Durin's Diary

Chapter 276 The First Meeting Between Good Citizens

Du Lin came to the stairs because Xia Li was squeaking on the first floor.

Something said that Mr. Romeo had come with an old man.

Du Lin, who was making a short film, had to put down his work, pulled the imaging device to his head, and went to the stairs: "Mr. Romeo, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the film?"

"No problem, young man. Very good. I bet you're worthy of being the laureate of this year's Farol Genoa Film Festival." At this point, Mr. Romeo humbly introduced the elderly man beside him to Du Lin: "Mr. Jim Millerson."

"Ah, are you the descendant of that person?" Du Lin immediately thought of it.

The old man smiled and nodded. "Yes, my life has been a difficult one. I finally managed to revive my family. As you know, the Farol people have a rather unpleasant hobby: as soon as they have money, they want to write biographies of their ancestors, whether it's a book, poetry, or nowadays, a movie."

"I have indeed paid film directors before, but you are the first one who made what I consider to be the best biography of my ancestors for me without me even paying. Honorable son of Elsh, my Mr. Durin, I don't know how to thank you enough."

"Mr. Romeo has already paid, and to be honest, it's a figure that makes me excited."

"I will pay you double. I just have a small wish. When I die one day, can you make a biography for me?" the old man asked with a smile.

Du Lin was a little embarrassed - he had really never seen such an old man. For this era, old Jim was too open-minded.

But out of curiosity, Du Lin still asked, "So, Mr. Jim, what do people call you?"

"Old Jim, old man with blue eyes, I have many names, but I like people to call me Godfather the most." The old man smiled and lowered his head slightly: "I am a law-abiding citizen of Florence, nothing more."

·It’s so funny, this old man really gave us a pillow when we were sleepy.

Daju was very happy.

Du Lin was also very happy. He pulled down the curtain with his magician's hand and put on the imaging device. "Since you are here today, I will also take the liberty of making a movie poster for you. What do you think?"

"That's wonderful! Being able to watch you display your talent in person is the best enjoyment for all art lovers on this earth."

Since Old Jim said so, Du Lin was naturally willing to show off.

Based on the old man's face, Du Lin quickly drew a head on the screen, and then a black suit - the formal wear in this world is slightly different from the suit, but both are slim-fitting and revealing. Du Lin just lifted his shoulders.

Old Jim's face was a little thin, but that was a good thing. Du Lin pulled the corners of his mouth and completed the automatic light and shadow laying above it.

The long-tube floor lamp behind me, the paintings on the wall, the bright red wallpaper, and the bookcase filled with books.

Next is the cigar in Old Jim's mouth, and a little lynx is sitting obediently on his crossed legs.

The title of the poster is simple, in Farol text – Le Parrain.

Le is on top. Parrain is below, the words dangling from the hand of a manipulative puppeteer.

Old Jim, sitting on the sofa, laughed extravagantly. He patted Mr. Romeo on the shoulder, then pointed at Du Lin and laughed for a long time. Finally, his face was filled with joy. "This is perfect for me. I can't wait. When I think about my friends and rivals reading my biography after I die, they'll be so ashamed of themselves. Mr. Du Lin, I leave my affairs to you."

"You are still in good health." Du Lin said seriously.

"When I was young, I met a wise man from Changtang. He read my fortune and said I would be rich and powerful, but I would face a great disaster when I was eighty. If I could survive it, I could live another twelve years." At this point, Old Jim looked at Du Lin seriously and said, "I didn't believe it when I was young and thought it was all fake. But now I'm seventy-nine, and my life has been just as rich and powerful as he said. So I think if I can't survive next year, I'll find you."

"Well, now that I've completed my work as the Original Creator, I will come to you, as I want to learn more about your life."

"That's no problem, Mr. Dulin. I can show you around my estate and my business. You can even enjoy a family meal with my children. My family would be very honored to be able to invite the heir to a duke."

"Then maybe I'll bring my girlfriends along, as there will be a lot of people." Du Lin said with a smile.

"That's not a problem, kid. My estate has hundreds of empty rooms. Come to Florence, and I promise you'll feel like you're back home." Then Old Jim took out two checks and handed them to Dulin: "One for my ancestors, and one for myself."

Du Lin took a look and saw that the two checks totaled 110,000 Farol gold shields.

When seeing this number, even Du Lin, the heir to the Dukedom, smiled knowingly.

At this moment, Daju expressed Du Lin's thoughts.

He is worthy of being the godfather of big business, it’s settled!

Dulin put away the check, then smiled and held out his hand: "I will go to Florence after I finish the short film of the Original Creator."

"Very well, I'll show you my family's vast estate in Sicily. Florence is just my children's home; my roots are in Sicily." The old man smiled and stood up. "Mr. Dulin, please keep your itinerary a secret. I don't want my enemies to know what I'm thinking."

"That's no problem. Only a very few people like my grandfather and Mr. Romeo know about my itinerary. However, the families of several of my girlfriends need to be informed."

"Are you talking about Miss Tanya Arkin and Miss Astrid Alessandro? Their families do have the right to know. That's not a problem. I believe the Dukes are not gossipy people."

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Jim."

Durin personally saw the two off. Old Jim shook Durin's hand as they boarded the carriage, then shook his head. "Mr. Durin, I suggest you come and live in Farol for a while. I understand you're the owner of the Everburning Nest, and I have to say, the awful weather in the north isn't exactly conducive to a long and carefree life. Look at your little maid, she's as swollen as a ball."

"I will seriously consider your suggestion, Mr. Jim."

The host and the guest said goodbye with a smile.

Du Lin watched the carriage go away, then returned home, picked up Xia Li and lifted him high up in his arms: "When I finish my work here, I will take everyone to the south."

(End of this chapter)