I have no literary talent.
So what do you want to do?
He raised a radiant smile.
Fooling around, he said
I managed to smile.
Chicago shouldn’t be a good place to fool around. I said I wouldn’t bother you. I’m going to find Yale quarterly
I got up and left. When I left the library, Larry was still absorbed in reading William James. After I had lunch alone, the library was quiet enough, so I went back to smoke a cigar, read, write and spend another hour or two. I never imagined that Larry was still buried in his head as if he didn’t move after I left. When I left at four o’clock in the afternoon, he still sat there and showed a high degree of concentration, which surprised me. I came and went like this, but he didn’t realize that I had to do many things that afternoon, so I was busy until it was time to change the dinner ceremony. However, on the way to the Stone Hotel, I couldn’t help but be curious and came to the library again. At that time, many people were reading newspapers in it. It was really strange that Larry was still sitting in the same chair, absorbed in reading the same thing.
eight
The next day, I went to the Parma Hotel at the invitation of Eliot. Mathurin’s father had lunch at a table. It was just the four of us. Henry Mathurin was tall and his son was not far apart. His face was ruddy and his jaw was wide and his nose was light blue. His eyes were small and his eyes were wily. He was at most fifty years old, but he looked ten years older. His hair was getting thinner and whiter. At first glance, he didn’t look very flattering. He was cruel and capable. At first, Henry didn’t say much about everything. I guess he still wanted to think about it. I also found that he didn’t take Eliot seriously, and Gray was almost silent. Fortunately, Eliot was present to use his excellent skills to make the topic endless, otherwise the meal would be quite difficult. I can’t help but think that he should have rich experience before, knowing that businessmen in the Midwest cajoled them to pay a lot of money to buy classic paintings. Mr. Matulin seems to have relaxed a lot at the moment, and made a few remarks, showing that his brain is brighter than his appearance, or he is a cold-faced comedian. Later, Eliot came to the head of the stock market and made a clear statement. If I had not known that he was full of
I got a letter from Gray’s friend Larry this morning.
Dad, why didn’t you tell me? Gray said.
Mr. Matulin faces me.
You know Larry, right? I nodded. He continued, Gray wants me to work for him. They are very close. Gray is his friend.
What did Larry say?
He thanked me for saying that this was an opportunity that young people dreamed of, but after careful consideration, he thought it would disappoint me and declined.
He’s so stupid, Eliot said
True Mathurin said.
I’m so sorry, dad. Gray said it would be great if he could work with me.
This kind of thing is reluctant to come.
Mr. Matulin said, watching his fine eyes become warm, and I realized that the tender side of this man of iron businessman shows how much he loves big and burly, and he turned to me again.
I’m telling you, this kid scored two strokes below par in our court on Sunday, and I lost badly. I really wanted to hit him on the head with a club, but I taught him.
His pride is beyond words, and I have no antipathy to him anymore.
I was very lucky that day, Dad.
It’s luck. You can hit the ball in the bunker and it’s only six inches from the hole. It’s called luck. The ball flew thirty-five yards. I want to take part in the amateur competition next year
I don’t think I have time.
I’m your boss, remember?
You’d better forget that even if you are a minute late, you will kill people.
Mr. Matulin laughed.
This kid makes me sound like a tyrant. He said, don’t believe me. I represent the facade of the company. It’s a great honor, and I ask my son to start at the grass-roots level and climb slowly like other young people. One day when the time is right, he will be qualified to take over my position. After all, it is absolutely necessary to take on a great responsibility to run such a company. Some customers have been with me for 30 years. They just trust me with their investment. Frankly speaking, I would rather lose money than see them lose money.
Gray smiled.
A few days ago, a woman came to the door and tried to throw a thousand dollars into a high-risk investment plan. She also said that the priest recommended him to refuse to take this order. The woman insisted on it again and again, so she gave him a good scolding. The woman finally cried and left him, and then called the priest and gave him a good scolding.
Most people always speak ill of investment intermediaries, but intermediaries are good or bad when they come. I don’t want to see people lose money and hope they can make money, but after reading the way many people do things, they often feel that they have to bankrupt themselves before they will be willing.
So you think he’s Eliot asking me this question. We’re walking along the road. Mathurin’s father has gone back to work first.
I’ve known new friends since I came here. Their father and son have a really good relationship. I’m touched by it, which should not be common in England.
Mathurin is very painful. He has a strange personality. He has just arrived at the guest’s office. It is true that hundreds of old ladies, retired soldiers and priests have their life savings handled by him. I think it must be thankless, but he is deeply trusted and honored by them. But when he meets a big business and faces a powerful interest group, he is more ruthless than others, leaving no sympathy. It should be his thing. He will do anything to get rid of whatever he does to people and enjoy it.
As soon as Eliot got home that day, he told Mrs. bradley that Larry declined Mr. Maturin and Isabel came in for lunch in the boudoir so that they could hear this conversation. According to Eliot’s account, he later talked a lot. Although he had never been in a job for ten years and called it easy to get rich, he still believed that people must be diligent. Larry was an ordinary YMCA. There is nothing to say that he did not follow the excellent system of the United States. Eliot knew with his insight that the United States was welcoming the unsung Jingla. It’s not difficult for Liyan to start from scratch if he can be diligent. Before the age of 40, it will be difficult for him to retire and move to a Paris-like city to live a gentry life and find an apartment in the bustling forest street. Eliot won’t object to buying a villa in Tulane Province, but Mrs. bradley said it more concisely, which is hard to refute.
He really loves you. You should get a job.
I don’t know Isabel’s reaction, but she must know her elders can’t talk. She knows boys who are either studying hard or have become busy. Larry, a class member, will never be able to get through the second half of the war by virtue of his excellent performance during his service. Everyone is exhausted and can’t wait to put it behind him. In the end, Isabel promised to talk about it once and for all with Larry. Mrs. bradley suggested that Isabel should ask Larry to go to Marvin. She recently ordered new curtains, but forgot where to put the copied size. I hope Isabel will measure it again.
Mr. Bob Nelson will give you a banquet, she said
