Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 18 Dixie Tarts with Sweet Iced Tea
On the next day, Hastur went to Backlund University in the morning, went to the court to observe and study in the afternoon, stayed at home to read at night, and whipped the lamp god before going to bed. Another day was full of arrangements.

The news entrusted to Grelint to inquire also had some clues. The two gangsters who jumped from the building had both broken legs.

One of them suffered an inexplicable fracture while escaping, and the other suffered broken legs when he landed. Apart from admitting their crimes, they kept screaming that there were evil spirits haunting them.

For this result, Hastur is very satisfied.

As expected, the Hall of Stars can interfere with reality, allowing its own Sequence 9 strength to formulate rules that affect reality.

But those two gangsters are just ordinary people, not Extraordinary, and the testing strength needs to be strengthened.

On the third day, early in the morning, Greck asked someone to send a message, saying that he had already arranged for him to be a legal consultant at Bavat Bank, and asked him to go to register when he had time recently.

In order to receive his first salary as soon as possible, Hastur dressed neatly, put on a new cane, and also wore a mechanical watch inlaid with gemstones that had just been dug out.

After the incident of the three gangsters, he searched the entire second floor and found a lot of good things.

As for the third floor, he didn't go up. If there is something valuable hidden, let it continue to be dusty.

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Bavat Bank, the bank's largest shareholder is Miss Audrey's father, Earl Hall. The Greck family is only the fourth shareholder of the bank, holding about [-]% of the shares.

When Hasta came to Bavat Bank, it was already [-]:[-], past the normal working hours in the morning.

"It's a bit embarrassing to be late the first day." Hastur murmured in his heart.

Walking into the gate of the bank, Hastur was attracted by the lively and crowded scene inside. In addition to the bank employees, there were also many nobles and businessmen who came to the bank to handle business.

Communication here basically depends on shouting, because there are too many people.

"You are Lord Hastur Campbell, aren't you?"

It didn't take long for Hastur to stop and admire, when a middle-aged man in a white shirt and black vest with neat black hair came up to him with a smile on his face.

"Ah you are?"

"Halley Thomas, a manager in charge of the insurance business of Bavat Bank, Mr. Greck asked me to come here to welcome you and let you get acquainted with the environment here."

"Trouble manager Harley."

Hastur showed a gentle smile, and let Harley Thomas take him on a tour of the Bavat bank.

According to Harley Thomas, the bank is divided into five layers, and the bottom layer is dedicated to handling common problems such as deposits and withdrawals and personal loans.

The second floor is divided into reception rooms, which are used to deal with commercial loans, insurance, investment and other businesses.

Generally, only nobles and big businessmen with a certain status can come here.

The third floor is the office where bank managers like Harley Thomas rest and receive VIPs, and it is also the office where Hasta will work in the bank in the future.

The fourth floor is the exclusive area for bank presidents and vice presidents.

The fifth floor is the place where the shareholders of the bank hold their meetings. The decoration is the most luxurious, and Hasta was not able to go up to see what happened.

After shopping around, Harley led Hastur to his office. There was a signboard of a legal adviser on the door, and his name was written in a small line.

The office is not too big, about one-third the size of the study room in Hasta’s home. There is a desk and a small bookshelf carefully placed in the corner. There are more than [-] books on it, which are basically related to the Books on banking law.

You can tell that it has been arranged with care.

Hasta is still very satisfied with this house, especially the windows of this house are close to a commercial street, and when you look down, you can see dense shops and crowds.

"This is your business card to represent who you are at the bank."

Harley handed over a small stack of three-finger-wide business cards. At a glance, there were about [-] cards. Hasta took it with a smile, and took out one and carefully read it several times.

The center of the business card says Bavat Bank, and the corresponding seal of the bank is also printed.

Hasta's simple personal information is written below, only name, age, and position, and there is no more private information such as housing information.

"Your Excellency Greg has already said hello, you can come whenever you want, and you don't need to ask anyone for instructions in advance."

Harley almost said that Hasta is just an empty name at Bavat Bank, and he can come to collect his weekly salary once a week.

It doesn't matter if you don't come to collect it. When the unclaimed salary reaches four weeks, the bank will send someone to send the salary directly to the place where Hasta lives.

It's a privilege Greg has allowed.

Hastur nodded and said, "Can you help me find some less urgent business cases?"

The smile on Harley's face froze for a while, and he said after a while: "You just joined the job today, and I haven't prepared a business case for you yet."

"How about tomorrow?"

"I can only assure you within a week."

"Okay." Hastur regretted it.

Harley secretly heaved a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face again.

He didn't want the young baron to work at all, and would rather have him never appear, and just stay at home and wait for his salary.

At least in this way, there will be no mistakes.

Otherwise, once he made a mistake, the unlucky person could only be him.

No one would hold a baron accountable, let alone risk offending His Excellency Greg.

After sending Harley off, Hastur sat alone on an office chair, and leaned in front of the window to enjoy the street view outside.

After ten minutes, he felt bored, so he found a book on the bookshelf and read it.

The contents of these books are very basic, and there are many commercial cases that the bank has dealt with, so they should be books exclusively provided by the bank.

The more I look at Hasta, the more I feel the power of the bank. They formulate corresponding business rules based on the Loen Law, and basically leave a certain amount of leeway for each business rule, so that the bank will not be in trouble.

Even if someone really read the laws of Loen and the various regulations of the bank, even if they were a reasonable party, it would be very difficult for them to sue the bank.

Banks only allow themselves to be winners, there is no other possibility.

Especially in terms of insurance rules, the bank has played a big game. As long as the bank does not want to lose money, it does not have to pay, even if it is only 1 penny.

But under normal circumstances, banks will not do it so obviously.

Hastur looked at it seriously, until Harley knocked on his door, he checked his watch, it was five past twelve.

Bavat Bank normal working hours:
Go to work at 01:30, leave work at [-]:[-] sharp, go to work at [-]:[-], and then finish work and go home at [-]:[-] pm.

Working eight hours a day is in line with the style of Emperor Roselle.

"There's a Dixie Bay pie nearby that makes really good pies, and it's worth tasting." Harley invited Hasta to have lunch.

In this regard, Hasta naturally would not refuse such kindness, and he also wanted to taste how delicious the Dixie pie was.

After going down the third floor, we came to the bottom floor, where the crowd was still crowded. The bank staff responsible for handling business were divided into two groups, one group dealt with business first, and the other group took time to eat.

Under Harley's respectful leadership, Hastur is very conspicuous, especially when he is still good-looking, many female bank employees cast interested eyes.

Hastur has gradually learned to be immune to such gazes.

Harley joked with a smile: "Fortunately, this is Backlund. If it were in Intis, these girls must have already started robbing people."

"No, they will wait patiently until dark and take a stick before moving." Hastur replied with a smile.

In his heart, he had a general understanding of the Intis born by Roselle.

It's no wonder Roselle is so good at playing. Under the influence of Intis's open atmosphere that has spread throughout the northern continent, if he can still guard his body like a jade, it is either impotent or the saint is alive.

"When I earn enough money, I will go to Intis to experience the local customs and customs there. I heard that the people there like our Ruen's reserved style very much."

Harley thought of the wonderful encounter in Intis in the future, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

Hastur smiled and said nothing, he didn't tell Harley that it wasn't just those noble ladies and ladies who were enthusiastic in Intis, but also those male nobles.

In the restaurant, Hasta had the Dixie pie as he wished. It is really meaty and juicy, full of fragrance. The most outstanding part is the chopped apple pieces. The slightly sour and sweet taste greatly stimulates the taste buds and neutralizes the taste. The fat in the pie, bite down, and the flavor is endless.

At the same time, he also ordered himself a cup of sweet iced tea, Dixie Pie with sweetened iced tea, and the Fool said it was good after eating it.

"In the future, at least three chefs will be hired at home. One will be in charge of desserts, one will be in charge of Intis-style cuisine, and the other will specialize in snacks such as Dixi pies. This is the way to enjoy it."

Hastur eats Dixie pie and thinks about his future life.

After receiving his first week's salary from the Bavat Bank, he hired a housekeeper, cook, and maid.

Seeing that Hasta was satisfied with the meal, Harley also heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that the nobles who were used to good food would look down on the more commoner food like Dixie pie.

After enjoying lunch, Hasta followed Harley for a stroll in the nearby streets, and did not return to the bank until around 01:30.

Having nothing to do, Hastur continued to read the morning book "On the Relationship between Banks and Law".

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Harley sent someone to deliver a dessert and a cup of marquis black tea.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Hastur went home from get off work normally.

For dinner, he chose a lighter vegetable salad, plus a small lamb rib.

Read a book at night, and then smoke the lamp god before going to bed.

For six consecutive days, Hastur rushed to work at Bavat Bank at 08:30, opened the office and began to read, and continued to return to the office to read after lunch until he got home at six o'clock.

No matter how much he urged him in the first five days, Harley refused to let him take over the business case. It was not until the sixth day that Harley, who had no choice but to get him a business case from half a year ago.

Good guy, the defendant in this commercial case was arrested a month ago on suspicion of fraud, and the related follow-up has also ended.

Hastur put the case on the table and rubbed the corners of his eyes. He understood Harley's difficulty, so he didn't push him any further.

However, he will not come to this class for the time being, it is too boring.

For this reason, it is not worth missing Professor Wayne's lecture. Even sitting in the courthouse to observe and study in the afternoon is more interesting than staying here.

The seventh day is a normal rest day, and Hastur will also get his first weekly salary.

(End of this chapter)