to talk about the kingdom of Hampawo as a daily pastime. Jenkins believes that there are definitely a lot of people who know the physical condition of Salcy II, and even if they don't know, based on his recent unusual decree and performance, smart people can probably guess it.

　　 After breakfast, he wrote a new speech in Dolores’ study. In order to concentrate, even the chocolate was kept outside the study. But he just forgot to close the window of the study, so after a short while, the cat "flyed" in from the window. Jenkins swears that the way the cat dives into the window is not much different from flying.

　　 It was relieved when he saw Jenkins, and then shrank into a small hair ball and lay beside Jenkins. It was not until Jenkins finished writing the last word that he woke up, and then meowed and trampled back and forth on the paper manuscripts.

　　 The ladies are not free in the morning, they also have to attend the speech. For this important occasion, clothing and decoration must be appropriate and appropriate. They are not procrastinators. In the morning, they not only selected clothes for themselves, but even contacted the Church of the Sages, and even Jenkins's clothes were prepared.

　　 "Oh, this hairstyle...cute."

　　 Seeing Dolores again, she was wearing a light blue fluffy skirt, and the lower part of her hair was curled for about one-third of her hair. This hairstyle can't be said to suit her, but because she is used to seeing long straight hair, it can also give Jenkins a bright feeling.

　　 "Jenkins, it is better not to use the word ‘cute’ to describe adult women in the future."

　　 Alexia reminded that she and Julia had also chosen clothes for themselves, and Jenkins’s clothes were placed in his bedroom. After getting dressed, Julia brought a team of maids to Jenkins’ bedroom and asked him to sit in front of the big exaggerated makeup mirror. The maids took turns to paint his face with things he couldn’t recognize. And hair.

　　 "In fact, this is fine, I am not used to using cosmetics."

　　 Jenkins complained to Alexia in a low voice. The short lady stood aside with her arms folded and looked at Jenkins' face through the mirror.

　　 "This is a very important occasion, even for the sake of Dolores, you have to accept this arrangement...Does chocolate require makeup? I don't think you will leave it at home."

"In a moment, give me a brand new comb. It must be new. No one else has used it, and other cats have not used it. I just brush the chocolate, Alexia, I know you want to. What to say, but I have tried to put a bow or a bell on it countless times, but I have never succeeded. I have given up the issue of chocolate decoration."

　　 When Julia personally picked up the lipstick and approached Jenkins, he finally couldn't help but jumped up from the stool and swore to the sage that he would be angry.

　　 So in the end, I just let the maid take care of her hair, and even the powder on her face was rejected by Jenkins. But Dolores thinks this dress is good, but Alexia did the final work of finishing the bow tie for Jenkins.

　　 Dolores swears that she saw her teacher flying up at the time, so that the eyes of the two were parallel.

　　 After dressing up, it was lunch time, and after lunch, the group was surrounded by the convoy and was about to enter the city. On the way, Dolores also reminded Jenkins that there will be many people present today, so it also contains some malicious people.

　　 "The last part of the speech is a questioning session. I originally wanted to cancel this session, but it was not in compliance."

　　 Dolores said embarrassedly.

　　 "I understand, in fact, any speaker will beware of the last questioning session, because they never know who their audience is."

　　 First, I went to Dolores’ club in the city to meet with her supporters and followers. After accepting some flattery, he moved on to the House.

　　 It has been more than a week since the riot that day, but the impact of the two artillery shells that fell in the city has not been eliminated. The ruined blocks and the building **** on the Council Square have been cleared away, and the open space in front of the House is now more than five times larger.

The scaffolding is placed on the outside of the building that needs to be repaired, and the workers are pushing wheelbarrows on the special building passages. It is very busy. The gray-faced workers in shabby clothes and the noblemen passing by in gorgeous clothes Meeting on the same street, it also looks amazing.

　　 The horse convoy drove from the avenue on the other side and stopped securely in front of the stone steps of the House. Jenkins, who was the first to walk down from the carriage, looked back at the bustling square like a parking lot and the hole in the center blocked by the fence, thinking about when it would be fully restored.

　　Because of the large number of audiences, this speech was delivered directly in the main hall of the House. The structure here is similar to that of an institution with the same name in Jenkin's world. , Around the center of the podium, rows of seats rise in sequence, and the seats near the wall are the tallest row.

　　 When Jenkins was about to go in, there was already a loud voice inside, Alexia gave Jenkins an encouraging expression, and then together with Dolores walked to the gentlemen and ladies who stood up and greeted them.

　　 "Ahem~"

　　 He coughed for a few auditions, and the cat squatting on his shoulders straightened up. As Jenkins entered through the side door, the people who noticed him began to applaud.

　　 When he stepped onto the central podium and put his manuscript on the table, everyone had stood up and applauded. There were even a few people who took off their hats and insisted on Jenkins.

　　 The young person under the light took a deep breath, looking around from left to back to the people who stood up. The black formal wear is the main sight in front of them, and a very small number of ladies are also serious skirts.

　　 There are very few young people, mostly middle-aged and old people. Most of them are looking at Jenkins's face, applauding slowly and evenly, as if thinking about whether the young people who are also looking at them are worth applauding.

　　In accordance with the etiquette, he opened his right arm and tilted outwards, and his left arm was bent back and the fingertips were brought together and placed on the chest. Then he bowed slightly and the applause disappeared immediately. In close whispers, people took their seats one after another, waiting for Jenkins to speak.

　　 "Gentlemen and ladies, good afternoon."

　　 In the usual opening remarks, Jenkins's voice is loud and clear, and his accent is close to the local dialect of Roon. This is what he learned from Dolores in the past six months.

　　 Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. Combined with specific cases, Jenkins perfectly presented the prepared financial fraud and anti-fraud speeches.

　　 are just examples that have never been seen in this world, and they are fresh enough for the audience. Coupled with his deliberately complicated definitions of proper nouns, and the laws and principles that are explained in three circles, this is enough to be called a speech with enough connotation.

　　 Time is so fast, once you speak, you don’t realize the passage of time. During this period, he took two breaks for the audience to go to the bathroom. Jenkins could also drink his mouth water. When he finished talking about all the content and greeted the audience again, the setting sun was already outside the window.

　　 Continuous applause burst out around the spacious hall like shrapnel from a bomb. Jenkins smiled and faced the applause, then raised his hands and pressed his palms down slightly, the applause gradually disappeared naturally.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I am very happy to be able to pass on the meager knowledge I know to you in this glorious place. I was invited by His Royal Highness Dolores Stuart to live in Ruen for a while Time, if you have any questions, you can write to me. Of course, if you have any questions about my speech just now, you can speak now, and I will answer them."

All of you present here are decent people with status and status. Naturally, no one will ask embarrassing questions such as "What is your relationship with the three queens" in such a public place. Jenkins has selected a few who seem to be more stable and sit down. The questioner in the front row answered those questions in turn.

　　 He doesn't know much about the Ponzi scheme, but because he has done it once, the explanation of the system is no problem. It’s just that most of the questions from those who asked the question were too weird. The eldest man, who seemed to be the oldest, asked very straightforwardly:

　　 "What should be done to completely prevent those swindlers from reappearing?"

　　 I am afraid that even God cannot answer this question, let alone Jenkins... It seems that he can barely be called God. As long as human greed does not disappear, the greedy will always plot a scam, and the greedy will always enter the scam.

　　 It is impossible to eradicate such scams, but if you just want to use a reasonable legal and regulatory system to suppress such crimes to a minimum, then Jenkins can still give a decent answer.

　　According to the original plan, the final question time should be determined according to the length of the speech. When Jenkins announced the beginning of the questioning session, he raised his eyes and saw the middle-aged gentleman standing at the last and highest point of the audience holding out three fingers at him, knowing that he could only choose three at most.

　　 The old-school gentleman just now is the deputy speaker of the House and a follower of Dolores. Jenkins is mainly responsible for this speech.

Chapter 1300 Chapter 1279 Follow-up to Tobacco

　　 The first old gentleman asked how the "Fabry scam" should be completely eradicated. The current God of Lies has no good way, but can only give appropriate countermeasures.

　　 The second tall and thin middle-aged man with red hair asked about the difference between "Fabry scam" gathering wealth and bank deposits. This is a very good question. Unfortunately, Jenkins can't give a deep answer. He can only answer from the country or religious reputation behind the bank, but the audience is also not very good at it, so this answer sounds fine.

　　 The last questioner, Jenkins wanted to choose from the audience in the back row, thinking that he could rest after answering the next questioner, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　I looked around and saw Dolores and Alexia smiling at him, and the joyful feelings in his heart grew stronger, so he pointed a young man casually. The young gentleman pointed to by Jenkins was very surprised, and looked around to see if he was really selected. It was here that another young man who was three rows away from him suddenly stood up, and no matter what the others were doing, he said quickly:

　　 "I'm glad you allowed me to ask you questions."

　　 "Huh? I mean..."