Led by the manservant, Charles soon came to the baron's study.

The manservant's anxiety could not be concealed completely, and a few drops of sweat broke out on his forehead, then he raised his hand tremblingly and knocked softly on the door.

"Sir, I have brought Monsieur de Treville here."

"Bring him in!" Baron Beauwon's deep voice rang out inside.

Sounds pretty calm.

The heavy, carved nanmu door was quickly opened, and Charles immediately stepped inside.

After a few months of absence, Charles finally saw the big banker again.

Compared with him a few months ago, he has not changed much in appearance, perhaps because of the seclusion for a few months, his originally round face seems to be more rounded, and even his complexion is a little whiter. It's just that his demeanor at the moment is very dignified, and he can't see a little smile.

"Oh, Mr. Treville, you're finally here!" When he saw Charles come in, Baron Beauwan immediately greeted him with a smile. Then, although his face was smiling, the fierceness in his eyes did not diminish by half, and this gloomy and sharp gaze scraped on Charles's face, making him feel a little gloomy in his heart.

As if to match the baron's mood, this luxurious study was also filled with a depressing atmosphere at the moment. The heavy silk satin drapery was held in thick velvet cord with tasseled ribbons, and pressed tightly against the window, never allowing a ray of light to penetrate from outside. The slightly flickering candlelight illuminated the faces of several people inside as if they were coated with a layer of gray powder, and their expressions were terrifyingly solemn.

Scare. No wonder his subordinate just now panicked like this.

"You don't think I'm welcome here?" Charles asked, somewhat curious.

"No, don't worry. All this is not because of you, I am very welcome to young talents like you. Baron Beauwan sneered again, "Mr. Treville, have you noticed anything strange here today?" ”

"I think you're weird here." Charles replied calmly, then glanced around, "Well, what about Mr. Du Taai?" Won't he be able to come to your banquet today? ”

If the Charr had been pretending not to remember the existence of Du Taai. That must have been more suspicious, so he asked at the right time.

When he heard this surname, the corners of Baron Beauwon's mouth twitched unnaturally.

"You'll see it very quickly. Yes. He's not here today. Mr. Treville, I would like to ask you, when was the last time you ran into him? ”

"Last time you ran into him?" Charles frowned slightly, "It was probably half a month ago...... What happened to him? ”

"What did he tell you?" The baron ignored Charles' question. Ask directly.

"Didn't say anything. He told me a few things about bond speculation. Because he's a professional, I listen to him most of the time and let him ......."

"Didn't he show anything out of the ordinary?" There was a hint of coldness in the baron's tone.

Charles' brow furrowed even tighter, and he replied after a moment.

“…… There's nothing strange about it, it's just the usual pleasantries and talks. What the hell is wrong with him, Mr. de Beauwon? ”

Baron Beauwon's face became even more gloomy.

"I'd love to know about that too. Mr. Treville, he's gone. ”

"Gone?" Charles' face showed a moderate amount of surprise and consternation, "He's gone?" Could it be that a misfortune arose a few days ago when the mob was rioting? ”

"It's worse than that." The baron stared at Charles tightly, not letting go of any of his expressions. "He took a large sum of money from me, and then ...... The whole person is gone. ”

"The roll ran away?!" Charles couldn't help but shout, and then repeated, as if he couldn't believe the fact, "Run? ”

"Yes, it's gone, it's gone." The baron nodded coldly, "Moreover, he also has a large sum of money with me, which he has disappeared from Paris by taking advantage of the chaos, and is now missing. ”

After the initial shock passed, Charles slowly regained his composure.

"Can you tell me more about the whole story?"

"When I came back, I took over the business again, and in order to keep the business running smoothly, I took the time to do an inventory and carefully check the accounts." As if no longer skeptical of Charles' reaction, the baron slowly recounted, "As a result, I found a large deficit ......"

"And in those businesses that Du Taai handled? And he himself is gone? Charles seemed to know everything.

"Yes." The baron nodded, "So, the situation is already obvious............"

"Bang!"

There was a sudden thud on the desk, and Charles shivered reflexively, while the sweat on the faces of the others was even greater, and it was clear that this was not the first time that the Baron had vented his anger in front of them.

"This dog mongrel! Brute! Scum! Bastard! The baron roared, and a great deal of curses suddenly appeared on his lips, the richness of his vocabulary and the vulgarity of his sentences, which clearly showed that the baron, although he had reached such a point of prominence, had not forgotten his origins after all. I've been cultivating him for so many years, and I've been raising him, and this dog bastard still repays me like this! Without me, he wouldn't have been as good as a dog! He actually repaid me like this! ”

While the baron was venting and cursing, Charles stood silently, neither dissuading nor scolding.

After a while, the baron finally regained his composure, and he picked up a glass of water from the table and poured it down.

"He's not going to end well, I swear to God!"

Of course, he won't end well, can being stabbed to death with a sword and then burned to ashes be considered a good end? Charles added coldly in his heart—but of course he couldn't have said it.

"Yesterday, I had his family sent to America." The baron added viciously. "He won't be able to escape."

This "Upper America", of course, is not literal. It's a euphemism for "kill".

"Since he chose to donate money alone and abscond, then he is definitely not a person who will take care of his family." Charles calmly analyzed, "I think." The most important thing for you now is to look around and find him out before he runs far. ”

Maybe Du Taai wanted to run with the whole family, or maybe he was only going to run alone, but it didn't matter at all now, they had already run to God anyway.

"Don't worry, I've already given the order. There are people hunting him everywhere, and I will do whatever it takes to find him! Even if this France is turned upside down. I've got to dig him up, too! The baron replied coldly, "I want him to understand the consequences of betraying me, and I will make him beg me to kill him." He stole millions from me, but he didn't want to hold the money in peace. I could have bought his life for millions more! ”

"That's what you take!" Charles was shocked again. "I sincerely hope that you will find him out soon."

"He can't run." The baron gritted his teeth and asserted.

Then the baron finally regained his composure, and diverted the conversation away from poor Du-Taai.

"But, Mr. Treville, I'm glad that everything is going well except for this damned dog mongrel. Everything went in the best direction I had expected. ”

"It looks like it is." Charles nodded, "I've been staring at the market for the past few months. It turned out exactly as we wanted. ”

"So, I'm almost done but I'm boasting about you."

At the time. When Charles, Joseph Bonaparte, and Baron Beauvang met, Baron Beauvang once said, "I don't expect to be able to make several times the profit on this one, as long as I can double the assets of the Beauvan family." ”

Now he says he's on the verge of accomplishing it!

However, how many tears and blood did this feast of financiers carry!

However, as a person who is also involved, how can Charles condemn the former's sin?

"It seems, then, that you need not be so angry that Monsieur du Taai has taken your millions." Charles looked at the baron, as if teasing.

"No, it's not just about money, it's about principles." The baron shook his head, "Even if I earn hundreds of millions, my money is still my money, and no one wants to take a word from me if I don't nod!" If Du Taai takes my money with impunity, who will do anything serious for me in the future? He wants to take advantage of me, so I'm going to have to send his whole family to America! ”

Charles shrugged his shoulders slightly, saying no more.

"You should use the money I lent you wisely, right?" Baron Beauwan looked at Charles.

"Of course." Charles nodded, then bowed in thanks, "Thank you very much for your generosity. ”

"Do you need to borrow some more now? But I'm going to have to raise the interest a little bit this time, how about two cents? The baron asked gently, as if he had returned to his usual banker's professional attitude.

Did the interest rate go up in half all at once? Scared, these bankers really cannibalize people and don't spit out bones.

"Xie Lu Xie, don't use it for the time being." Just as Charles wanted to answer, his heart suddenly went cold.

Wrong! Wrong!

Charles immediately came to his senses.

Since the Baron lent Charles a large sum of money, Charles had a large amount of cash. Then, after a few months of manipulation, theoretically all that money is now pretty much in bonds and stocks. That is, if it were normal, Charles would be very short of cash right now—if someone was willing to lend him a huge sum of money at a one-and-a-half interest, he would gladly accept it.

And what if the charr doesn't accept it?

This shows that Charles has a large injection of money.

So......

This old fox almost tested him, and sure enough, he still doubted me all along! It's a shame to be so kind!

Charles cursed in his heart.

Then, he immediately smiled and immediately replied, "Oh, it would be great if that was the case!" I've been strapped for money lately and I'm looking for you to borrow money...... Thank you! (To be continued......)