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Chapter 95 Death?not dead? (1w, please subscribe)

Huang Mapi's crying made Zhu Chuanren feel chilly. The situation was obviously very good before he left. Unexpectedly, after going out for a honeymoon, the situation took a turn for the worse. It seemed that he could not leave for such a long time in the future.

Zhu Chuanren said secretly in his heart.

"Inspector Huang, don't worry, am I back? Trust me, everything will be improved."

Hearing Zhu Chuanren's comfort, Huang Mapi acted very 'loyal':
"Of course, I unconditionally trust and support the third young master. These sons of bitches are used to changing their ways. Wait until I regain my position and see how I deal with them!"

Ignoring Huang Mapi's harsh words, Zhu Chuanren said in a deep voice:
"The key now is that Agathe. This person comes with bad intentions. If you want to deal with him, you have to know what he wants."

"I don't know Agathe at all. I thought about investigating him before, but I was delayed by the things around me." Huang Mapi was somewhat apologetic. It had happened for so long and he didn't even think about investigating him. It was really wrong. Losing his boss style.

"I've already sent people to investigate. What you have to do now is to keep a low profile as much as possible before I find a solution. Especially your brothers, you have to restrain them and don't cause trouble for me!"

Huang Mapi nodded repeatedly:
"Don't worry, Third Young Master, I have warned them, and I guarantee they will be as obedient as the little chickens."

"Well, okay, I'll leave first. I'll send someone to contact you if I need anything."

After separating from Huang Mapi, Zhu Chuanren's mind became more and more heavy, and he felt like a storm was about to come.

However, Zhu Chuanren has experienced many storms and waves over the years, so he is not afraid. If Agathe is obedient, then we can make money together and everyone will be happy. But if he is not obedient, then don't blame him for being ruthless and letting this damn Gaulish guest die. A foreign country!

That night, Zhu Chuanren had been sitting in the living room. He neither went back to the bedroom nor to the study. He just sat in the living room, silently waiting for the fourth child to come back.

It wasn't until late at night that he saw a tired figure walking in, deliberately walking slowly for fear of disturbing others to sleep.

Who else besides Zhu Chuanjie could be so careful?
"Fourth!" Zhu Chuanren suddenly said, startling the other party.

"Third brother?" Zhu Chuanjie patted his chest repeatedly to soothe his accelerating heart.

"Come and sit down. I know everything. Tell me what happened over there!"

Zhu Chuanren asked without any nonsense.

Zhu Chuanjie sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said:
"Sorry, any trading company was investigated by people from the public affairs bureau today. I dealt with it for a whole day and finally sent them away."

"Visiting to investigate?"

"Yes, we need to check our account."

"Do you know who ordered it?"

"The leader said it was the order from the general director, but I don't think so. It should be the handiwork of the new director Agathe."

"reason?"

"Pierre also has interests in dealings with us. There is no need for him to slap himself in the face by going over old scores."

Zhu Chuanren nodded. He agreed with this reason. No one would take the initiative to shoot himself in the foot, let alone a smart person like Pierre.

Compared with Kant, Pierre's greed is based on the icing on the cake. He will not make any money. His original intention is to make the concession into his own territory.

This kind of person hates variables most, and any change will make him feel disgusted.

Everything was fine originally, but that Agathe stirred up trouble as soon as he came. Zhu Chuanren didn't believe that Pierre would like such a person.

But since you don’t like it, why not control it?
There is only one truth. This Agathe's background is probably quite deep.

Kant could barely be considered a down-and-out aristocrat. Of course, after the abolition of the monarchy, there were no nominal aristocrats in Gaul, and everyone was a poor man.

But people who came from that era more or less have the psychological shadow of nobles and common people.

This is also the reason why Pierre is always open to Kant. In his heart, he still respects Kant, a director with aristocratic blood.

So where does Agathe come from?Can he actually make Pierre take advantage of him?

Zhu Chuanren didn't know, he just hoped that Lao Tan could speed up the investigation and know himself and the enemy, so that he could win every battle.

"Then what did they find out?"

"Nothing was found. We always use two sets of ledgers. I don't know where the other one is. How could I let them know."

Zhu Chuanjie looked sarcastic, obviously annoyed by these troublemakers.

"Well, they didn't do anything else?"

"It turned our company into a mess. I kept in mind your instructions before leaving, not to force yourself into anything, so I didn't let anyone resist."

"Well done, you can't give them an excuse to get mad, but these bastards did go too far."

Zhu Chuanren's eyes were sinister. Anyone who knew him well knew that this was a sign of anger. Usually at this time, a group of people would be killed or injured to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"I know, you did a great job, go and rest first, you have worked hard today."

"It's not hard for me, but brother, this matter must be solved. Do you have any ideas?"

"Not yet. I need to know more information before making a decision. You go ahead and let me think about it alone."

"Okay, brother, don't sleep too late. Your health is important."

Zhu Chuanren forced out a smile and patted Chuanjie on the shoulder:

"Fourth child, you have grown up."

"Hey~ It should be~"

The next morning, when Wei Chunfang, who was used to getting up early, came downstairs, she saw Zhu Chuanren sitting motionless on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating. She was so frightened that she almost screamed:
"Damn kid, what are you doing sitting here so early in the morning? You're motionless, I'm scared to death." Wei Chunfang came over and complained, poured herself a glass of water, drank it, and calmed down a little.

"Mom, morning~" Zhu Chuanren opened his eyes and smiled at Wei Chunfang.

"Morning, have you just woken up or have you been up all night?"

"I didn't sleep all night. I couldn't sleep, thinking about something."

"Ah? I haven't slept all night. What's going on? Go get some sleep!"

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy. Mom, please make me something to eat. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday."

Wei Chunfang became anxious when she heard this. She loved Lao San the most, because she knew that the family could only be supported by Lao San alone.

As soon as the third child said that he was hungry, he immediately said:

"Okay, what do you want to eat? A bowl of noodles? I'll give you two poached eggs."

"Row!"

"Okay, just wait, it'll be ready soon!"

Wei Chunfang enjoys the feeling of being needed by her children. This is the greatest happiness for this simple woman in her life.

Although there is a chef at home now who is responsible for three meals a day, she still cooks from time to time. She knows that her children and her husband love to eat home-cooked meals.

She is from the village and is in better health than the people in the city. Despite her age, she is very nimble with her hands and feet. In a short while, [-] hot Yangchun noodles were ready, along with two poached eggs.

She learned this noodle after coming to Shanghai. There is no shortage of good ingredients in Zhu Mansion's kitchen. The soup is made from bones, and the taste is incredibly delicious.

After a bowl of steaming noodles, Zhu Chuanren felt that his cold and stiff body was relieved, and he became energetic. After putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he was about to go back to his room to sleep. Lao Tan came back from outside. Apparently, he had not slept all night. .

"Third Young Master~"

"Is there a result?"

"Yes~"

"To the study."

The two of them walked into the study one after another. After Lao Tan closed the door, he whispered:

"I didn't dare to look for clues within the public affairs bureau. I learned about it from the side of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau. As expected, this Agathe has a lot of background."

"What is it all about?"

"His father just came off the battlefield. He was a general who commanded hundreds of thousands of troops and had great military exploits. Agathe is his illegitimate son."

Zhu Chuanren took a breath, it would be fine if it was his biological child, he was afraid of such an illegitimate child.

Although most illegitimate children are not favored, some fathers cannot help but prefer illegitimate children.

If Zhu Chuanren's guess is correct, Agathe is like this. Maybe he feels indebted, maybe he loves his mother. No matter what the reason is, Agathe's father will pour resources into him.

As for why they were sent to the far east, it was probably because they were afraid of causing unnecessary trouble at home.

Moreover, if a general with great military exploits wants to use a small concession as his own 'fief', no one will have any objection. Otherwise, if the general's heart is chilled, who will lead the troops to fight in the future?
No wonder Agathe took action boldly as soon as he came up, no wonder Pierre dared to be angry but dared not speak out, no wonder Kant was beaten and ran away, the reason was found, it is not his own inability to blame, the other party has cheated, so how can we play this?
Zhu Chuanren's face was as dark as water. He didn't want to have a violent conflict with the Gauls, but sometimes, it was simply forced by the situation. If he wanted to blame it, he was too high-profile. If he didn't want to offend anyone, offend him Zhu Chuanren!

"Third Young Master, what should we do?"

Zhu Chuanren took a deep breath:

"Do you know where that Agathe lives?"

"I know, it's just over Fuxi Road, not far from Kande's house."

"Come on, let's go."

"Don't you need an appointment?"

"No~"

People are riding on your neck, and you still make an appointment!
Zhu Chuanren went out, his footsteps were hurried, and he was caught by the family members who were coming downstairs one after another. Everyone was a little worried. Zhu Chuanren's behavior from the time he came back yesterday to now was too weird. Everyone was not blind, so it was impossible not to guess. He must have guessed it. Something happened.

They didn't dare to ask Zhu Chuanren, and they didn't have much scruples about the fourth child. They pulled him to ask questions, but Zhu Chuanjie's mouth was like a door that was locked and couldn't be knocked open.

We arrived at Fuxi Road by car. It was the time when people went to work and go to school. There were many pedestrians on the road, which somewhat blocked traffic.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly and there were no obstacles.

A white Baroque building stands next to Fuxi Road, with three floors. It is very gorgeous. This is Agathe's home. As expected of a general, she can live in a mansion as soon as she comes.

"Third Young Master, this is it." Lao Tan said, pointing to the house across the street.

"Well, let's go and call the door!"

Zhu Chuanren asked Lao Tan to carry random gifts bought on the street, which cost less than 20 yuan in total.

Come to the door and ring the bell.

Soon, a maid in maid uniform opened the door and looked at Zhu Chuanren and Lao Tan doubtfully:

"Who are you looking for?"

Yo~ I can also speak Chinese.

"If I may excuse you, is Mr. Agathe at home?" Zhu Chuanren behaved very politely and bowed slightly.

"Yes, who are you?"

"His friend, please inform him."

"Okay~ Please wait a moment!"

The maid was very cautious and did not invite anyone in. Instead, she closed the door first before asking for permission.

After waiting for about five minutes, just when Zhu Chuanren was about to become impatient, the door opened again, and the maid invited the two in with a smile:
"Please come in. Sir is washing up. Wait a moment. What would you like to drink?"

"Is there any coffee?"

Zhu Chuanren didn't sleep all night and needed coffee to cheer him up.

"Okay, please take a seat, the coffee will be here soon."

This is a typical Baroque style mansion with very gorgeous interior decoration. A large number of paintings and crystal lighting make the interior beautiful and give you a sense of being on the Champs-Elysees.

Sitting on the fabric sofa, Zhu Chuanren was in no mood to look around. He squinted his eyes and thought about how to talk to Agathe for a while.

At this time, the maid brought coffee and a few snacks.

After Zhu Chuanren thanked him, he had no scruples at all and finished the coffee and snacks in three strokes. He ate as if he hadn't eaten for several months. It was so windy that even the maid was shocked.

"Um~ Well, how about I give you some more?"

"No, thank you~" Zhu Chuanren put down the coffee cup, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and then waited quietly.

About ten minutes later, footsteps came from the stairs, and a white man in a sapphire blue velvet suit came down the stairs.

The opponent has a tall and straight figure with broad shoulders. He looks to be 180 centimeters tall, giving him a strong visual impact.

But as he walked closer, an indescribable smell hit his face.

Zhu Chuanren, who had just returned from Europe, knew that this was the unique odor of white people, a typical example of incomplete evolution.

However, he hid it well and no one noticed anything strange about him.

"I don't remember that I have any Chinese friends!" The other person spoke with strong pride.

Although the accent was unpleasant, he could understand it, and Zhu Chuanren breathed a sigh of relief.

He came in such a hurry that he forgot to bring a translator, and he didn't remember until he got to the door.

Fortunately, the other party can speak Chinese, which shows that Agathe came prepared.

"Mr. Agathe was joking. If you didn't have it before, you won't have it. You can have it in the future."

His words were a bit convoluted. Agathe’s half-knowledge of Chinese was not enough to understand him, so he frowned and asked:
"Speak simply, I don't understand."

"It means that we can be friends in the future, as long as you want, Mr. Agathe."

"I don't think this is necessary?" Agathe pretended to tug at the collar of his suit, obviously not paying attention to Zhu Chuanren.

Then he sat down, frowned and asked:

"As a gentleman, shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

Zhu Chuanren cursed in his heart: Am I dating you as a gentleman?
Complaints are complaints, but I still made an honest introduction.

"So you are that Young Master Zhu San?"

When he said this, Agathe had a mocking look on his face, obviously not taking Zhu Chuanren's name into consideration.

"Exactly, I wonder if I have offended Director Agathe in any way? If so, please tell me."

"You didn't offend me, but you offended the great Gallic rooster. You used your dirty money to corrupt a gentleman from Gaul. It is an unforgivable crime!"

Agathe was furious without warning, pointed at Zhu Chuanren's nose and cursed.

Zhu Chuanren had a stern look on his face, knowing that there might be nothing he could do about it. If that was the case, he wouldn't pretend anymore:
"You'd better think clearly before speaking. You must know that this is China, not your motherland."

"How dare you threaten me?" Agathe looked at him in disbelief.

"So what? Director Agathe, I came here with good intentions, but you threw my good intentions to the ground and crushed them severely. In this case, I don't have to save face for you."

Agathe laughed angrily:

"Okay, very good, then I want to see why you don't save face for me!"

"We'll see. By the way, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you continue to target me, any trading company, and Director Kant, then you will definitely not be able to bear the consequences!"

After saying that, Zhu Chuanren stood up and left Agathe's house without looking back.

Rather than being driven away, it is better to leave on your own initiative.

No matter how angry Agathe was behind his back, after Zhu Chuanren got into the car, his face was clouded, and he felt like a heavy rain was falling anytime and anywhere.

"Third Young Master, where are we going?"

"Go find Kant!"

"Yes~"

Kant's house is very close to here, just a step on the accelerator.

Lao Tan stepped forward and called the door. After waiting for a long time, a sleepy Kant yawned and opened the door.

Seeing Zhu Chuanren's face, he was stunned for a moment and said in surprise:
"You're back?"

"It seems that you are in good condition and you have not become depressed because of this little blow."

Kant shrugged his shoulders:

"This little blow can't knock me down!"

"Then I'll be relieved. Why don't you invite me in and sit down?"

"Come in, casual, we're all friends, but why are you here so early?"

Kant poured him a glass of water and then sat opposite Zhu Chuanren.

"Actually, I just came out of Agathe's house." Zhu Chuanren said truthfully.

"I guess you will go back to find him. The result will definitely dissatisfy you, right?"

"That's a spoiled idiot!" Zhu Chuanren gave an accurate evaluation.

"Haha~ Yes, he's just a giant baby, but don't underestimate him. His background is very profound, and I can't afford to offend him anyway."

Kant laughed at himself and then said:
"So, have you figured out how to break the situation?"

"There are two ways, either we bow our heads and admit defeat, and then get out of the French Concession with our tail between our legs!"

Kant shook his head:

"I don't want it. Only in the concession, I am a respected director of Kant. If I go elsewhere, I will be nothing!"

This man really knows himself.

"Then there is only the second way!"

"any solution?"

Zhu Chuanren leaned forward and motioned Kant to come over. After whispering a few words in his ear, Kant looked at him with a horrified look on his face:
"Are you crazy?"

Zhu Chuanren resumed his sitting posture with a leisurely expression, spread his hands and said:

"Do you think I'm crazy?" "But how dare you? That's it, that's it"

"What are you afraid of? Don't forget whose territory this is. If his father wants revenge, he can't send his troops to China, right? Even if he has this ability, you can guarantee that the big men in your country will Allow him to do this?"

Kant opened his mouth and his eyes widened, still looking unbelievable.

"If you want to achieve something big, you can't look forward and backward. You should know very well that unless Agathe dies, you and I will not have a good life!" Zhu Chuanren analyzed with him rationally.

"but."

"Stop being stubborn, let me ask you, do you still want to restore your family's glory?"

"Of course I do!"

"Do you still want to make more money to provide for yourself in the future?"

"Of course I do!"

"Do you still want to do whatever you want in the French Concession and be admired by thousands of people?"

"Of course I do!"

Zhu Chuanren spread his hands:
"Does all this have to do with your title of director? You should know very well that if you give Agathe some more time, your title will not be guaranteed!"

When Kant thought about losing everything, he was trembling with fear. At the same time, the little devil in his heart gradually emerged, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"He forced me to do it. If you want to blame it, it's his fault, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhu Chuanren raised the corners of his mouth, and the fish took the bait.

"That's right, Kant, you have to understand that I am doing this all for you."

This was a change of concept, but Kant, who was already stunned, didn't hear it at all.

"Thank you, Zhu! You are my brother forever!"

"My pleasure, Sir Conde!"

Zhu Chuanren once again restored this title that always made him happy, and he was almost deceived.

"Then what do you say?"

"Simple, find a seriously ill patient who is not far away from death. He must be white, not Chinese!"

"why?"

"Because it would be the first thing people think of a conflict with me, but if it were a white person, I would have a reason to take it out of it."

Kant nodded:
"That makes sense, then what?"

"Then? It's very simple. Give him a sum of money, promise him some promises, and then give him some good wine. The next step is to wait for the opportunity."

Kant's reaction was not slow and he followed Zhu Chuanren's train of thought and said:
"A dying man who drinks alcohol all day long accidentally drives and kills the general's son, emm~ Not bad, I like this plot."

Zhu Chuanren smiled slightly:
"This is not enough. After the incident, out of fear and knowing that he was not far from death, this person chose to commit suicide. One life for another, fair!"

Kant's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. This reason is so perfect that even if Edogawa and Holmes merge, they still can't solve the case!
He punched hard:
"I know what to do."

"Well, you are responsible for finding someone to make arrangements, and I am responsible for paying for and planning the route. Kant, don't hesitate, do it as soon as possible!"

He gritted his molar teeth and nodded fiercely:
"Don't worry, I'll find someone today!"

"Then I'll wait for your news. Farewell!"

Two days later, the headlines of major newspapers in Shanghai published a news. Agathe, the new director of the French Concession Public Affairs Bureau, was hit by a drunk old man driving a car in front of his home. He was rescued and temporarily escaped. life-threatening.

The driver who caused the accident chose to commit suicide by taking poison out of guilt.

In the Kande family, Zhu Chuanren could still maintain his composure, but Kant was not that good at cultivating his qi. In a short while, he had already smashed several vases.

"Fuck! You bastard! You can't even kill anyone, you loser! You deserve to die!"

Zhu Chuanren frowned and looked at him:
"There's no point getting angry, what we should be thinking about now is how to make up for it!"

"How to make up for it? Guangci Hospital is now surrounded by people from the police department. General Director Pierre has also sent people to be concerned. There is no chance to make up for it."

Zhu Chuanren shook his head:
"There is no perfect defense in this world. As long as there are people involved, there must be weaknesses!" Zhu Chuanren said quietly.

These words made the furious Kant suddenly calm down:

"what do you mean?"

"Doctors at Guangci Hospital should also have a living, right? To live, you need money!"

Kant frowned slightly:

"But this would expose us, and the human traces are too heavy."

"No! That bastard Agathe is only temporarily out of danger, not permanently out of danger. In other words, there is still the possibility of recurrence. Adding a little medicine can cause the injury to relapse, which cannot be found out at all."

Kant rubbed his chin:

"It seems to make sense~"

"As for whether the doctor will be exposed, we just need to catch him."

Kant nodded:

"I understand, I will arrange this."

"Well, I will go to Guangci Hospital in a while, just in the name of seeing a doctor."

"Does it fit?"

"What's inappropriate? It would be a guilty conscience if I didn't go."

"Okay~"

Building No. 9 of Guangci Hospital, the foreign ward building, was built in 1910 when the hospital was founded. It is one of the earliest and most important buildings of Guangci Hospital.

The building faces south from the north, where it can be used to escape the heat in the summer and to relax in the sun in the winter. There is a corridor along the house, connecting the north and the south, and is used to specially treat foreign patients.

It is a two-story French-style building with red brick exterior walls inlaid with white glass window frames. At the entrance, there are left and right curved stairs that spiral up to the second floor. The handrails and railings are all mahogany color, exuding solid elegance.

A European-style three-story chandelier hangs straight from the second floor to the first floor, emitting a soft copper-colored light.

The sunlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and turned into a milky white color, shining in the corridor and blocking out the noise outside the window.

And a foundation has been built right next to Building 8, which is the future Building [-] and is going to be used as an obstetrics and gynecology building.

Next to the foundation is a rendering of Building [-], which is purely hand-painted.

As can be seen from the renderings, this is a two-and-a-half-story brick and wood structure building with rich and unique shapes, thick body, sharp lines, and concave and convex.

The eaves are equipped with wooden corbels and decorative strips, and its red brick exterior walls show a sense of stability and grandeur. The French dormer windows on the roof are the most characteristic features of the French Renaissance period.

Guangci Hospital was built at the beginning of this century. In order to expand the influence of Catholicism, the bishop of the Catholic Diocese of Jiangnan purchased 165 acres of land on the east side of Father Jin Road in the French Concession to open a hospital.

Construction began in 1906. In the first phase, four two-story Western-style brick and wood structure buildings were built, one for nuns, one for staff, and two for patients.

The early hospital was full of religious atmosphere. When it opened on October 1907, 10, it was named "Guangci Hospital" and was called "St. Mary's Hospital" within the church.

At that time, there were only two French doctors in the hospital. They mainly managed inpatients, while nuns administered medicine to outpatients.

The reason why it is said to have a strong religious atmosphere is that you can tell by looking at the glass windows. They are still filled with stained glass, just like Catholic churches. Some of the glass windows are even collaged with images of angels with growing wings.

When Zhu Chuanren came to the hospital, he found that it was surrounded by layers of people, half military and half police, including foreigners and Chinese.

He originally wanted to sign up and go directly to visit, but after entering the hospital, he found that the inspection was very strict. He changed his mind and checked into the internal medicine department, prescribed some medicine to treat diarrhea, and left the hospital.

Back in the car, Lao Tan was stunned for a moment:
"Third Young Master, are you done with the visit?"

"I didn't go in. The investigation was too strict. Even ordinary patients had to be asked questions and still got into trouble."

"Where are we going now?"

Zhu Chuanren was about to go home when he suddenly found a super mansion near the hospital, covering a very large area. He couldn't help but ask:

"Whose house is this?"

Lao Tan took a look and said uncertainly:
"I heard that there is a director of the Ministry of Industry Bureau who lives in the French Concession and bought land and built a building by himself. Could it be this manor?"

"Which director?"

"What does it seem to be called Maris?" Lao Tan said vaguely, obviously he was not sure either.

Maris?
Zhu Chuanren's eyes lit up. He remembered that there was a general director of the Ministry of Industry Bureau with this name.

If it was really him, it would be an unexpected surprise.

At this time, the tallow leaves in Maris Garden are soaked in the richness of autumn. The sunlight shines on the leaves, which are transparent red. The autumn colors in the French Concession are warm and graceful.

Maris is the younger son of the British adventurer and director of the Horse Racing Association Maris Sr. Maris majored in architecture, and his private residence was naturally designed by himself. This residence is very new and should have just been built. It was completed not long ago.

Several thoughts flashed through Zhu Chuanren's mind, asking Lao Tan to check the information about the owner of this garden.

Compared to investigating Agathe, Maris' information is almost made public and is easy to check.

The information shows that Maris was born in Shanghai. He is 36 years old this year. He studied at Xitong Public School when he was young. He left Shanghai to study around the world when he was 13 years old. In 1906, the 23-year-old Maris returned to the place of his birth.

His father, Maris Sr., was a native of Northern Ireland, a bold adventurer and a legend in the business world of Shanghai.

Maris Sr. was born in the United Kingdom. He came to Shanghai to start from scratch in the middle of the last century. He first worked as an accountant at the British HSBC Bank, then worked at the Horse Racing Association, and finally became the general director of the Horse Racing Association.

Old Maris bought real estate in Shanghai, married the daughter of the owner of the English newspaper "Zilin Xibao", and became the chairman of "Zilinxi Bao".

After inheriting the family business, Maris soon became a shrewd real estate developer and financier. He established and designed the Dehe Bank and No. 17 Zilin Building on the Bund.

Later, he bought land on Father Jin Road near the hospital and built a British pastoral villa covering an area of ​​nearly 8 square meters. Greening accounted for more than [-]% of the total area.

Lao Tan even transferred the files of Maris Garden from the public affairs office. It covers a total area of ​​approximately 77212 square meters and a construction area of ​​9855 square meters. It is composed of four elegant and unique garden residences with different styles.

Four European-style buildings with different styles are scattered in the garden with green grass and towering ancient trees.

There are pavilions, platforms, rockeries, wisteria trellises, grape trellises, small bridges, lakes, and fountains around the large lawn. The scenery is pleasant in all seasons.

Under the whirling green plane trees, there is a row of high walls inlaid with glazed tiles. Within the walls is a huge garden, offering tranquility amidst the bustle.

The lush lawns, giant camphor trees, wisteria trellises, grape trellises and shrubs overlap each other, making the place full of vitality.

There are fountains, small bridges and pavilions scattered among the green grass. The snow-white little angel sculptures dance in the high fountain, which is cute and lively.

Just looking at the archives makes people fascinated. If you are in them, you will definitely be more emotional.

After getting this information, Zhu Chuanren had someone send him a greeting card, and he soon received a reply from the other party, inviting him to Maris Garden as a guest and enjoy afternoon tea.

The next day, Zhu Chuanren arrived at Maris Garden as scheduled.

Entering the garden from the east gate, the first thing you see is a main building and an auxiliary building.

The two buildings are connected into one, and the building plan forms an "L" shape. The shape is unique, full of change and harmony.

The main building covers an area of ​​more than 1300 square meters. It is a two-story brick and wood structure residence with a magnificent architectural layout and belongs to the British neoclassical mansion architectural style.

The building draws on the palace style from the early years of Louis XIV to the early years of Louis XVI.

The architectural layout is grand, with a gentle hipped roof, covered with red tiles, with tooth-shaped decoration on the cornice, and unique fireplace chimneys on the gable side extending out of the roof in groups of three or two.

The walls are made of red bricks, and the clustered columns at the corners are veneered with white stone. Part of the gables and part of the second-floor walls reveal dark wooden frames. The exterior colors are harmonious yet bright.

Although it is a two-story brick and wood structure residence, its architectural layout is grand, and a pair of Chinese-style stone lions in front of the door have a majestic look.

This is the "Tanjing Temple" in the Song Dynasty, and the stone lion is guarding the entrance to the temple.

There are two buildings at the back, located in the deepest part of the garden, with a construction area of ​​900 square meters. They are modern-style Western-style buildings with gorgeous shapes.

The majestic marble columns and many unique round windows and stained glass that can only be seen in photos. The round windows are engraved with willows, white stones, bamboos, etc. The pictures are very exquisite, just like the scenes in traditional Chinese paintings. meticulous painting;
The stained glass has graceful patterns, magnificent colors and lifelike colors. There is a corridor on the ground floor and a large lawn under the steps.

To the northeast of the garden is an independent Italian Renaissance-style manor villa with red walls and sloping roof.

Because Maris liked running dogs and horses, there was also a group of exquisitely built stables and dog sheds on the west side of this large garden.

Zhu Chuanren walked for several minutes just from the gate to the garden pavilion, which shows how large the garden covers.

If it were just a large area, it would be fine, but every inch of land has the most unique landscape. This is what is surprising. This shows how amazing Maris's talent is as an architectural designer.

Finally, under the leadership of his servant, Zhu Chuanren met Maris, a handsome white man.

"Mr. Zhu, welcome to Maris Garden as a guest."

"It's my pleasure, Director Maris."

"Just call me Gordon, if you are willing to treat me as a friend." Maris winked at Zhu Chuanren playfully.

"Of course, I don't think anyone would want to be friends with someone like you, right?"

"why?"

"Because you have money."

"Ahahaha~ I like your honesty, Mr. Zhu."

"It's just the truth~"

"But as far as I know, the Zhu family's financial resources are also very strong."

"It's not as good as your family. All we earn is hard-earned money, but we still have to be plotted by others. It's tiring."

Maris was stunned for a moment, and then said meaningfully:
"I thought Mr. Zhu was here to make friends. Did he actually ask me for help?"

"No, making friends is real. As for helping, I won't need it for the time being. I can solve it."

"Is it true? There are rumors that Director Agathe's accident was caused by you."

"Slander! Chi Guoguo's slander!"

"Well, no one wants to admit it even if it is!"

Zhu Chuanren shook his head:
"Although I have this motive, I don't have the courage. I just want to earn some pocket money as I should. How dare I offend a director?"

"I don't believe this, Mr. Zhu, are you really not here to ask me for help?"

"If so, would you like to help?"

"I don't want to. As you said, no one would offend a director for no reason, especially if the other party has a good background."

Zhu Chuanren spread his hands:
"So, I am self-aware~"

Maris nodded:

"Okay, then I believe you are here to make friends with me. Come on, try my afternoon tea. Is it to your liking?"

Zhu Chuanren took a quick look and saw that they were Chinese dim sum, both sweet and salty, and the tea was also Chinese black tea. He looked at the other party in surprise:

"I didn't expect that Director Maris also likes Chinese culture."

"I'm half Chinese. After all, I was born here. I love every plant and tree here."

"No wonder your Chinese is as good as mine."

"Haha, I have always been proud of this." Maris laughed, and it can be seen that he is a relatively cheerful person.

Or maybe it’s because I’m still young, so I haven’t developed the bad habits of those old-school rich people.

Communicating with Maris is even more pleasant than communicating with Kant.

Zhu Chuanren pinched a small piece of biscuit and put it into his mouth. It had a texture similar to peach cake, sweet and soft. With a sip of black tea and the sun shining on his body, the happiest moment in the world was nothing more than this.

At this time, a white girl in a princess dress came from a distance. Seeing Maris's enthusiastic wave, Zhu Chuanren thought she was his girlfriend or wife.

But Maris followed up by saying:
"My sister is here, just in time to introduce you to her."

"Helen, come on, let me introduce you to a friend, Zhu Chuanren, the third young master of the Zhu family." Maris said in Chinese. Obviously this girl can also speak Chinese.

"Hello, Master Zhu San, welcome to the manor as a guest."

"Thank you, Miss Helen. Your smile is as warm and charming as the afternoon sun."

Zhu Chuanren took the other person's hand, bowed slightly, and used the tip of his nose to clean the smooth back of the hand. His gentlemanly etiquette surprised the other person.

"I didn't expect Young Master Zhu San to know Western etiquette."

"I actually just got back from my honeymoon in Europe."

Maris was surprised and said:

"Are you married?"

"Yes~"

"Wow, tell me, what is it like to get married?"

Maris is still unmarried, but a man like him cannot be short of women.

"How to describe it? It should be pretty good." Zhu Chuanren said briefly.

"What kind of answer is that?"

"In fact, I don't have a deeper experience. After all, newlyweds are always happy."

"Okay, I'll spare you."

Helen sat between Zhu Chuanren and Maris, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said intoxicatedly:

"I have always felt that the taste of Chinese black tea is more mellow, without adding sugar or milk, and the taste is richer."

Zhu Chuanren really admired these brothers and sisters for understanding Chinese culture.

(End of this chapter)