Chapter 84： political negotiation

The news of Jerome Bonaparte made Victor Hugo a little interested. After putting down the newspaper, he was just about to hear some information about Jerome Bonaparte from Francois Hugo. At that time, the unreliable second son wiped out his hopes.

"I didn't hear anything!" François Hugo shrugged and said with a hint of self-deprecation in his tone: "Father, don't you think about it, a political star like Prince Jerome Bonaparte, How could it be possible to be in the same circle as me. What's more, there is a guy like Baron Achille Fuld who wants to be the son of the Bonaparte family. Of course, he will not let people like Prince Bonaparte and me have nothing to do with it. Meaningful social!"

"Huh? You mean that guy Achille Fuld has become Jerome Bonaparte's son of a bitch!" Victor Hugo frowned again, with an aggressive attitude in his words.

In his bones, he kept the traditional aristocratic spirit, and he looked down on those bankers who would only engage in opportunistic tricks. In Hugo's eyes, those bankers were all worms who exploited the country's loopholes.

As a promising political star of Hugo, he felt that Jerome Bonaparte should not have too much negotiation with those guys.

"It shouldn't be there yet!" François Hugo said in an uncertain tone while recalling the situation at Baron Achille Fuld's house yesterday, "Princess Mathilde doesn't seem to like it. Baron, Prince Jerome seems to keep his attitude close to the baron too! In short, our baron put his hot face on his cold ass!"

After speaking, Francois Hugo couldn't help laughing.

Victor Hugo also smiled. In his opinion, he did not "see the wrong way".

"Dong dong dong!"

A knock came from outside the door, and François Hugo and Victor Hugo looked at the red-painted nanmu door at the same time.

"Who's going?" Victor Hugo gestured to Francois Hugo to open the door.

"Okay!" Francois Hugo spread his hands, got up and went to the gate.

Just when François Hugo left the long sofa, the door of the piano room opened again, and Adele Hugo appeared.

"I'll do it!" Adele Hugo replied to Francois Hugo in the distance.

Since the piano room was closer to the door than the sofa, Francois Hugo, who was happy to see it, sat on the sofa again and made a "please" gesture, saying, "Okay!"

Adele Hugo walked to the door slowly, the red nanmu door opened, and Jerome Bonaparte and Eugène Rouet outside the security fence appeared side by side.

Jerome Bonaparte, who was stopped by the anti-theft fence, glanced at the beautiful girl in the anti-theft fence for a few seconds, then asked the girl in front of him in a rusty Parisian accent.

"Excuse me, is this Victor Hugo's house?"

"Pfft hahaha..." Adele Hugo couldn't help laughing.

Although Jérôme Bonaparte has lived in Paris for almost two years, his Parisian accent is still slightly Italian, which makes his pronunciation a little comical.

Of course, Jerome Bonaparte knows his own shortcomings, and he is also working hard to correct them. The progress of the correction is often not satisfactory to him.

Jerome Bonaparte still smiled and waited for the girl's laughter to end.

Eugène Rouet, who was standing beside him, stared at Jerome Bonaparte with a nervous expression, for fear that the prince would leave in a rage.

"sorry Sorry!"

Adele Hugo, who knew her gaffe, hurriedly apologized to Jerome Bonaparte. Her father once told her that it was impolite to laugh at others' shortcomings.

"The unintentional actions of the beautiful girl will always be forgiven by everyone!" Jerome Bonaparte smiled and repeated the words just now: "Does Senator Victor Hugo live here?"

This time, he changed his honorary title.

"You're here to find your father!" Adele Hugo glanced at Jerome Bonaparte and Eugène Rouet again. She opened the security bar: "Please come in!"

"Excuse me!" Jerome Bonaparte entered the door.

A burly middle-aged man with a beard and an adult man who looked about the same age as Jerome Bonaparte greeted him.

When Jerome Bonaparte saw the middle-aged man, he recognized Victor Hugo at first sight. He stepped forward, held Victor Hugo's hand and said excitedly, "Mr. Hugo, hello!"

Victor Hugo looked at the rising star of Paris in front of him with a confused expression. He did not understand why Jerome Bonaparte was so excited.

"Mr. Jerome, your sudden visit really surprised me!" Victor Hugo glanced at Eugène Rouet beside Jerome Bonaparte and said, "Member Rouet, Hello!"

Eugène Rouet gave Victor Hugo a slight smile I am a big fan of Mr. Hugo, Mr. Hugo's book "Notre Dame de Paris", I read it word by word ! "Jérôme Bonaparte explained to Victor Hugo.

"Thank you!" Victor Hugo responded politely, but he was still a little excited: "I don't think Mr. Jerome came to my house to talk about his works with me!"

"Of course talking about works is only one aspect! I've been looking forward to Mr. Hugo's next work. I wonder if Mr. Hugo has any clues?" Jerome Bonaparte did not want to quickly talk about political face-to-face matters. And ask about Hugo's creation.

Victor Hugo subconsciously glanced in the direction of the study and responded, "Not yet!"

"That's such a pity!" Jerome Bonaparte responded with a melancholy expression.

At the invitation of Victor Hugo, Jerome Bonaparte was invited to a small independent house.

Eugène Rouet was also arranged in the living room accompanied by Francois Hugo.

Jerome Bonaparte and Victor Hugo were seated on two Gothic-style armchairs, with velvet cushions under their hips. What a pleasure it was.

"Mr. Hugo, you must already know the purpose of my visit this time! I'll get straight to the point!" Jerome Bonaparte relaxed and leaned back on the chair, his arms drooped at his sides, his hands placed together "I hope you can help me run for president!"

After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's words, Victor Hugo nodded slightly, but he did not show his will.

"I think you have reached a certain agreement with the party behind me! You don't need my help at all!"