Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

"Yeah, if you can't even grasp that kind of doll, you probably won't be a successful businessman. So, what about the gardenia flower-shaped doll? I'm going to see her right now."

As if they heard the old man's words, everyone raised their heads, looked sideways, and looked at the puppets around them one by one.

"Iris, rose, rose, never heard of gardenia?"

"A new automatic memory doll?"

Just as everyone was discussing, suddenly there was a guest, he seemed to recognize the kind-hearted old man in front of him, excitedly immediately grabbed the letter paper from the puppet's hand, and came to the old man!

"You...are you Mr. Scott Evans!? That famous banker in Leighton Shaftledge who is among the most valuable! Please, can you give me some advice on investing The way?!"

Hearing that man's words, Hawkins couldn't help opening his mouth. Who would believe that this plainly dressed, white-haired, kind-hearted old man without any extravagant accessories is the famous banker Scott Evans.

Hawkins had heard about this person, whether it was his family or the Eve Garden family that was next in line, they had maintained a business relationship with this person.

The old man didn't speak, and waved his hand gently at the man.

"I came here this time just to see the gardenia doll. It has nothing to do with the bank, status, or status."

The old man raised his head and looked into Hawkins' eyes. There seemed to be a kind of power in the dim eyes, a power that hit people's hearts directly.

"It's okay, President Hawkins, I'm old, and money is nothing to me. Even if I make one or two failed investments, I can accept it. Even if Gardenia is no longer here, you Just tell me where she went, and I can give your company a considerable amount of funding."

Hawkins faced Scott and didn't speak. The hall was silent for a while, only the wall clock on the wall was ticking.

"Afternoon tea is ready."

Like a savior, that familiar voice finally reached the living room. Aidier walked slowly from the kitchen with a plate of cut fruit and freshly brewed spring tea, wearing an apron.Hearing the familiar voice, the old man's face was filled with that reassuring smile again.

"Hello, little girl, do you remember me?"

Adele arranged the fruits, raised her head, and watched Hawkins winking at her from behind the old man, as if trying to hint something to herself.

"Of course I remember you, Mr. Scott."

The old man held a form issued by the company in his hand.

"I saw that your name was not on the form, so I was very worried about you, so I wanted to take a look, but I didn't expect that you are indeed a handyman here. Is this your own wish? With your ability, I don't believe You will not appear on this puppet form."

Adele didn't seem to want to talk too much about himself, and simply ignored Hawkins' various facial expressions.

"My rental price is too expensive, so I will not appear in the company's form. The last time I took over your commission was only my personal wish."

The old man looked at Aidier, as if trying to figure out her words and thoughts.

"So, Miss Doll, I can understand that whether you want to accept the lease depends on your personal wishes?"

After hearing this, Adele spoke slowly.

"The price is enough, and it's okay, but there are many more capable dolls than me, so you don't need to pay too much attention to me."

"May I know your rental price, Miss Doll?"

Seeing that the old man didn't want to go down the steps he gave, Etil said.

"Two hundred booleans."

As soon as the words fell, a money bag was already placed on the table.

"Here is five hundred Burls. Your rental price is much lower than I imagined, Miss Gardenia."

The old man pushed the money towards Aidier.

"Please be sure to accept it. I hope Miss Puppet will appreciate it. You can have a small gathering at my house. If you are worried, you can bring others along."

The old man continued.

"This is my entrustment to you, and the rest can be regarded as a kind of repayment."

Aidier looked at the heavy purse in front of him, looked up at the eyes of the old man, those dim eyes, the message sent to Aidier was sincerity and gratitude, and there was no other uncomfortable feeling.

Etil nodded slightly, took out two hundred booleans from the purse, and returned the rest of the money to the old man.

"Okay, I'll go."

princess and knight

The old man faced Aidier, and after everyone knew his identity, they would unconsciously lower their figure to him, and began to become aggressive and cautious in speaking, but Aidier didn't seem to treat him with other people. what is the difference.The old man liked this kind of feeling very much. He didn't like other people's inferior attitude when facing him, and he didn't feel that he was superior to others.However, although he was happy, Scott also wanted to know why Etil was like this.

She is so different from others.

Scott seemed to want to say something to Adele, but suddenly a pair of hard and cold arms blocked him.

"Master, please pay attention to your demeanor."

Only then did Scott notice that he seemed to be too close to Adele, and the pair of metal arms came from another new puppet, Violet.

Violet stood between the two of them, protecting Adele behind her like a knight.

"Oh, the princess naturally needs the protection of the knight."

The old man took off his hat and saluted slightly.

"Please forgive my irrationality, Miss Etil."

The old man turned around and faced Hawkins with a sincere smile on his face.

"Let's talk about investment?"

To be honest, when facing successful people, modest people will unconsciously lower their figure, but this is always the case, but it smoothes their edges and corners.And when the posture is very low, it will be felt as a kind of escape.For Aidier, this kind of thing is like flowers and plants. Whether it is the beautiful peony, or the plantain that grows on the road and is crushed by wheels, they are just a part of the world. Forget it, they are all living in their own way, whether it is being appreciated and praised by others, or growing up silently on the side of the road, ordinary life, in fact, there is no essential difference between the two, no matter what it is, it exists in the world, there must be it meaning.

On the cruel battlefield in the past, those who were pushed in front of Aidier, from private soldiers to generals, were all just broken bodies waiting for redemption under Aidier's scalpel.There have been many terrible incidents of rioting. When Etil was helping a dying soldier, a major general was pushed into the wounded barracks.The soldiers under the major general put their rifles against Aidier's head and told her to save the generals who came later, but Aidier ignored them, as if they didn't exist, and just did a good job with the still warm muzzle. He began to treat the injured general only after the soldier's operation. This kind of spirit of being neither humble nor overbearing, and never bowing down, was highly praised by the soldiers.

After experiencing that terrible situation, no matter who stood in front of Adele, Adele would not show too much favoritism. Of course, all of these excluded Violet.

Adele has only unconditional favoritism for Violet, without any pretense, as if telling the whole world that she, Adele Gardenia, is partial to Violet.

"Guest, please go slowly."

Adele bowed slightly, watching the old man's back follow Hawkins up the stairs.She turned to Violet and said softly.

"Thank you......"

"This time, it's you who will protect me."

"My... Miss Knight."

Adele's warm smile will always be so dazzling in Violet's heart. What she stumbled and sought after in the dark was the light she brought her.

Soon, the president and the banker discussed the investment matters. Both of them seemed to be very satisfied. Hawkins' expression was obviously relaxed, which seemed to be a kind of relief. Cattleya stood by and looked at Hawkins With a relieved expression, I was silently happy for him in my heart.In fact, Benedict had been looking for other jobs for a long time. Seeing that the president had solved the funding problem, he was relieved and became more motivated to work as a postman.

"This honorable lady doll, what would you like to have for dinner?"

The old man said kindly.

"Steak? Fish? Or anything else? I take this dinner very seriously, so I want to hear what Miss Doll wants."

Etil smiled back at the old man, and said in a calm tone.

"Let's cook soft bean porridge."

"Porridge with beans?"

Aidier looked at the fragile teeth in the old man's mouth, this is the information that Aidier captured when he was smiling.

"Eat some grains, it's good for your body, if you cook it for a long time, you can eat it without teeth."

Hearing that Adele was still thinking about himself, the old man's heart was filled with a little touch, but his expression remained unchanged. This was a habit he developed when he was young, and he couldn't express the emotions in his heart on his face.He had noticed Violet standing by the side before. Compared with himself, she seemed to control her expressions more strictly. From the beginning to the end, she was expressionless, like a living machine.In fact, what the old man didn't know was that Violet herself had no emotions, so her face would naturally not change.

"Okay, Miss Doll, please come with me."

Glancing at the car parked at the door, the driver had already opened the door. The old man took off his hat and made a gesture of please come forward to Adele. Adele looked back at Violet, Violet They followed behind Etil, and the two sat in the back seat of the car together.

"Have you ever heard of the Puppet Academy?"

"heard about it."

Eddie replied softly.

Scott sat in the front and took out a cigar and lit it habitually. The old man may have developed a habit and forgot about the two people sitting in the back. Smiling awkwardly, he threw the cigar out the window.

"I hope to send you to study there, and I will write a letter of recommendation to the person in charge there. Your letter to me, and..."

The old man didn't know what was going on with that dream, whether it was related to this puppet, and said it was a coincidence, but it was too coincidental and too real.

It was as if he really saw his partner in a dream.

In the end, he didn't say anything about the dream, and Scott spoke highly of Etil's letter.

"There is one more thing I don't understand. What is that feather you gave me, and why, you want me to burn the letter?"

Seeing the old man asking about this, Etil said frankly.

"This is a letter to heaven, I gave it wings to fly to the clouds."

Adele knew it in her heart, she knew that the old man would not believe this answer like making up a story.

"What do you think of that answer, Mr. Scott?"

Etil would not lie, at least not so frankly when lying.Scott, who was sitting in front, nodded slightly when he heard Adele's answer.

"Well, I'm satisfied with that answer."

"Also, I believe what you said."

Scott would believe her words, which surprised Adele a little. Although he still wanted to say something to make things right, Scott continued talking on his own.

"Sending you to study is also my hope. I hope that you can become a real automatic memoization doll. Being a handyman is too condescending."

Scott is very satisfied with the future path he envisioned for Adele. When Adele graduates from the Puppet Academy, Scott will spend some money to package her, and she will definitely become Layton's hottest ace memoir doll , and Violet, her face is very beautiful, she has a unique cool temperament, Scott is also very willing to invest in her.

Adele turned her head to look at Violet, looking at the sapphire blue eyes like the blue sea, and all the reflections there were her own reflections, and her eyes were full of herself.

"No offense intended, Mr. Scott."

Etil turned his head, and his words became firmer.

"There are still people who need my care, please forgive me for refusing your invitation."

I can't give you the future

As Adele spoke, he raised his hand to hold Violet's cold metal arm tightly, and a warm current flowed down the arm to the bottom of Violet's heart.This is the feeling, this is the tactile sensation that only Adele can bring her. Her hands can no longer feel everything in the world, only her tactile sensation can be touched.Those soft hands held her firmly. Violet usually couldn't see Adele, and she had no reason to leave her work station and go to the kitchen. Only now did she know how much she longed for these hands.

Unconsciously, she spread her five fingers, interlocked with Adele's ten fingers, and put her palms together. This was something Violet failed to do last time, and now she finally clenched these hands tightly.

At Etil's request, a family-style dinner was held, consisting of bean porridge, toast, fried eggs, red sausage and milk.

"Drink more milk, it's good for your health."

Putting his own milk in front of Violet, seeing the butler coming with a jar of sugar, Adele shook his head, as if he didn't like sugar very much.

"Although granulated sugar is made from sugar cane, I don't like industrially processed things."

"Is there any honey, please? If not, there is no need."

The rich people's banquets seem to have one thing in common, that is, the amount of food given is very small. Although even cheap bean porridge can be cooked delicately like the dishes in high-end restaurants, for Etil, it can Not being able to eat is the criterion for judging the quality of food.

Scott is cutting the red sausage in front of him with a knife. His teeth can no longer allow him to chew things harder than steamed buns. Etil's consideration is very kind to him. If he really returns a large piece If the steak with blood and gravy is put in front of him, he may experience an awkward dinner, at least for now, he can eat milk and bean porridge.

"Mr. Scott, please don't worry about dining etiquette, we are meeting for the second time, right?"

Adele pushed the hot milk in front of Scott, looked at the bread again, and motioned him to soak the bread in milk so that it would be softer to eat.

"You are so considerate, Miss Etil."

Putting down the knife and fork, taking off the obstructive suit, the old man was wearing a comfortable woolen sweater, crushing the bread in the milk, and eating bit by bit with a spoon, although a few drops of milk would drip from his mouth from time to time, but he He wasn't worried that Etil would dislike him, because the old man knew that Etil would never do this.

"I've met many people."

Scott drank the hot milk tremblingly, and said slowly.

"They are all struggling for life, struggling in the abyss of pain. At the beginning, I would even sit on the ground and cry for ten koss, but even now, I think I am still A successful person, but I still don't have your calmness and happiness."

Scott said to Adele.

"Why? You only took the salary of a handyman, gave up the opportunity to make money from leasing, and refused the opportunity I promised you to let you embark on the road to glory. Etil, do you know what you will miss like this?"

The old man pointed to his surroundings, and now several people were sitting in Scott's huge mansion. Scott was showing the famous paintings on the wall and the whole cabinet of famous watches to Adele.

"You will miss fame, money, platform, and future. If you are willing to become Layton's chief puppet, you can get all of these things I showed you!"

"Would you always like to live in that dilapidated little room, smell of moss from the rain, share the bathroom with others, and cook for others in the kitchen every day? Don't you want to have a future of financial freedom? Adele!"

Scott stood up excitedly, his hand holding the spoon trembling uncontrollably.