Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Lebua Riddle was even more shy, and wanted to soak his face in coffee.

Locke then remembered that there were only two or three women in his class, and they were all very ordinary-looking girls. Lebua Riddle must have seen too little of the world.

"Dear beautiful ladies, madam, this is the company's business license, and this is the design drawing of the bicycle."

Lawyer Cardo Babu cooperated to show the documents to the shareholders.

The shareholders took them to their lawyers for inspection.

After the lawyer confirmed that these were legal and not forged, Locke continued,

"This is the contract, you can take a look, if there is no problem, we will sign."

Lawyer Cardo Babu handed the contract to Lucy, Judith and others.

They began to carefully check the contract.

The waiter brought up the beautifully arranged dessert.

Mrs. Malvina was the first to finish reading the contract. It was not because she was fast, but because she was not interested in textual things like contracts. She took a look and threw it to the lawyer. As long as the lawyer said there was no problem, she would sign.

She held her chin with one hand and smiled at Locke.

"Locke, I haven't seen Sieg lately. Do you know where he went?"

"He's still working in the Sheriff Court. Does Madam Malvina have anything to say to him? I can help pass it on."

Well, if it's too private, forget it.

Locke added in his heart.

Mrs. Malvina shook her head, "It's nothing big. Count Hagen will hold a homecoming ball for his daughter in three days. Can you ask him if he will go?"

"No need to ask, he will definitely go."

Locke said.

"Why?"

Mrs. Malvina asked puzzledly.

"Sieg will not miss any ball, nor will he miss any opportunity to contact the ladies. Malvina, you are not attracted to him, are you? I advise you not to fall into it. He is a famous playboy."

Judith persuaded.

Mrs. Malvina opened her mouth slightly and wanted to argue, but she finally chose to eat dessert and stopped talking.

"In fact, it was because Sieg saved Count Hagen's daughter that he was invited to the ball." Locke explained for his colleagues. Mrs. Malvina raised her head, her eyes slightly shining, as if Sieg's image in her mind had been saved again. Locke didn't know whether he was hurting her or helping her by doing this. But he knew that this lonely woman must have been ignited by the flame of love by Sieg. It can be seen from the look in her eyes when she mentioned Sieg. Judith curled her lips. Although she had a fleeting relationship with Sieg, she didn't take Sieg seriously at all. She preferred the shy fledglings, such as Lebua Riddle. In order to prevent Lebua Riddle from being seduced by a socialite like Judith and not concentrating on inventing, Locke pretended to stretch and stretched his legs to kick Judith's long legs back. Although it was not gentlemanly enough, this subconscious action would not cause others to be disgusted. Everyone would think that Locke did not mean it. Before this, who knew that Judith's legs could stretch so long?

"Ah."

Judith screamed when she was kicked, and she pulled her foot back in pain.

"I'm sorry, Miss Judith, I accidentally kicked you. Oh, damn, I moved today and did a day of cleaning. I was really tired and didn't see the scenery under the table."

Locke blamed himself.

Judith waved her hand, "It's okay, you didn't mean it."

"Are you okay? Judith?"

Lucy asked with concern.

Judith shook her head, "Locke Bemon is worthy of working in the Justice Court."

"I'm so sorry."

Locke apologized again.

"I think the contract is fine, but isn't the equity given to me too much? Didn't you say you would give me 30% before? Why did it become 60%?"

Lucy put down the contract with a puzzled look on her face.

Locke explained, "At the beginning, Miss Lucy invested 5,000 Jinmik, accounting for 30%, which was reasonable, but 20,000 Jinmik, accounting for only 30%, was too much of a loss, so we had to readjust the equity ratio. Of course, this is also the biggest concession we can make at present."

"Okay, if that's the case, then I have no problem."

Lucy wanted to say that she didn't need to do this for her, but in business, she was indeed the one who paid the most money, and 60% was not excessive.

Besides, 20,000 Jinmik was not something she could take out just by saying so, and it had to go through her father.

It was indeed more certain to convince her father with 60% of the shares.

"As for the funds, I may have to pay in installments, and the first payment can be 5,000 Jinmik."

"No problem."

Half an hour later, Lucy and her lawyers had read all the documents and contracts, raised some questions about the details, and lawyer Cardo Babu gave answers.

The lawyers of both sides spent another hour on a round of discussion, and finally revised several contract issues and reached a final clause.

In the end, everyone raised their black coffee glasses.

"I hope our cooperation goes smoothly."

"Happy cooperation."

Several noble ladies left in a special carriage, and Lucy got in a black private car.

"Locke, do you need me to take you there?"

Lucy asked in a friendly manner, rolling down the car window.

Locke shook his head, "No, thank you, we can just take the carriage back."

The performance of private cars in this era was not good, and they often broke down, and the speed was not as fast as rail trains.

When the bicycle plan was successful, Locke felt that the next step was that the bicycle company could design a new type of private car.

Lucy retracted her head with regret. She had wanted to talk more about the business plan with Locke in the car, but now it seemed that she could only wait until the return ball of Count Hagen's daughter in three days.

She couldn't help but look forward to the arrival of this ball, even though she was not the protagonist.

"Locke, Miss Lucy is so beautiful, and so generous and easy to talk to."

Lebua Riddle sighed as he watched the private car leave.

"Miss Lucy's character is indeed worthy of praise, but I advise you not to have any fantasies about this kind of noble lady."

Locke reminded that he didn't want his partner to be a love-brained person who wanted to pursue the lady of a wealthy family before his career was successful, and finally got frustrated and heartbroken, and didn't even want to do inventions.

"I... How can I be worthy of Miss Lucy."

Lebua Riddle said with his head down, his cheeks slightly flushed, and he thought of Judith's long legs seducing him.

"Miss Judith is really too bold."

"You'd better stay away from that woman, don't let her take advantage of you."

Locke reminded.

Although his classmate is not handsome, he is a pure boy.

"What advantage can I take? It's you, Locke. I see Miss Lucy and the others like you very much."

Lebua Riddle said enviously.

"They don't like me, but the value I can bring to them. When the bicycle you invented comes out, they will like you."

Locke encouraged.

Lebua Riddle swallowed his saliva, took off his felt hat, and nodded heavily, "I will work hard."

"Lawyer Cardo Babu, thank you for your hard work."

Locke said to Lawyer Cardo Babu.

Lawyer Cardo Babu shook his head, "No, this is what I should do."

"Let's stop here today. I have to go back too. Lawyer Cardo Babu, Leib A Riddle, goodbye."

The three said goodbye at the door of the coffee shop.

When Locke returned to the East District, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, but the Wells District was still brightly lit.

The carriage Locke was riding in once again passed by a familiar carriage.

Kosork's carriages are divided into small, medium and large carriages. Small and medium carriages are generally driven by 1 to 2 horses, while large carriages are driven by 4 to 6 horses. The 8-horse carriage is exclusive to the royal family and cannot be used by civilians.

There are only three styles of small carriages: the frugal style of the West District, the luxurious style of the East District, and the pragmatic style of the Tre District between the two.

There are no decorations or pendants on the frugal carriage. The body is brown, with only simple mahogany paint on the roof and bottom. It is driven by the most common Kosork black-tailed horse, and the coachman is also wearing his own clothes, which looks very casual.

The luxurious carriage is not only carved with complex patterns, but also has various beautiful sculptures on the roof. Various exquisite pendants are hung on the edge of the carriage, mainly in black and gold. Even the horses are Yorkshire red date horses, with luxurious feather reins on the horse's face, and the mane and tail are neatly cut. The driver also pays attention to dressing appropriately, wearing a suit specially made by the coachman. This kind of suit is looser in design and very different from the suits that gentlemen wear on a daily basis.

The pragmatic carriages in the Tre District are also mainly black, but there are no extra decorations on the roof and the edges of the carriages. The interior is relatively comfortable, with soft cushions and exquisite curtains. It is the first choice of the middle class. The horses used are also local black-tailed horses. When choosing the high-quality black-tailed horses with strong bodies and graceful postures, they are faster than ordinary horses, but not as fast as red date horses.

The carriage that Locke is riding now is the brown-wood carriage of the West District's frugal style.

The carriage that passed by this carriage sideways was a white carriage.

This carriage does not belong to any style of carriage in Kosork. It is white all over, and even the horses pulling the carriage are white, which is impressive.

The last time Locke saw it was last night.

At that time, a beautiful blonde woman was sitting in the car.

Her face was the same as Christa's.

Locke felt a chill on his back and held his breath.

It was not until the lady in the carriage opened the curtains and revealed a strange face that Locke breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a very beautiful red-haired woman in her thirties. There is no expression on her face. She glanced at Locke and then looked away.

He almost thought he had met Christa again.

This carriage is really unforgettable. However, on the streets of Koselke, this kind of carriage from other places occasionally appears, either from neighboring cities, or is a private customized model launched by the carriage company. It is not a strange thing. At most, it will arouse the curiosity of some passers-by.

After Locke's brown carriage went away, the voices of two women in the carriage sounded.

"Is it him?"

"There is a familiar smell. If he is not a witch, then he must have a witch around him and has come into contact with the witch's book."

"He seemed to be afraid and scared just now. Does he know you?"

"Maybe he doesn't know me, but he has come into contact with the music box."

"He touched the music box but didn't die? He must be from the Bureau of Strange Investigation."

"Anyway, we finally found a clue. This is a good thing for me. Suna, keep an eye on him."

"Do you want to follow him to his residence now?"

"No, I don't want to attract the attention of the Bureau of Strange Investigation. You have a better way to contact him."

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Locke listened to the conversation between the two women in the white carriage, and his heart was hanging again.

"Driver, please go to No. 34 Wells Road, East District."

Chapter 102, this damn competitive spirit!

Late at night, the Sixth Bureau of Strange Investigation.

The door of the Bureau of Strange Investigation was closed, so Locke had to use the combination of [Long Hair Art] and [Body Coordination] to climb up from the floor, climb to the window sill of the second-floor office, and jump in through the open window.