Chapter 539 Business

Franz's legs went weak, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but the door was slammed shut.

The gatekeeper stood in the shadows, looking gloomy.

"Boy, tell me, what are you doing here? Who asked you to come?"

"Doing... doing business. My cousin asked me to come."

"You came here to do business, interesting, who is your cousin?"

Franz looked so scared that his legs went weak, and handed over the letter of introduction in a sinister manner.

The gatekeeper took it back and looked at it. The double-headed dragon mark on it made his face black. He took a look at it with gritted teeth and quickly put it back.

Looking at Franz again, his legs were no longer shaking, and he was no longer panicking. How could he look scared?

I let you, old man, scare me, now let's see who scares who.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the director."

The old fox was tricked by the little fox. Both of them are not good people, they are mean and mean.

Franz calmly followed the gatekeeper into the building. He was not afraid of danger at all.

He was following the order of the crown prince, and these dog detectives dared not do too much.

And he was a Perez family, so he was not afraid of the vicious dogs that others avoided.

Just look at his grandfather and you will know that he dared to run out and hang around even though the emperor ordered him to stay at home and the agents of the Eighth Investigation Department were closely monitoring him.

You can say he is stupid, but you cannot ignore this privilege.

The so-called legal rules always have different standards for the powerful.

Franz dared to walk arrogantly at ordinary times, let alone now he is doing things according to the order?

It would be strange if he didn't rely on the power of others.

As for the task assigned by his cousin, it was still too conservative in Franz's opinion.

Sitting in the office of the director of the Special Investigation Bureau, Franz was also comfortable and relaxed. He even made himself a cup of tea and sat with his legs crossed waiting.

After a while, the director came in and almost thought he had walked into the wrong door. He went out and looked at the sign. It was indeed his office.

"Good fellow, I have learned a lot today."

The director frowned. Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?

Even though he knew that this was introduced by His Highness, he still felt uncomfortable.

But the fact is that he really can't touch the other party.

Although this dude doesn't have any ability, he will be a big trouble once something happens.

It's like a pile of stinky dog ​​shit, which is disgusting and smelly.

"Sir Franz, welcome to Port Digen." The director had a fake smile on his face, as if he was welcoming Franz.

Franz took out the letter and handed it to the other party with a smile on his face: "Sir Director, I am not here to ask for money. This is His Highness's letter. You can take a look and confirm it by the way."

The director read it once. There was nothing dry in the whole letter. It was nothing more than proving Franz's identity.

In fact, he had received a secret telegram from the palace and had been mentally prepared for this matter.

He just didn't expect His Highness to send such a dandy boy.

A gentleman can be deceived by his own methods, but this kind of trash and scum is a big trouble.

"I have received His Highness's secret telegram. Sir Franz, please rest assured that I will definitely cooperate with you."

The director took out the list he had prepared long ago and handed it to Franz.

He didn't dare to disagree with His Highness's order. It just so happened that there were a lot of troubles in the things seized from the house, and it was just right to throw it to this Sir Franz.

Franz took a look and estimated that it was probably what was left over from the house seizure last year, a bunch of messy industries, difficult to deal with real estate, and real estate with unclear ownership.

Those who can stay in the hands of the Investigation Department for a year are either troubles or big troubles, and there must be no simple ones.

His cousin, His Highness, has good ideas, but the money is too hard to earn.

He sneered, put down the list, and said maliciously: "Director, you are too perfunctory. Are you bullying me? Are you using junk to fool me?"

"This is what His Highness told me. I dare not fool you at all."

"Are you pretending to be stupid or really stupid? Can some things be written on paper? Do you want His Highness to come and tell you that you are short of money and ask you to give me some?"

When the director heard it, it seemed to make sense!

His Highness never assigned an investigation department, and he could send telegrams and receive them himself, which was obviously tacitly approved by His Majesty.

Going around in such a big circle, it can't be really for the little melons and dates in his hands, right?

"Director, if you don't believe it, I will tell you the secrets of the court in detail to broaden your horizons." Franz's wicked voice sounded, and the director trembled all over.

Knowing too much can kill people. Are the secrets of the court so nice?

If someone else said this, he would definitely arrest the person and torture him first.

But the man in front of him is the cousin of His Highness. Although there are rumors that his family is not favored by the Queen, no one dares to believe that he is not favored when he comes here with His Highness's letter!

Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. Who knows what the family affairs are like?

The director thought carefully. No matter how bold Franz is, he certainly wouldn't dare to mess around in the name of His Highness.

So, this is His Highness's order and His Majesty's tacit approval. What can a family dog ​​do?

"Sir, Sir, I believe you. What do you think should be done?"

"Simple, show me what ways your Eighth Detective Department has to make money. I won't compete with you for money. How about borrowing some of it?"

"No problem."

If someone else came to rob the Eighth Detective Department of money, he would have been drowned in a cement bucket.

Franz soon saw a list, which was written by the director on the spot.

You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked.

The investigation department of Port Degen has very high standards, and it is considered the largest branch office outside the imperial capital.

Such a high-standard organization has a dazzling way and means of making money.

Extortion, fraud, and deception are all minor. They dare to do anything under the official banner.

“Awesome, I admire you, you are more courageous than me.”

Franz said sarcastically, but many of these businesses are really not something that ordinary people can do.

If his cousin fully supports him, Franz dares to take them all, but isn’t this just messing around under his own banner?

And the way he eats is too ugly, he is really afraid that these killer embryos in the investigation department will get angry and kill him.

So after a lot of picking and choosing, he pointed to one of them and said, “Sir, I hate tool silence the most. I want this business. Lend it to me for a year, and return it to your investigation department after a year. I will also remember this favor for you, how about it?”

The director took a look and breathed a sigh of relief. The loss was not big.

Besides, it's not too cost-effective to use everyone's small treasury to do favors for yourself.

His Highness is such a person. If he can remember me a little bit, he will enjoy endless benefits in the future.

Thinking of this, he actually wanted Franz to ask for more. His mentality changed very quickly.