Since the aristocratic circle is a circle, it naturally has the closed nature of a circle.

If there is no help from insiders to recommend it, people outside will not be able to squeeze in even if they break their heads.

This is especially true in the capital.

Grouping together, excluding, suppressing... These things are essential social skills that those guys have been studying since the elementary school.

The closer you get to the superior nobles, the more serious this phenomenon will be, and even civilians will not be spared.

Because of their proximity to their "superiors", those "subordinates" have gained a superior position than the same class.

Such "status" cannot be expressed without using such means.

Looking at Modric's expectant expression, Wien glanced speechlessly.

"Ask a perhaps a bit presumptuous question, what is Mr. Modric's magical level?"

If you can live a life of a good life, isn’t it fun to be a painter than to be a painter?

Magicians in the kingdom usually either enter major magic academies or enter military departments or major institutions to enjoy special allowances.

No matter what kind of career you are, your salary will not be low.

Hearing this, Modric's eyebrows frowned and showed a hint of bitterness.

"When I was studying in the magic academy in my hometown, the single-person program in the practice class was always at the level of passing the exam."

...It seems that it is better than Chris, and it is comparable to Gavin's classmate.

"Then is the warehouse I store," Modric signaled, "This is the workshop where I draw."

"The warehouse is too messy. I just happened to have a painting recently. Let's invite a few to the workshop for now."

Through a long corridor, he brought several people into another house.

It was also very empty inside, with only a few vacant easels placed beside it, and a simple wooden table placed on one side.

As soon as he walked in, Wien's eyes were attracted by the painting placed horizontally on the wooden table.

A brilliant light shone into the dim room, illuminating a skull placed on a wooden chair.

The skull was padded by a thick red book, and its empty eyes seemed to be leaping with golden flames. The pale bone color looked like a pebbles.

A golden halo hanging above the head of this skeleton.

In the picture, only this wooden chair is bright. The strong contrast between light and darkness even makes people feel that the skull is about to escape from the picture in the direction of the light.

Wien pondered, “What do you mean by drawing a halo for it?”

Influenced by Chris, he would sometimes accompany her to watch some paintings and also understand some metaphors in some paintings.

Currently, the popular school of painting in the capital is still various religious paintings or realistic figure paintings, while "halo" has a particularly specific religious meaning - specifically referring to [Divineness].

Then, the appearance of this skull was a little bit said.

Modric just smiled, "What does Mr. Wien Winchet think of this painting?"

"Although I don't know much professional knowledge, it can be regarded as a very excellent work from the perspective of skills." Wien said, "but if published to the outside world, it may cause great controversy."

Maybe it will cause strong protests from church members again.

From this point of view, the Kingdom Painters Association and him were not the same as each other, and it was not a strange thing to expel him directly.

After all, they create religious paintings for various churches and believers, but many of them use them to eat.

"I'm never afraid of controversy," Modric said lightly, "causing controversy is also a way to gain fame."

...Well, I am well aware of the mystery of traffic.

Wien turned his head and asked Chris next to him.

"What do you think?"

This person is still talented, but it may also attract some attacks or even establish some enemies for the Winche family.

"Whatever you want." Chris seemed to be completely indifferent.

"Don't do it."

He said casually, but if he made a choice that was not in line with her, he would still be angry.

Wien now knows these things very well.

Ho, woman.

He began to hold her hand and squeeze, while Chris looked unbearable.

"Since Mr. Modric doesn't want money, what do you want to exchange for?" She endured Vien's harassment and turned her eyes to the painting.

Finally getting to the point, Modric's eyes lit up.

He said slowly: "I heard that the Winchet family intends to recruit some painters, and I want to join in and coordinate this work."

"You don't know what these painters are for, you just want to join?" Wien wondered.

What if it is used to sacrifice to heaven?

Modric smiled and said, "You have come into contact with top painters in several art exhibitions before. In addition, Miss Chris' recent plan to buy land has attracted the attention of many interested people."

"I think such a big fanfare preparation should not be a small move," he said.

In terms of the real ambition of starting this publishing house, it is indeed not a small move.

"So, then, will this land be given to our family by you?" Chris asked.

A trace of flesh pain flashed in Modric's expression, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

He has already fought for his future.

"Let's go back and discuss it well." Chris didn't say anything, "I'll give you an answer within two days."

...

When the drizzle stopped and the rainbow hung in the sky, Wien and Chris, who had been traveling for most of the day, finally returned home.

"So tired~" Chris threw the bag in his hand on the table and started lying on the corpse again.

This has become her regular performance every day when she returns home—

It doesn't fit the image of a lady at all.

"Didn't you refuse to come back before? After shopping, you've finished shopping."

Wien packed up the planning drawings and other things he brought back to Karen, and asked her to put them back in Duke Elliot's study.

"We've all gone out, of course we have to solve it at one time." Kicking off the slippers, Chris rolled around comfortably.

Even though there was Stefanie's explanation during the field trip, the final decision still needs to be made by her.

"Which address do you think is better?"

Recalling his experience just now, Chris fell into choice difficulties.

"If it is the most economical, you will naturally choose Modric." Wien unbuttoned the bow tie and a few buttons on the collar of the top.

Perhaps I know that the paintings are not safe enough, and I also deliberately add the ground to increase my competitiveness.

The Winchet family is not short of money, but the initial funds of the publisher this time were all from Chris's small vault, which could not withstand waste.

Of course, Chris will also take away a large part of the profits generated in the future.
Chapter completed!