The conditions for receiving a title

"As for how to get them to accept it..." Lorry thought for a moment and said:

"You could contact the Publishing House of ' Ladies’ Aesthetics ' magazine and ask for sponsorship to hire several famous actors from the Kingdom to shoot the magazine cover."

Qiao nodded slightly.

"Clear.

"I've handled similar cases before."

Phew... Having a good helper really makes a difference... Lorry nodded in satisfaction, adding to his unfinished idea:

"Furthermore, while ensuring the normal operation of the production line, a portion of the latter's profits will be allocated to cooperate with the Church of the Evernight Goddess to provide free Face Mask to homeless people and impoverished families in the East Borough, Factory District, and Bridge Borough District, where they struggle to even fill their stomachs."

After speaking, he paused briefly. "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Not for now," Qiao replied after a moment's thought, "but during the actual implementation process, some problems may be discovered. You'll need to...

--Lorry's reason for leaving Backlund was to return to Lenburg for the New Year holiday, visit some old friends, and explore suitable investment projects.

The First Manager was clearly worried that a similar situation would happen again.

Without hesitation, Lorry replied:

"If you encounter a situation you don't know how to handle, and I'm not in Backlund, tell Wall shareholder, and she will make the decision."

"Understood." Joe didn't ask any further questions.

He waited a few seconds, and seeing that his boss had no further instructions, he said, "Besides the report I just gave, there are two other things that I'm afraid I need you to decide on."

Lorry picked up his teacup and took two sips:

Tell me about it.

"First, are you planning to accept the investment...?" Joe said, glancing cautiously at Lorry's expression. Seeing no reaction from him, he continued:

"Recently, many people have been asking about this matter."

"The people behind the visitors include wealthy merchants with businesses all over the Kingdom, as well as nobles and gentlemen of the Parliament, all of whom wield astonishing power."

"They hope to invest in the Factory and expand their business."

"Among them, there are two people who require your special attention: one is Baron Syndras, and the other is Earl Hall, Parliamentarian of the House of Lords."

"They are undoubtedly among the wealthiest people in the Kingdom, with deep political connections. If handled carelessly..."

Baron Syndras? The one who later fought with Klein for the Coim Company shares? Lorry recalled the baron's information after a moment's recollection.

Earl Hall, of course, goes without saying.

Without needing to recall the Original Novel, he already knew the other party's general situation: the father of the Tarot Club's biggest financial backer, and a very important figure in the Loen Kingdom.

It's no exaggeration to say they are as rich as a country.

Lorry once saw an interesting statement:

If Klein is unlucky and the first person pulled into the Gray Fog isn't "Justice" Audrey, the Tarot Club no different from the Beggars' Sect.

During the time he faked his death and came back to life, without this lady's 300 pounds, Mr. Fool might have had to work as Clown in the Circus Troupe to make a living.

Lorry smiled and quietly made a sarcastic remark about a Future great being:

Don't worry about these investment intentions, I'll handle them properly.

"Let's move on to the next thing."

Qiao carefully observed his boss's expression and, finding no sign of him putting on a brave face, finally relaxed and said:

"The church has sent people over several times to invite you to discuss the awarding of medals."

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"Previously, when you weren't in Backlund, I kept replying to them with the excuse of an 'overseas research project.' Now, what do you think...?"

Uh, a title that's all talk and no action. If you hadn't brought it up today, I wouldn't have even remembered it... Lorry nodded with a wry smile to himself.

Okay, I understand.

Is there anything else?

"No." Joe shook his head and picked up the documents on the table again. "I'm going back to work. If you need anything, please have someone contact me."

After saying that, he turned and left with steady steps.

Money really does nourish... Mr. Manager's health has improved a lot... Lorry's gaze swept over Joe's back, and as he looked away, he heard the soft sound of the door closing.

He picked up his Black Tea again, took a few sips, and leaned back in his office chair.

"Old Gentleman, what excuse do you think I should use to decline the award?" Lorry stared at the Ceiling for a moment, pondering, and asked himself in a low voice.

Sebastian's voice quickly rang out, his tone full of confusion:

Why cancel? It's not a bad thing.

"..." Lorry was speechless upon hearing this. "Don't forget, 'Fitz Posner ' is a fake identity. Do you think I can pass the vetting?"

Sebastian countered:

Why not?

"The Church of the Evernight Goddess already knew your true identity. The fact that they still made this decision shows that they don't care about this trivial matter at all."

"I know." Lorry sat up.

"But awarding medals is a matter for the Royal Family; don't they care?"

Sebastian was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Didn't Vera tell you where this Identity Documents came from?"

"..." Lorry paused for a moment, then said, "No."

Sebastian explained in a "I knew it" tone:

"Simply put, everything on this Identity Documents, including the name, is genuine, and even with verification, nothing will be found."

Lorry frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly said:

"The Lieutenant Colonel made a trip to Lenburg? Did he use your connections?"

Sebastian hummed in agreement and didn't say anything more.

He's been focused on analyzing the knowledge within the blood of Demigod lately, and he's been very busy. He wouldn't have said a word unless Lorry asked him.

In that case, it wouldn't hurt to get a title of Lord for fun... Maybe I'll even have a chance to show off in front of Dwayne Dantès someday... Thinking this, Lorry finished his cup of Black Tea, got up and went to the Bedroom inside, where he changed into a high-end suit befitting a businessman.

He then stroked the White Bone Ring, Teleportation to the vicinity of Saint Samuel Cathedral, walked into the prayer hall, and found a corner to sit down.

Today is Monday, and the prayer hall was almost empty this afternoon.

Lorry occupied a large section of seats by himself, closed his eyes, and prayed quietly.

Before long, he felt a gaze upon him. Following the gaze, he saw an old man wearing five Dark Sacred Emblem on his chest.

Saint Anthony nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Lorry stood up and followed the Archbishop at a leisurely pace.

Soon, the two arrived at the Prayer Room where they had met last time.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency Saint Anthony." Lorry skillfully traced Crimson Moon on his chest and greeted him, gazing into the other's deep eyes.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fitz Posner," Saint Anthony said with a smile, performing the same gesture with a devout expression.

"Your manager should have already told you about the knighthood, right? The minimum land holding for a hereditary Lord is 200,000 acres."

"Once the requirements are met, I will come here and discuss the follow-up matters with the Royal Family."