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Chapter 395: Tuberose

 After the meeting on the winter night, the executives quickly dispersed, as if the ruthless wind had blown away the only excitement, and only the sound of footsteps echoed gently in the palace of Nuoda.

Winter in the solstice is no better than in Liyue. It is bone-chilling and feels like falling into an ice cave.

Pantalone put away her smile, tightened the coat around her shoulders slightly, and came to the stairs outside the Winter Palace.

His carriage was already waiting under the gleaming cast iron lamp.

Although Sandone and Fontaine's craftsmen have developed mechanical chariots driven by gears, tracks and steam, the wealthy still prefer these luxurious vehicles customized from Liyue.

According to his words, there is no comparison between the defective industrial products created by Sandone and the meticulously crafted ancient craftsmanship.

Just as the rich man was about to step off the last step, the heavy sound of military boots on the ground came from behind him.

"Pantaronie."

Following closely was "Captain" Capitano, who blocked the rich man's way, quickly removed his gauntlets, pulled off his soft velvet-lined gloves, and took off the extremely ordinary silver rings on his fingers.
Through the light in the blizzard, Pantalone could see clearly the eyes under the mask, which were like the unchanging indifference of the snowfield.

"Help me bring this ring to the last king."

Capitano held onto the side armor of his face armor, and the muscles on his arms undulated with his movements.

Very few people have seen the captain's appearance under the heavy armor. The face armor seems to hide his past, leaving only the long black hair hanging naturally on his shoulders.

The banker wearing half-rimmed glasses reached out and tightened his coat, letting the fluff on the collar stick to his face. He narrowed his eyes out of habit and smiled as usual, but did not rashly take the ring handed over by Capitano.
"This is my honor, Captain."

"But you know... I am a businessman, and I will not do anything without profit."

Pantalone's eyes and brows were filled with a smile, she gently turned the tail ring on her left hand and spoke slowly.

Of course, Capitano understood what the rich man wanted. After putting on his gauntlet again, he thought for a moment and then proposed the terms of the deal.

"I will apply to the city hall to replace the weapons and equipment of the Vanguard Army of Fools, so Northland Bank can get a loan list of hundreds of millions of molas."

Hearing the captain's words, Pantalone's narrowed eyes couldn't help but widen slightly. She reached out her hands happily and took the ring from the other party's hand. The ends of her curled hair beside her ears swayed slightly with the shaking body.

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"Then... as an executive who represents the Ice Queen's grace, I think this kind of thing is just a piece of cake."

The engraved silver wrench fell into Pantalone's velvet gloves, looking particularly inconspicuous against his various rings.

Capitano obviously didn't want to talk to the rich man anymore, so he turned around alone and walked into the blizzard.

The rich man watched the captain walk away and played with the Nata-style ring in his hand. The silver ring turned into a flower in his hand, was thrown into the air, and then fell into the palm of his hand.

"Russell, go to Northland Bank."

The old coachman known as Russell opened the curtain for Pantalone. After confirming that the master was seated firmly, he slowly pulled the rope.

Half an hour later, the carriage carrying Pantalone entered the snow-covered city and stopped in front of a complex of winter-style buildings.

Several dark spire towers stand on the high steps. The towers surround the main body of the building in the center. The main entrances all face the cloister stairs in the central hall. The top of the porch is decorated with galloping bronze horses and simple statues with complicated patterns.

The interior of the bank is supported by dark red velvet, with bright gold as the main tone. There is a huge crystal chandelier in the center of the dome, and the dome windows on both sides are made of stained glass. The dim light of the element lights slants through the windows.

, forming colorful shadows on the columns.

The receptionists who passed by all saluted the distinguished gentleman respectfully, and after Pantalone handed the cloak to the servant, he walked straight to the elevator and went to the study room on the top floor of the bank.

The floor of the study room is covered with thick and luxurious carpets. Even the gold and silver threads are just ordinary decorations. The dark blue background is printed with mora patterns. The fireplace against the wall is calm and majestic, and further away is ebony.

There are many exquisite accessories on the desk.

After taking off his robe, Pantalone picked up the hair tie on the table, tied up his slightly curly hair, held the hot pot on the fireplace, opened the desk drawer, and took out the tea imported by Qiao Yingzhuang, with a focused expression.

Make some tea.

In the drawer full of documents and bills, there is also a blue bracelet. Judging from the size of the wrist and the pattern style, it obviously belongs to a certain Liyue woman.

"Irina, the polar night is about to enter. Has the shipment been delivered?"

Pantalone picked up the white jade porcelain cup with her fingertips, opened her lips and took a sip of tea, tucked her soft gray-black hair behind her ears, and asked the empty room.

"We have already set off from the Port of Ormos, sir. We can sew it right away when you choose the style."

"These are new design drawings, please take a look."

The glistening water light refracted, forming a flowing sea-blue mirror. A lady from the winter country walked out of it with a dignified posture as if she were serving a god. She held a stack of drawings in both hands and bowed to answer the rich man's questions.

Pantalone took several drawings presented by the lady and read them one by one.

These are the cloak styles that the best costume designers in the winter have sketched for their Majesty the Queen.

The design will be sent to Mr. Pantalone, who will personally select it, sew it with the best materials, and present it to Her Majesty the Queen.

Her Majesty the Queen’s food and clothing needs to be of the best quality and cannot be careless at all.

After reading all the design drawings, Pantalone selected one of them and commented: "This one looks pretty good, but the decoration on the cuffs does not suit the Queen's taste. The gems here were changed to light metal, and the pendant was used last time."

Among the batch of old stones sent, choose the ones with the best color and luster."

"Yes, my subordinates will let them change it."

Irina lowered her head and was about to leave when she was stopped by a smiling Pantalone: ​​"Don't let anyone intercept this batch of goods again."

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"Ah! Yes...I understand..."

"I promise you...those who are disrespectful will definitely be punished!"

Of course Irina understood what the rich man was referring to, and she did not dare to feel dissatisfied at all, so she called out the water mirror and left.

As the executive who controls the Solstice economy, Pantalone's wealth has reached countless levels.

But his wealth has never made him give up the valuable trait of caution. Although he occasionally was at a temporary disadvantage in business wars, he was able to escape unscathed every time.

Apart from Ning Guang, only the woman named Ye Lan gave him a headache.

A few months ago, a hidden trade route secretly set up by Pantalone was infiltrated by Yelan, and the goods were intercepted.

Although the Fools' Vanguard Army snatched away the other party's ancestral jade bracelet [Youqi Wristband], the rarest exotic monster fur in the cargo was also taken away by this mysterious person, and a message was left behind that it was used as a jade bracelet.

Compensation.

This kind of magical beast is powerful. Although it died hundreds of years ago, its bones and remains have not decayed for many years, and its fur has a fragrant fragrance. It is an excellent material for making cloaks, and it can be said to be priceless but not marketable.

Not only that, Yelan, who got the fur, also rejected the style carefully chosen by the rich for Her Majesty the Queen, directly took off the animal skin, mixed it with Liyue ramie, and made a new style of sleeved Xiapei called [White Band Feilian].

Pantalone had to find new materials and design clothing drawings for Her Majesty the Queen.

"Yelan, Ningguang..."

The feeling of meeting an opponent in chess made Pantalone look forward to this trip to Liyue even more. The rich man with a smile took out the letter cutter from the open drawer, elegantly cut open the intelligence letter given by the clown, and pulled out the paper

Read.

But when she saw the changed contract in the intelligence, the unsuspecting Pantalone was stunned. The smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by suddenly shrinking pupils and a distorted face.

"...compensate for the repair costs of damaged buildings, waive the debts of the victims' families with the bank, and issue temporary interest-free loan assistance..."

The usually gentle and elegant rich man almost lost his composure at this moment, and the final sound of his gritted teeth revealed a chilling anger.

"Dadalia..."

"You really deserve to die..."


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