The news about Jerome Bonaparte aroused Victor Hugo's interest. He put down the newspaper and wanted to hear some information about Jerome Bonaparte from Francois Hugo. At that time, his unreliable second son dashed his hopes again.
"I heard nothing!" Francois Hugo shrugged, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone: "Father, you don't even think about it, a rising political star like Prince Jerome Bonaparte, How could he be in the same circle as me? What's more, there is a guy like Baron Achille Fuld who only wants to be the scumbag of the Bonaparte family. Of course, he will not let Prince Bonaparte and people like me engage in unreasonable relations. Meaningful social interaction!”
"Huh? You mean that guy Achille Fuld has become Jérôme Bonaparte's lackey!" Victor Hugo's brows knitted together again, with an aggressive attitude in his words.
Retaining the traditional aristocratic character in his bones, he looked down on those bankers who only engaged in opportunism. In Hugo's eyes, those bankers were all worms who took advantage of the country's loopholes.
As a rising political star that Hugo was optimistic about, he felt that Jérôme Bonaparte should not have too deep negotiations with those guys.
"This should not happen yet!" Francois 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 Jérôme seems to be neither far nor close to the Baron! In short, our Mr. Baron has put his hot face on his cold butt!"
After saying that, Francois Hugo couldn't help laughing.
Victor Hugo also smiled. In his opinion, he did not "make a mistake."
"Dong dong dong!"
A knock on the door came from outside, and François Hugo and Victor Hugo looked at the red-painted nanmu door at the same time.
"Who's going?" Victor Hugo's eyes signaled Francois Hugo to open the door.
"Okay!" Francois Hugo spread his hands, stood up and headed for the door.
Just when Francois Hugo's buttocks had just 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 distance between the piano room and the door was closer than the sofa, François Hugo, who was happy to see the result, sat on the sofa again and made a "please" gesture and said: "Okay!"
Adele Hugo walked slowly to the door, the red nanmu door opened, and Jérôme Bonaparte and Eugène Rouet appeared outside the security fence side by side.
Jérôme Bonaparte, who was stopped by the anti-theft fence, glanced at the beautiful girl inside the anti-theft fence and was stunned for a few seconds, then asked the girl in front of him in an unfamiliar Parisian accent.
"Excuse me, is this Victor Hugo's house?"
"Hahahaha..." Adele Hugo couldn't help laughing.
Although Jerome Bonaparte had lived in Paris for nearly two years, his Parisian accent still had a slight Italian accent, which made his pronunciation slightly funny.
Of course, Jérôme Bonaparte knew his shortcomings, and he was working hard to correct them. The progress of correction is often not satisfactory to him.
Jérôme Bonaparte was still smiling as he waited for the girl's laughter to end.
Eugène Rouet, who was standing aside, stared at Jérôme Bonaparte with a nervous expression, fearing that the prince would leave in a rage.
"sorry Sorry!"
Adele Hugo, who knew she had lost her temper, quickly apologized to Jérôme Bonaparte. Her father once told her that it was impolite to laugh at other people's shortcomings.
"A beautiful girl's unintentional actions will always be forgiven by everyone!" Jérôme Bonaparte smiled and repeated what he just said: "Does Congressman Victor Hugo live here?"
This time, he changed to his honorific title.
"You are here to find father!" Adele Hugo looked at Jérôme Bonaparte and Eugène Rouet again. She opened the security fence: "Please come in!"
"Excuse me!" Jerome Bonaparte came in.
A middle-aged man with a beard and a burly build and an adult man who looked about the same age as Jérôme Bonaparte came forward.
When Jérôme Bonaparte saw the middle-aged man, he recognized him as Victor Hugo at the first sight. He stepped forward, held Victor Hugo's hand and said excitedly: "Hello, Mr. Hugo!"
Victor Hugo looked at the rising star of Paris in front of him in confusion. He didn't understand why Jerome Bonaparte was so excited.
"Mr. Jerome, your sudden visit really surprised me!" Victor Hugo glanced at Eugène Rouet next to Jérôme Bonaparte and said: "Member Rouet, Hello!"
Eugène Rouet smiled at Victor Hugo.
"I am a loyal fan of Mr. Hugo. I have read Mr. Hugo's book "Notre Dame de Paris" word for word!" Jérôme Bonaparte explained to Victor Hugo.
"Thank you!" Victor Hugo responded politely, but he was still a little excited in his heart: "I don't think Mr. Gerome came to my house just to talk about his works with me!"
"Of course, talking about works is only one aspect! I have always been looking forward to Mr. Hugo's next work. I wonder if Mr. Hugo has a clue?" Jérôme Bonaparte did not want to talk about political matters quickly. He turned to 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, Jérôme Bonaparte was invited to a small independent house.
Eugène Rouet was also placed in the living room, accompanied by François Hugo.
Jérôme Bonaparte and Victor Hugo sat on two Gothic-style armchairs respectively, with cushions stuffed with velvet under their buttocks. What a pleasure.
"Mr. Hugo, I believe you already know the purpose of my visit this time! Let me get straight to the point!" Jérôme Bonaparte relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, with his two arms hanging on both sides, and his hands folded on top of each other. Between the thighs pressed together, he said: "I hope you can help me run for president!"
Victor Hugo nodded slightly after hearing Jérôme Bonaparte's words, but he did not reveal his wishes.
"I think you have reached a certain agreement with the party behind me! You don't need my help at all!"
