From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 350 New Home
1927, April 1.

Early in the morning, the movers sent by the authorities arrived at the rental apartment on time.

A group of six or seven strong men in uniform efficiently emptied Gillan's luggage and transported it to the military pickup truck parked downstairs.

Before leaving, he did not forget to clean the rental apartment thoroughly to avoid any negative impact on Minister Gillan's reputation.

In addition, there was a 25-member military team accompanying them, who were guarding the surroundings with guns, asking the surrounding neighbors and passers-by to stop and look.

After some inquiries, they found out that Foreign Minister Gillan Ilos lived here, which amazed them.

Ever since the national broadcast declaring war yesterday, news about this young foreign minister has begun to spread like crazy.

Now that they know he used to live here, the residents of Price Street can't help but feel proud.

But looking at the current situation, Foreign Minister Gilan is going to move... The onlookers secretly felt regretful.

"Sir, all your luggage has been moved. This is the list I recorded. Please review it and confirm it."

As Jilan walked out of the corridor, a young man in a suit and tie came up to him and handed him a list with a few nervous words, which listed the names of many items in black pen.

Jilan took it, looked at it twice, and nodded:
"No problem, that's all. Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

The young man was delighted to be recognized and quickly lowered his head to respond.

He turned sideways again and raised his hand to gesture:
"Please get in the car. We will escort you all the way to 9 Morales Street in the central Triumphal District and prepare your new home for you."

"Thank you."

Jilan pinched the brim of his hat and said something, then he got into another black car with his cane.

Then, the motorcade left Price Street in a hurry, leaving a group of onlookers talking about the incident.

While the vehicle is driving.

Jilan lay back in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.

Last night he talked with Miss Torina for a long time in the Black Castle and drank three pots of scented tea.

Both parties enjoyed themselves.

Gilan thanked her in person, but Tolina didn't say much, just smiled, as if she was happy for helping Gilan.

At that time, her originally weak and pale cheeks became much rosier, which still impressed Jilan until now.

Perhaps because she inherited the good qualities of both her parents, Miss Torina's appearance can definitely be called perfect.

Even her plain clothes and her bare face could not hide her beauty. But Jilan had never paid attention to this.

'I promised Miss Tolina that I would bring her some sticky bark milk tea and snowflake cake next time I visit her.'

Gillan thought.

During the chat, he mentioned to Miss Tolina some of the foods he often ate, which aroused her curiosity and interest.

So Jilan agreed to bring some for her to try next time he visited her.

Torina was looking forward to this very much.

Time passed quietly.

It takes about an hour to drive from North Muse to Triumph District. The convoy finally arrived at No. 9 Morales Street at around ten o'clock.

The soldiers quickly got off the car and stood guard around, while the group of strong men in uniform began to work hard to carry the luggage.

Everything is so orderly.

Gillan had nothing to do with the whole process.

So, he walked into his new home by himself.

This high-end independent apartment, donated by the head of state himself, is gray and white in color, with four floors, a loft and a balcony. It also has a separate courtyard, lawn and parking area.

Although it has been idle for a long time, it seems that someone comes to take care of and clean it on time, so it looks very clean.

Jilan took a quick look around the place and found that all the furniture and appliances were available. He didn't need to worry about anything and could just move in with his luggage.

According to the prices in the capital, and its location in the political core area of ​​the central Triumph District, the value of the Morales 9 apartment is at least more than 6500 caesars.

It can be seen that the head of state is not stingy towards the top leaders of the empire.

Gillan had inquired about it and learned that his position as executive minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs paid 200 caesars a month.

This income can be said to be very high.

After all, in the Bremen Empire, an annual income of 1000 Kaiser is a huge watershed...

If a family could earn over a thousand dollars a year, it would be enough to hire four maids (one for the kitchen, two for housekeeping, and one for babysitting), a coachman and a groom, and own two horses and a carriage.

Of course, with the development of empire technology and industry, families today may prefer cars.

But the cost of a car is no less than that of a horse-drawn carriage, and may even be higher.

In addition to his position as foreign minister, Guillen also served as the head of the second group of gravediggers, with a monthly salary of 300 caesars.

Adding the two together, his income as a civil servant amounted to 500 caesars.

It was certainly not enough for him to study mysticism and make medicine, but it was more than enough to sustain his life.

After a while.

Gillan's move was complete and everything was arranged.

He sat on the orange-skin sofa in the living room on the first floor and made a pot of tea. Opposite him, the young person in charge who had been following and supervising the whole process sat upright.

Jilan poured a cup of tea for the young man, who looked flattered and thanked him repeatedly.

"Sir, this is a list of the military's elite soldiers, and this is a list of the secretaries selected by the Secretariat."

The young man took out two thick stacks of documents from the briefcase at hand and handed them to Jilan respectfully.

"According to the specifications of your position, you will be provided with four military bodyguards and an assistant secretary."

"Well, let me see."

Gillan took the document and started looking through it.

Soon, he raised his brows.

Because those on the military's list can indeed be called elites, all of them are masters in strength, especially good at reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, and their close combat abilities and marksmanship are also strong.

Gillan also noticed that the list was marked with the word "Confidential" in scarlet, which clearly showed that the information of these military elites was not known to the public.

"These four people."

After looking at it for a while, he took out four resumes from the file and placed them on the coffee table.

The young man quickly took it, glanced at it, and said:

"Yes, sir. I will convey your intention to the military immediately. The four of them will report here tomorrow and will do their best to protect your safety during your tenure."

Gillan nodded and looked at the list of secretaries again.

The people on this list are all carefully selected by the Secretariat. They have outstanding ability to handle affairs, strong execution capabilities, and are meticulous in their work.

He casually flipped through them and found that most of them were women, so he wasn't picky and chose one that looked more pleasing to the eye.

"This one."

Gillan pulled out one of the resumes and put it on top.

The young man picked it up and took a look.

The photo shows a woman with a brown ponytail and two strands of curly hair hanging down in front of her forehead. She wears a pair of thick black-framed glasses and is very serious.

"Lenice Hayden, 27 years old, is currently a senior secretary in the Office of the Secretary. She has served as secretary to Mr. Clive Ballyman, the Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, and Ms. Olena Abbott, the Director of the Logistics Department. She has extensive experience in work."

"Okay, sir."

The young man said respectfully.

He stacked the five resumes selected by Gillan together, pinned them with a paper clip he carried with him, and carefully put them into a folder.

Immediately, the young man stood up and saluted.

"Then I will take my leave first."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jilan nodded.

After the young man left, he got up and went upstairs, found the master bedroom on the second floor, and began to pack his luggage. He sorted his clothes, shoes, socks, hats, and accessories into categories, and installed the projector in his bedroom.

As for the complicated alchemical instruments, Gillan placed them in the attic. He planned to use the attic as a place to study mysticism and make medicine.

After finishing all this, it was almost noon.

Jilan had just moved the last set of tables, chairs and bookcases to the attic when he heard the roar of a car engine downstairs, followed by the sound of the engine being shut down and a car door opening and closing.

'somebody is coming……'

He stopped what he was doing and left the attic, locking the door behind him.

When he arrived at the yard, Gillan saw a tall, brown-haired girl in a black uniform, standing outside the iron gate with a shoulder bag.

Gillan walked over and opened the door.

bang.

"Minister Gillan, Lanis Hayden reports in!"

The woman wearing black glasses folded her hands on her stomach, bowed slightly to Jilan and saluted.

"Pretty efficient." Gilan chuckled. "I just picked the list this morning, and you came here at noon."

"After learning about your general situation, I thought you must be short of manpower right now, so I came to see if I could be of any help."

"Come in, Miss Lenise."

Gillan gestured and smiled.

"Yes, sir." The woman stood up, adjusted her glasses, and followed.

As she walked along the lawn path, she took the opportunity to quietly observe the leader.

She listened to the speech yesterday and was quite impressed. At the same time, she also knew that the blond young man in front of her was the youngest foreign minister in the history of the empire.

Seeing it today satisfied her original curiosity, but more importantly, she was surprised.

Minister Gillan was much more approachable than she had imagined.

And, just as the rumors said, he was tall, with outstanding facial features and an indescribable aristocratic temperament.

Suddenly, Lanis felt lucky that she was chosen by the other party to serve as his personal assistant secretary.

"We must not let our superiors down and must give 100% of our energy to do everything well!"

Lanis secretly cheered herself up.

She pursed her lips and clenched her fists.

Although Gilan did not look back, his spiritual awareness was so high that he easily captured the subtle changes in Lanis.

He chuckled and shook his head.

When they sat down in the living room, Jilan was about to make tea for her, but unexpectedly the teapot was snatched away by the other party first.

"Sir, leave this matter to me."

Lanis said firmly.

Jilan was startled, and then saw her holding the teapot and rushing to the kitchen. After a while, she came back and poured a cup of hot tea for Jilan personally.

His movements are skillful and meticulous.

"Sir, please have some tea."

"Thank you." Jilan smiled.

Immediately, Lanis took out several documents from her bag, handed them over, and said:

"Before coming here, I screened twenty-one housekeeping companies for you and selected three of them. Here are the ones I think are good candidates."

"According to your residence, I think it would be best to hire a cook, a purchaser, two domestic maids and a butler."

"As for your means of transportation, the Logistics Department has equipped you with three latest-model 'Heavy Cavalry' sedans. They are bulletproof and extremely safe."

"The four military elites who are responsible for serving as your bodyguards also have driving skills, so we can save the expense of hiring a driver."

Jilan raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

He didn't expect that Lanis's professional level and work efficiency were so high, and she had done her homework before coming.

"Well done." Gilan praised. "Let's follow your suggestion."

"Yes, sir." Lanis raised her hand to her chest and lowered her head.

She hesitated for a moment and then said:

"I have no objection to the selection of the cook and the maid, but as for the butler, I'm afraid you will have to make the decision yourself."

"Huh?" Gillan was puzzled.

Lanis picked up the list on the coffee table and handed one of the lists over.

When Jilan took it and looked at it, he found a familiar face.

"Charles Farhan, male, 54 years old, has served as the chief steward of the Earl of Farhan's family (now abolished) and the Viscount Jacob's family. He has now resigned and is unemployed."

"Old Charles?" Gillan's eyes narrowed.

After the fall of the Earl of Farhan's family, the old butler followed Lady Signia's family to her mother's family, Viscount Jacob's family.

As for subsequent developments, Gillan had no idea.

Unexpectedly, such a once prominent butler is now unemployed.

Although old Charles was from the family of Count Farhan, Gillan had no ill feelings towards him. Instead, he respected him quite a bit.

Thinking back, it was the other party who drove him and Miss Aurora away from the bombed city of Brak, and took great care of them after they arrived in the capital.

Even the projector that is being used now is a good item that the old butler managed to find through some means.

"Well, let's choose him as the housekeeper."

Gillan pondered for a moment and decided on Old Charles.

At the same time, he raised his eyes, looked at his personal female secretary with a half-smile, and said softly:

"Thank you very much, Miss Lanis, for your detailed inquiry."

"Sorry sir."

Lanis lowered her head and said uneasily.

"In order to get to know you better, I have browsed some of your resume within my authority."

"Don't be nervous, I don't blame you."

Jilan withdrew his gaze, waved his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Hearing this, Lanis breathed a sigh of relief, but was suddenly surprised to find some cold sweat on her forehead.

For some reason, when she was being stared at by her superior just now, she felt an indescribable, creepy feeling in her heart.

This made Lanis feel even more awe for her new leader.

Jilan looked up at the clock and casually said:
"Lenice, have you had lunch?"

"Um...ah, sir, I haven't eaten yet!"

Lanis came back to her senses and said quickly.

Then, he explained with a little embarrassment:

"I received the appointment notice this morning. I was so excited that I have been screening housekeeping companies and... I also know your past, so..."

"It's lunchtime now. Do you want to eat something with me outside?"

Gilan stood up, took his coat and hat from the coat rack, and turned around to ask, leaning on his laughing stick.

Seeing the smile on the blond young man's face, Lanis' heart skipped a beat. She had worked as a secretary for several leaders, but this was the first time she felt so nervous.

"All...all at your command, sir."

She quickly stood up from the sofa, smoothed out the wrinkles on her black skirt, and picked up her shoulder bag.

Jilan pinched the brim of his hat, tilted his head slightly, and gestured to the door:
"Let's go, then. You drive."

(End of this chapter)