Human beings all over the world, no matter rich or poor, have their own troubles.

Troubles also come in different sizes.

Worries like whether to eat beef or hairy crabs for lunch are minor.

For example, the final exam is tomorrow and I haven't read half of the key points marked by the teacher. This is a big worry.

Li Mo's trouble is the construction of the Mars base, and Ying Sa Sa's trouble is the declining favorability of Mozi Technology, but their troubles are not as big as those of an M countryman.

No one wants to face someone who is troubled, because this often makes them his punching bag.

But the beautiful Natasha has to face it because she is a personal assistant.

The person with huge troubles is her boss.

Moreover, she knew that the document in her hand was about to bring greater trouble to her boss.

Natasha stood in front of a taupe wooden door with a delicate luster. She took out a mirror from her pocket and carefully adjusted her facial muscles in front of the mirror. Finally, a nearly perfect smile appeared on her face, like a budding flower.

The flower bones are placed.

Then, she unbuttoned the top button of her shirt collar.

took a deep breath

Knock on the wooden door with the most elegant gesture.

"fxx...get in!" A rough roar came from inside the door.

The nearly perfect smile on Natasha's face did not change at all. She gently pushed open the wooden door. The office was in a mess, and papers of various data reports were scattered on the floor.

As if not seeing the scene that seemed to have been hit by a hurricane, Natasha straightened her calves, stepped on high heels, and walked into the office elegantly.

Of course, as a professional personal assistant, she did not forget to close the open wooden door.

"Musk, this is a reminder notice from Mellon Bank." She knew that this rocket maniac was different from ordinary corporate bosses. He liked his subordinates to call him by his first name.

Sure enough, Musk was sitting on the chair with his head in his hands, his eyes widened, and his face was in disbelief.

"Dunning notice?"

"Our loan with Mellon Bank still has one quarter to pay."

Natasha did not answer this question. As an assistant, she only needed to put the received document on her boss's desk.

In fact, she did so.

"I see!"

"Jim!"

"It's the NCAA!"

Musk looked at the nine-digit number and the bright red seal on the reminder notice, and a ferocious look appeared on his face that had never appeared before.

Natasha knew that the boss was really in trouble this time.

Even after the explosion of the SpaceX starship, which people across the country had high hopes for, Musk, the owner of the starship, just sat under the stars for a night. When he showed up at the company the next day, his face was once again filled with his usual confident expression.

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But this time, since Musk attended a special meeting held by the NCAA, his temper has become more violent than ever. Sometimes even Natasha deliberately puts on black stockings, but she can't feel his direct gaze.

And Jim is the director of the NCAA.

Natasha, who graduated from the Ivy League, instantly understood what happened: the NCAA was forcing Musk to do something he didn't want to do.

Understanding the cause of something does not mean it can be solved.

Of course, it is not her responsibility to solve this problem.

What Natasha needs to do is be beautiful, just like she is squatting on the floor to collect the scattered papers. She is sure that she can only see a faint glimpse of the beautiful scenery from the boss's position.

Subtlety is the real beauty, which is what she learned from the special training class.

Just as Natasha was about to change her posture to show this "vague beauty" from different angles, Musk's voice came from behind: "Natasha, I want to ask you a question."

"If someone forces you to do something with a gun right now, if it succeeds, it will bring you great wealth and status."

"but!"

"If you fail, it is very likely to cause the death of 10 innocent people, and you will also be involved in huge criticism."

"what will you do?"

Opportunities always come so suddenly. The standard smile on Natasha's face changed a little, and the flowers bloomed quietly.

"Is that person holding a gun?" She raised her head, letting her pointed chin and smooth neck form a perfect curve. The end of the curve was "vaguely beautiful."

"Then any decision you make under this situation is a reasonable choice."

She knew that this man who had experienced violent storms already had the answer to the question. Asking this question was just to convince himself with the help of his own answer.

Musk murmured, "Yes, this is not my choice, God will forgive me!"

The last trace of hesitation on his face gradually disappeared. He picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Jim, let's start marching to Mars!"

Confidence is a man's greatest charm.

Natasha found that the charming man in her mind was back, and her eyes were filled with happiness.

The world is so strange. When a woman is happy because of something, another woman may be unhappy because of it.

The unhappy woman is Germanie. She has two children. The eldest son has just entered elementary school and the younger son is only a few months old. At the same time, she is also the wife of Luke Shepard.

Luke Shepard is the most famous astronaut of country M. This fame is based on the fact that he has been in space five times. And during the last return from the sky, he blocked the space shuttle with a spare spacesuit.

The crack in the spacecraft saved the lives of three astronauts.

Germanie, who has two lovely children, lives in a luxurious villa in a white area, and has a celebrity husband. She lives happily. However, she has been in such a bad mood for the past two days that her baby crawled to the bed.

She didn't notice either.

"Luke, you can't communicate with your old boss, Pete." She put the folded clothes into her suitcase and said to the man sitting in front of the dressing table: "You are still one month away from turning 40."

He is old and should have retired long ago."

"Why are you asked to go to Mars as the captain?"

Luke Shepard was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, carefully looking for a strand of white hair hidden in his hair. He didn't want to be called uncle by those "noobs".

Hearing what his wife said, he frowned: "This is of my own free will. In fact, I am very grateful to Peter for his recommendation."

"Over the years, I have insisted on exercising every day just for the day when I can return to space."

"And this time the destination is Mars, which is so far away that we have never been."

With pirate blood flowing through his veins, he is full of adventurous spirit.

"Never been there?" Germanie asked, "Aren't the Chinese building a base on Mars?"

She really couldn't understand Luke's so-called adventurous spirit.

"...That's different." As a proud M-countryman, Luke Shepard was unwilling to admit this backwardness, so he had to say: "This time Musk's SpaceX Conqueror can carry 10 crew members

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"China's Navigator can only carry a maximum of 5 crew members."

In Germanie's opinion, Luke at this time was like a poor student who proudly told his parents: "I am better than the top student in the class because I have a bigger appetite than him."

"..." She was about to say something sarcastic.

Accompanied by a "plop" and a cry of "wow wah wah" coming from under the bed, the naughty child took advantage of the "quarrel" between the two parents to start his own adventure.

Unfortunately taking risks often means getting hurt.

"Dimar, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!