Why it never ends

Chapter 1164 Consideration
Elu didn't answer, but just gave a wry smile.

"You don't have to ask these questions," Elu whispered, "I can't answer them either."

"Ok."

The two walked back at the same time.

"Regarding the 40 million from Duke Schiller, I have one last question to ask you in person," Elu said, "You know, we certainly can't just deposit the money into your account. I have two plans. You can decide which one to choose."

"You said."

"You mentioned the investment in South District 12 to the Duke before, so you can sign a private investment agreement with him and then deposit the money into the company account controlled by you in the name of project cooperation. We don't have to make the contract very precise and specific, just vague but legal - for example, do some pilot feasibility agricultural research, disclose it to the outside world as venture capital, and agree that the principal does not need to be returned after failure. In this way, when the money comes, we can use the same method - that is, use multiple shell companies to transfer the money, so as to avoid subsequent tracking.

"The advantage of doing this is that we have Duke Schiller's authorization for all contracts. Even if he regrets it in the future, legally he can only file a civil lawsuit."

"Well, that sounds good," Hesta's voice sounded flat, "What's the other option?"

"Another option is to go the charitable donation route. You could consider setting up an additional legal entity to run a charitable organization, and the huge amount of money would come from the Duke's donation. In this way, you can never have any financial dealings with him - the Duke can also get tax deductions, and you can use this to convince him to choose this option, even if you had previously agreed that the money would be used for investment."

“How many people have heard of the two options you just mentioned?”

"Only you," Elu said. "I didn't tell anyone what I did for you, not Mrs. Brown or anyone else. Just like you asked me some questions that I couldn't answer, I kept it a secret for you."

"So what are your plans next?" Hesta asked.

"Anyway, I have to come and finish this for you first." Elu said, "I may stay here for another week."

"We have all moved to the palace now," Hesta said, "You should go there too."

"I heard there was a fire on the farm some time ago?"

"Yes, a lot of things were burned." Hesta looked at him, "Did you leave any important luggage in the old house?"

Elu shook his head.

The two walked together in silence for a while, and Hesta suddenly glanced sideways: "Okay, I'll think about it and give you an answer later today... After these things are done, I can start to send you away. Where are you going next?"

"No, someone will come to pick me up." Elu said.

Hesta nodded again, and after a long moment, she sighed, scratched her head and looked away with a distressed expression - it was obvious that she would not be able to find out any other information by continuing to chat with Elu, but she was unwilling to leave like this.

"But during this trip, I figured out one thing," the old man suddenly said.

Hesta turned around and looked at the old man intently: "Hmm?"

"I have been persuading you to accept Miss Chiba's inheritance, but you have always refused... I am surprised why you are so determined that Miss Chiba is still alive," Elu whispered, "I think you are either unable to accept this tragic fact, or you have information from other channels and therefore have some speculations that I cannot know - but it seems that neither is the case?"

Hesta narrowed her eyes slightly - she didn't understand what Elu said.

Elu continued to talk to himself: "Sometimes, I am often amazed by the world I live in. Twenty years ago, not to mention traveling across regions, even traveling between cities required layers of procedures... But today, no one would mention these old-fashioned things. "Who could have imagined that the boundaries between habitable areas and wastelands would be as blurred as they are today? Even if you told me about this change five years ago, I would not have imagined it."

"Yes," Hesta nodded in agreement, "Indeed."

"If you think about it from this perspective, many unbelievable things are not that..."

Elu's voice suddenly drifted away, and he frowned, as if he was choosing his words.

"...It's out of reach." Elu's voice was even trembling, "But when everything comes before us, we still can't help but tremble."

Hesta was thinking about the meaning of Elu's words when he suddenly bowed and said, "Go ahead, I know where the palace is. I want to take a walk around here."

"...Okay." Hesta looked at him, "Don't go too far."

The old man suddenly laughed, because Hesta's instructions seemed to have a deeper meaning. He took a step back and bowed to Hesta again: "Understood."

……

That morning, Kiki appeared in the open classroom again like yesterday, but this time she did not go to Room 11. Instead, she chose a table by the window and sat down alone.

Eleven had noticed Qiqi's presence a long time ago, but she pretended that she saw nothing and "concentrated" on doing her own thing - the seats by the window belonged to the "Stinky Socks Gang Sisters". Although they had never said it publicly, they chose seats there every time they came during this period.

The people from the Stinky Socks Gang haven't arrived yet. When they get here, Kiki will be in big trouble.

She thought expectantly that Kiki would surely cry soon. Those people from the Stinky Socks Gang were quite capable. Although they could not speak the language of the Third District, they cursed at people with such ferocity that you didn't even need to understand what they were saying to feel the strong sense of oppression.

Of course, there is no way Eleven would be afraid of this.

Although Eleven's eyes were a little swollen and her hair was messy, it did not diminish her inner courage. She scribbled on her notebook with a crayon, thinking angrily that when the Stinky Socks Gang taught Qiqi a lesson, she would definitely stand by and watch, so that Qiqi would know how powerful they were.

But what if they hit someone?

Thinking of this, Eleven stopped and thought seriously.

Those kids are really savage. If a fight really breaks out, Kiki will definitely suffer.

So what if I let Kiki get beaten? She laughed at me in front of so many people yesterday!

Eleven pressed the crayon in his hand hard on the paper and painted quickly as if he was crazy.

She deserved to be beaten!

The three sisters from the Stinky Socks Gang showed up at this time, and Eleven's faces suddenly changed when he saw them - apparently, they all found that their usual seats were occupied by Kiki.

Eleven's heart suddenly tightened and the crayons in his hand stopped.