After the philosophy lesson, Klein felt like he hadn't slept for three days. His mind was filled with names and concepts such as skepticism, metaphysics, a priori and a posteriori, nominalism, materialism, social Rosell Doctrine, existentialism, positivism, and so on.
If it wasn't for the fact that his original body had some knowledge of philosophy back when he was studying history, he even suspected that he wouldn't be able to complete the lesson. This wasn't the one-on-one education he had back on Earth, where he could sleep or play on his cell phone if he didn't understand.
On the other hand, Mr. Hamid is different from what I imagined. He's humorous, candid, extroverted, and his lectures aren't boring. He doesn't seem like a philosophy teacher, nor does he have the views that believers of the Lord of Storms often have … Klein rubbed his temples and turned to leave the door. He walked to the staircase deep into the hall and returned to the third floor. His valet, Richardson, followed silently by his side.
During this process, he realized that the servants were busy with their own matters. None of them were slacking off. Only when his employer passed by would they stop and greet him, appearing very cultured.
Taneja is quite capable when it comes to the arrangements and management of a family's internal affairs … Klein stepped into the corridor on the third floor and walked towards the half-open room.
Before entering, Klein saw Walter hanging two double-barreled shotguns on the wall, adding a sense of boorishness and boldness to the interior.
This was an arrangement every wealthy merchant had in their home. It was very easy to apply for a hunting license, and the double-barreled shotguns were quite powerful. It was enough for the servants to deal with infiltrating thieves or kidnappers.
After hanging it, Walter took two steps back and examined the shotguns. He then took out a golden pocket watch from his inner pocket.
Pa!
He pressed down on the pocket watch and looked inside. His stern and inflexible face clearly softened.
Klein coughed lightly to remind the butler before pushing open the half-closed door and walking in.
Walter closed the pocket watch and returned it to its original position. He turned his body and bowed.
He bowed and said, "Sir, we obtained a total of six hunting licenses. We bought six double-barreled shotguns and the corresponding canister bullets."
Klein had Death Knell hidden under his armpit, so he didn't think too much of it. All he did was nod to indicate that he understood.
He then revealed a gentle smile and asked casually,
"When I was reading the information on the Helping Family Servants Association, I noticed that you seem to have a wife and child, Walter?"
The butler, or rather, the chief butler, was the employer's assistant. He was a confidant that couldn't be avoided in many matters. Therefore, it was every employer's duty to establish a relationship with the butler, and Klein was no exception.
Furthermore, he still remembered that Arrodes had mentioned that there would be additional developments on Butler Walter.
Walter replied in a deadpan manner.
"Yes, when I was a servant in Viscount Conrad's manor, due to certain needs, I had frequent contact with a lady and developed feelings for her. Then, under the gaze of the goddess, I got married and had a daughter. She is now studying in a grammar school and hopes to pass the entrance examination of the University of Baekeland. However, this is something that I can only consider after two years …"
When mentioning his wife and daughter, the unsmiling butler's tone unknowingly turned relaxed.
At present, all the Churches emphasized the importance of family, so as to resist the stress and mental problems brought about by the advancement of technology. The only difference was that different Churches had different emphases. Evernight was about equality between men and women helping each other at home. Storm was about men busying themselves outside while women took care of the home, acting as the former's support angel. Steam was about learning more technology and doing more manual labor. Each had their own strengths and complemented each other.
Klein felt wistful when he heard that.
He then said, "Ma 'am Taneya seems to be single?"
"Yes." Walter's expression turned serious again. "In modern society, male servants and female servants are still not equal. This isn't referring to the salary. Female butlers, butlers, and assistant butlers are on the same level. They have an annual salary of 25 to 50 pounds. Instead, it's a deeper concept and thought. It's something that the Churches are working hard to change, but it's filled with obstacles. After all, the Goddess isn't Rouen's only faith."
He paused and added, "Male servants can get married.
But if a female servant has a family, it means that she will lose her job or become the lowest of the lowest. She's a temporary hired maid who doesn't need to stay at her employer's house. All of this can only be changed when one reaches the female butler stage. However, this isn't something a young and inexperienced lady can do. "
Klein didn't continue the topic. He nodded slightly and walked to the reclining chair.
At this moment, his gaze swept across the stack of newspapers on the coffee table.
With a thought, Klein stopped in his tracks, turned his body, and said to the butler,
He said to the butler, "I saw an advertisement in the papers regarding the transfer of shares in the Baekeland Bicycle Company. Find a professional lawyer and accountant to consult them and figure out the exact situation.
"Heh heh, I'm very interested in this industry. If the price is right, I'll consider buying it."
At that instant, Klein thought of a problem. It was impossible for a tycoon who brought a huge sum of money to Baekeland to seek opportunities to advance his career to not pay attention to the transfer of shares in the Baekeland Bicycle Company.
Even if "he" couldn't see the prospects of this industry, it was normal for him to get someone to understand it; otherwise, it wouldn't match his persona.
Of course, I can also raise the price in passing, allowing the 10% shares to be sold for more money … Yes, I have to remember to just raise the price a little. I can't be too greedy. If I were to raise the price and end up with nothing, I'll end up crying. That will cause all my liquid funds to sink in, and I won't be able to maintain my daily expenses … As Klein fantasized, he inwardly exhorted himself.
"Yes, sir." Walter didn't ask any further as he directly agreed.
At 4: 35 p.m., Richardson knocked on the door and entered. He said to the leisurely reading Dawn Dantès, "Sir, Mr. Maury Macht and his wife, Ma 'am Riana, as well as Saint Samuel Cathedral's Bishop, Mr. Elektra, are here."
Maury Macht and his wife, Ma 'am Riana, as well as Saint Samuel Cathedral's Bishop, Mr. Elektra, are here to visit. "
Maury Macht? That Member of Parliament? Also, why is the bishop of Saint Samuel Cathedral here as well … Klein thought for a moment and asked with a smile,
"Is there such etiquette?"
He had only attended two etiquette classes for the time being. He knew that people of this social class would not visit each other so directly. They would first send a butler or a servant to deliver an invitation or set a time to visit.
Richardson habitually lowered his head.
"Yes.
"Because when the butler went to deliver the name cards and gifts, he informed the neighbors that you would be at home in the afternoons for the past week.
"In such a case, the neighbors who receive your business card can not only send their servants to invite you to be their guest, but they can also pay you a semi-formal visit between four and five in the afternoon, claiming that they are passing by on a stroll. Well, the ladies will wear appropriate walking clothes, or it will be inappropriate. You can treat them to afternoon tea."
As Klein walked to the door, he allowed Richardson to take off his coat and put it on him.
"Then why is there Bishop Elektra?"
This was what he cared about the most. The question just now was just a foreshadowing.
Richardson replied as if he was prepared for this.
"Bishop Elektra was a guest at Member of Parliament Macht's place in the afternoon. It's likely that they mentioned you while chatting and decided to pay you a stroll."
His hands weren't affected by his words at all as he skillfully helped Dawn Dantès adjust his clothes.
Klein tersely acknowledged and waited for Richardson to open the door before walking out.
Soon, he saw the three visitors in the living room on the second floor.
Maury Macht was a classic Rouen gentleman. He was in his forties, with black hair and brown eyes. He had deep facial features, a rather high hairline, and a slightly thin face. He had once served in the military, and after he was discharged, he entered politics. He started out in Baekeland and eventually became a Member of Parliament. He was a believer of the Evernight Goddess, a member of the New Party, and a supporter of improving the atmospheric environment.
His wife, Riana, came from a family of lawyers. She had provided her husband with plenty of resources for his political career, and she was also a believer of the Evernight Goddess.
Elektra wore a double-breasted clergyman's black robe, and he looked to be in his forties. His blue eyes were deep, and his face was thin. His facial features weren't considered good, but he was pleasing to the eye for some baffling reason. He was a bishop that Klein had once seen when he placed money into the donation box.
Upon seeing Dawn Dantès enter, Maury Macht took two steps forward and chuckled.
"I've been hearing that a devout believer of the Goddess has moved into Block 160, and I've been thinking of paying him a visit. I happened to be passing by today, so I decided to pay you a visit. Please forgive us for our rudeness."
Klein smiled and tapped his chest four times in a clockwise fashion.
"At times like this, all you need to do is praise the Goddess."
"Praise the Goddess!" Elektra and Riana nodded in secret before drawing a crimson moon on their chests.
After exchanging pleasantries, Klein invited his three guests to take their seats. A maidservant promptly served them black tea and coffee. Housekeeper Taneja had previously asked him what he wanted to drink.
"Mr. Dantès, I heard you're a merchant from Desi. I wonder what line of work you were in in the past?" Maury Macht asked casually as he joked. "Your last name always makes me think of many things."
This was the surname of the protagonist in one of Rosell The Great's best-selling novels.
Klein chuckled and returned with a question in a humorous manner.
"What line of work does digging up a treasure belong to?"
This was also the content of the best-selling novel.
Without waiting for the councilors to respond, he said the content that he had long prepared.
"I once had my own mineral deposits, but as you know, there will be a day when they're all dug up. A city that thrives on mining will eventually decline."
He was hinting at the resource-based cities in Desi County where he was born. In those places, gangs ran amok and there were many hidden tycoons. It was difficult for ordinary people to investigate Dawn Dantès's situation without spending more than half a year.
Bishop Elektra nodded in thought.
"That's why you chose to come to Baekeland in search of new opportunities?
"I wonder who led you into the Church?"
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