Chapter 313 Mr. Fool, would you consider a new job?

Chapter 313 Mr. Fool, would you consider a new job?

Puning Port.

Hastur, who had been waiting patiently, finally received a visit from Greste and Klein.

When he saw Klein, he had a delighted smile on his face, "Mr. Klein, I didn't expect that we would meet in such a small port in South Wales."

"Earl Campbell, I didn't expect this to be your territory."

"You should call me Mr. Hastur, it sounds more pleasant."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Hastur invited them to sit down and drink tea. Then he looked at Greste and asked, "Are you here for the notices and the news in the newspaper?"

"The church asked me to thank Earl Campbell for his help this time. Without your intervention, they would not have been able to get out of trouble so quickly and return to Backlund." Greste's words seemed to have meaning.

Hasta deliberately ignored the speculation in his words and said with a smile: "I am only providing the help that I can. They are tourists who have come from Backlund. They are also my hometown, so naturally they should do their best."

Greste smiled and said, "They are lucky to have met Earl Campbell."

Hasta also smiled and said: "Your arrival is also my luck, but it's a pity that Leonard is not here."

"He has returned to Backlund."

"Oh, he left without even saying hello to me. Next time I return to Backlund, I have to have a good chat with him."

The three of them had a fairly harmonious conversation. After talking about business matters, Hastur naturally brought the topic to Klein.

"Mr. Klein, what is your current job?"

"Assisting the church to handle some matters, I am considered a non-staff member of the church. I also work in a security company." Klein answered naturally.

Yes, their Nighthawks team's superficial identity in Backlund is still a security company.

Hasta nodded and pretended to ask unintentionally: "You look more like a university teacher, with a bookish atmosphere. I always thought you were working in a certain university."

"I just hold a clerical job in a security company. I search for some information and process some documents on weekdays."

Hasta narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Excuse me, may I ask, how much is the weekly salary of a civilian employee in a security company?"

"Five pounds 10 sole, six days a week, four days off a month, work is pretty easy."

Klein answered this question very seriously, but added in his mind: "To be precise, my weekly salary is exactly 12 pounds. This does not include the overtime expenses and some rental subsidies and work benefits. The total monthly income is close to 60 gold pounds, and with the year-end bonus, the annual salary can be close to 800 gold pounds!”

This was last month, and in a month or two, his salary level will continue to rise. Next year, he will have a weekly salary of at least 20 gold pounds, and his annual income is expected to exceed the 1,000 gold pound mark!

With such an income, one can live a decent life even in a place with a high living standard like Backlund.

At least you can eat beef brisket and stewed potatoes every day and buy Melissa a small cake.

"Hey, why do you only have such a small weekly salary?" Hasta's slightly shocked words attracted the attention of Greste and Klein. He explained: "I have always been very optimistic about Mr. Klein and think he is fully qualified to win." Remuneration commensurate with his abilities.”

"The most basic monthly salary should be more than 100 gold pounds!"

Hastur offered a salary that was far higher than Klein's weekly salary of 5 pounds 10 solers.

Klein looked slightly stunned, a little dazed. This feeling of being favored by others was really weird.

The monthly salary is 100 gold pounds, which is equivalent to twice his current salary.

In Backlund, jobs with an annual salary of more than 1,200 gold pounds are basically in financial industries such as banks.

Is his work ability so valuable?

Greste next to him smelled something different. Could this Count Campbell want to pry into the corner of their Church of the Goddess of the Night?

Want to use a high salary to lure Klein into giving him a job?

Sure enough, his worries came true the next moment.

"Has Mr. Klein considered changing his job?"

"..."

Klein looked at Hastur in front of him in surprise. He really didn't understand which aspect of his ability the other party valued.

"If you are willing to leave Backlund and come to South Wales to help me handle things, I can pay you 200 gold pounds, no, 300 gold pounds, every month." Hastur tried his best to give Klein a reward An irresistibly high salary.

A monthly salary of 300 gold pounds?

So that’s 4,200 gold pounds a year!

With the style of the wealthy Earl Hastur Campbell, there will definitely be other income, and the annual income may exceed the 5,000 gold pound mark!

I only need to work here for a few years before I can return to Backlund and buy a big house of my own.

Maybe you can still have some money left to buy a farm and become a free farmer.

Klein silently made a calculation in his mind, and couldn't help but sigh that this was really an irresistible temptation.

Based on his knowledge of the Church of the Goddess of the Night, even Archbishop Anthony of St. Samuel's Church does not earn more than 5,000 gold pounds a year.

Of course, the rights represented by that position are the most important. How much money can be earned in a year is no longer something that needs to be considered.

Klein was silent for a while and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Hastur is really flattering. I don't think I am qualified for such a high-paying job based on my ability."

"Ability is only one aspect. Personality and character are also a bonus here. I really think you shouldn't stay in Backlund and be an ordinary civilian employee of a security company. That would be too condescending. You are more suitable to go out and make a career. one time."

Klein admitted that he was a little tempted, but still chose to refuse.

He is quite satisfied with this job now, and staying in the Nighthawks team is equivalent to staying within the system. At least the harvest will be guaranteed despite droughts and floods.

If you choose to work here, it depends on the face of Lord Hastur Campbell. If you are fired if things go wrong, or if you are forced to lay off in middle age, there will be no guarantee for the future.

What's more, there are extraordinary factors in this world, and staying in the Church of the Night Goddess is more suitable for him to use his abilities.

"What a pity." Hastur had an obvious expression of disappointment on his face, and then asked Klein to bring a message to Leonard, asking him if he would like to come to South Wales to make a living.

"I will convey your kindness to Leonard." Klein accepted the entrustment with a message.

Hastur sighed, "Oh, I'm in dire need here, and I really need help from someone I can trust."

"It's getting late. We've been disturbing you for a long time. It's time to leave."

Greste said goodbye. He was afraid that if the conversation continued, Lord Hastur Campbell would set his sights on him.

"Staying here to have a meal together in the evening will allow me to do my part as a landlord."

Greste and Klein both chose to refuse Hastur's warm invitation.

Greste didn't want to talk anymore, and Klein felt it was heartbreaking to refuse such a large amount of money, or he just turned a blind eye.

After sending the two of them away, Hastur laughed.

The expression on Klein's face just now was very interesting. When he extended the olive branch, he at least felt moved for a moment, and maybe he was still calculating a score in his heart.

"What a pity, Mr. Fool just refuses to change jobs and find a new job."

Hastur still felt it was a pity. It would definitely be interesting to keep Klein by his side and use money to stimulate the poor god from time to time.

He suddenly thought of the original Miss Audrey. When his financial situation was at its most difficult, Audrey had also taken pleasure in his poverty.

"Suddenly I miss Backlund's life a little bit."

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Greste and Klein were walking slowly on the street, trying to regain their mood a little.

Greste smiled and joked: "Tsk tsk, the monthly salary is 300 gold pounds. This is an extremely well-paid job. Even in Backlund, it is difficult to find such good treatment. You really don't have any Heartbeat?"

I may have an income of 5,000 gold pounds a year. Do you think I am not interested?

After working for a few years, I can buy a big house in Backlund and buy a farm as a local owner. Do you think I look like a person who is not short of money?

Klein wanted to say these words to Greste, but he quickly suppressed the bleeding thoughts in his heart and said with a smile: "I still prefer to stay in Backlund, even though the weather there is far worse than here."

Greste laughed twice and said with a hint of fear: "Fortunately, you didn't agree to stay and work here, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain it to the church."

Klein thought for a while and said, "Perhaps you can suggest that the church give me a bigger salary increase. This will give me more resistance in the face of temptation."

"It's a very reasonable suggestion. I'll mention it to Archbishop Anthony when I get back."

"Can you not say it was me who suggested it?"

"Of course, this is entirely my personal opinion."

The two laughed and chatted for a while. When they returned to the door outside the residence, their footsteps suddenly stopped and they remembered another thing.

After what happened today, how should they investigate this Earl Hastur Campbell?

No matter in any aspect, they have no evidence that the other party may have problems, and without any substantial evidence, a count is still very valuable.