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On the contrary, he was a little lucky that Harley invited three other guests, otherwise Greg would definitely be able to drink with him until one or two in the middle of the night tonight.
After returning home, Hastur took a comfortable bath to recover from the dizzy feeling just now.
When he came out of the bath, it was already 11:50, so he had no desire to continue reading, and he felt a little sleepy.
Lying on the soft bed, I fell asleep soon.
Before going to bed, he whipped the djinn out of habit.
……
The next day, Hasta slept until half past ten before waking up. He went to the bathroom to freshen up, took another bath, and then changed into a new set of clothes and went out.
The Metropolitan Helping Household Servants Association is a very professional association that is good at providing suitable butlers and other staff for nobles or rich people.
It was raining lightly in Backlund today, and Hasta got off the carriage holding a black umbrella.
He came here today mainly to hire a suitable housekeeper and let him take care of all the trivial matters of life.
At the reception desk, Beilin looked at Hastur, who was folding his umbrella and walking towards her, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.
He is dressed in a neat yet elegant formal suit, with slightly curly blond hair, a face that makes people look at him more, and a hint of youthfulness all over his body.
Couldn't it be the young Baron Campbell?
Beilin had some guesses in her mind. She lowered her head and straightened her clothes. Then with a smile, she took the initiative to leave the reception desk and came forward to chat.
"Good morning, sir."
"Good morning, ma'am."
"Sir, is there anything I can do to help you? Yes, what should I call you?"
"Hasta Campbell, I need a good professional housekeeper."
Belin's eyes lit up and she sighed inwardly, it was indeed the young Baron Campbell!
Real people are
Even more handsome and good-looking than rumored.
Some time ago, after the young baron's housekeeper passed away, the Metropolitan Helping Household Servants Association received the news and has been waiting to introduce a good housekeeper to the baron.
Unfortunately, the other party never came, and instead dismissed the servants at home.
"Baron Campbell, please sit over here."
Beilin suppressed the exclamation in her heart, blushed slightly, led Hastur to the reception area, and pointed to a fabric sofa.
"Please wait a moment while I ask someone to get the corresponding information so you can choose."
"Well, that's troublesome."
"Do you like coffee or tea?"
"black tea."
She asked Hastur to sit for a while, stood up and gave some instructions, while she walked briskly into the inner room and made a cup of Marquis black tea.
Hasta took a sip and said softly: "Nice black tea."
"As long as you like it."
Beilin smiled even more happily. This was a special tea she drank just for herself. She would not serve it to other people.
Not long after, someone brought a stack of information. Beilin took it and said with a smile: "There are three butlers who meet your requirements. They are..."
Beilin gave a brief introduction to the three housekeepers. Hastur listened silently. After she finished introducing them all, he spoke:
"They are all very good housekeepers. I can't make a decision immediately. I will ask them to come to my place of residence at nine o'clock tomorrow. After the interview, I will make a decision."
Belin smiled and said: "This is a wise and smart decision."
The two chatted for a few more words, and Hasta said goodbye and left. In the afternoon, he would go to Backlund University to attend lectures.
"Oh, it's a pity that I am not a housekeeper. Otherwise, it would be a very good thing to take care of such a master's food, clothing, housing and transportation."
Belin felt it was a pity that it would be better to stay with such a young baron than to be a receptionist here.
……
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Professor Wayne, who finished his lecture, asked Hastur to stay for a moment.
"This Friday, I'm going to the dock area to do some things. Do you have time?"
After receiving Hastur's nod in agreement, Professor Wayne smiled and said: "No matter how much law you learn, it can't compare to experiencing life in person. There are more than just nobles in Backlund."
Hastur understood what Professor Wayne meant. He wanted to take him to the dock area for a practical lesson.
"The purpose of law is to benefit more people. If a law can only benefit a minority group, then it is definitely not a good law." At this point, Professor Wayne sighed.
The life of the common people at the bottom cannot even guarantee three meals a day, and the light of the law seems difficult to shine into the area shrouded in haze.
He had a hunch that the young baron in front of him would go very far in the future, so he wanted the baron to understand how polarized the world was.
Maybe it will actually play a role in the future.
Chapter 20: Housekeeper, Cook, Maid
Hastur didn't know Professor Wayne's little thoughts, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
It is a very lucky thing to have such a caring teacher on the road of life.
In the next half hour, Professor Wayne made additional points and solved Hastur's confusion, allowing the lawyer's potion in his body to be digested faster.
But if you want to truly digest the magic potion, you still have to actually play the role of a lawyer.
There is no hope for Bavart Bank for the time being, and I am not capable enough to open a law firm.
Perhaps being a free legal aid would be more suitable for me now.
Thinking of this, Hastur began to look forward to a short trip to the dock area with Professor Wayne this Friday.
Before leaving, Professor Wayne gave Hastur a book. This book has no title and is more like a portable diary.
Hastur only opened two pages and knew that this was Professor Wayne's own insights and thoughts on the law.
Its value cannot be described in terms of money.
"Study hard, you still have a long future."
Professor Wayne left with a smile.
……
The next day, Hastur went out early in the morning to buy three small gifts, which cost him 8 pounds and 6 soles. This was for the convenience of gift giving.
Because he was going to interview the three housekeepers today, no matter what the result was, a small and exquisite gift was indispensable.
In addition to three gifts, he also bought two cans of Marquis black tea and some desserts to go with the tea.
Compared to coffee, black tea is more in line with his preferences.
At about 8:50, the three housekeepers who came for the interview came to the door of Hasta's big house.
This is a very suitable time. If you come too early, the host will be unprepared and it will be embarrassing to sit dry.
If it is after nine o'clock, then there is no need to come for the interview. A person who does not respect time will naturally not be respected by others.
After a brief introduction and a few words of greeting, Hasta asked two of the interviewers to wait in the living room on the first floor, and he led one interviewer to another study room on the second floor that was not commonly used.
Bud Lewis, the first interviewer, is a middle-aged man with slightly white temples. He looks about forty-five.
Before starting the interview, Hastur had used spiritual power to set a rule in the room in advance: "Lies are not allowed in this room!"
Choose the right steward. The fortune teller has his own methods.
For today's interview, he thought about a lot of questions last night, covering all aspects, enough for him to judge which person is more suitable to be his butler.
"Mr. Bud, my interview is very simple, as long as you can answer a few questions from me simply and honestly."
Bud said respectfully: "It is my honor to answer your question."
Hasta nodded and said, "For what reason were you fired from your last employer?"
"Baron Hill no longer wants to live in Backlund and plans to move to a seaside city, but I am reluctant to leave the beautiful Backlund."
"How do you think you should be a good steward?"
"Be honest, careful, serious, not greedy, talk less..."
"Will you work for me wholeheartedly?"
Bud is very
Ziran said: "This is the duty of a housekeeper."
Hearing this, Hastur laughed. This Mr. Bader had lied about this issue. He would not work for himself wholeheartedly.
But that one question wasn't enough to prove he had other ideas.
Hastur continued: "What do you think of the workers working in the factory?"
The sudden shift of the question made Bud stunned for a moment, but he still maintained his usual calmness and replied: "Those are the lucky ones who deserve pity. Compared to workers who have jobs, there are many more people who live more miserable lives. life."
There was pity in his calm tone, and his whole face was covered with a touch of sadness because of this question.
Tsk tsk, Mr. Bud, why did you lie again?
This is not your intention at all. Your heart is not as compassionate and kind as you show.
At this time, Hastur had already excluded Mr. Bard from being a steward, and asked a few more questions casually.
Among the remaining questions, he panicked again.
Hastur asked him to go downstairs and wait while the next interviewer came up.
The second interviewer, Mr. Mike, is obviously more honest than the first Mr. Bud, and his moral character deserves recognition.
The third interviewer, Mr. Neil, is the oldest of the three interviewers, already fifty-two years old, but his mental outlook is the best.
He didn't seem to like words very much, and his eyes seemed to have a repulsive indifference. But whenever Hastur asked him a question, the indifference in his eyes would dissipate, but he did not show any joy, and his tone was calm. He was gentle and answered every question calmly.
His work history is also very good. He was once the butler of an old earl. He only left when the old earl passed away and a new earl took over.
This is an old butler who is used to many big scenes.