Chamille jumped out of the hot spring and sat by the hot spring pool. Her clothes soaked in water clung to her body dimly. She soaked her calves in the water and kicked the water slowly.
This is the first time Risa Shirakaze meets her boss. She knows that Coke is in the financial field, but in her opinion, Coke is the person with the most power in the company. This girl who fell from the sky is very beautiful, like a Russian
The shipped dolls and Coca-Cola formed a contrasting scene between China and the West. Shirofeng Risa didn't dare to use "sexy" on her body easily. The body that had not developed in youth looked at the wings in the room, full of majesty. Chamier called softly.
An old woman in kimono is sitting on her knees in front of the sliding door.
"Are there any eggs at home?" Chamier asked with a chuckle.
"Here you go, please wait!"
"You want to put it in here?" Shirakaze Risa frowned in confusion.
This hot spring has been polluted. Although the spring is constantly bubbling and the spring water is flowing out along the vent, she is still worried that the bath salts thrown into the hot spring by Coke will directly contaminate the groundwater. This is not a good place to eat boiled eggs in hot springs.
place.
"I can choose to absorb or eliminate substances that are harmful to my body."
"That's the characteristic of the little lunatic. You don't need to worry about her. Even if you give her a dozen injections with that kind of 'truth water' that you ask for, it won't have any impact on her. You send her into her twenties."
It’s a bar for a strong man. She probably won’t blush even if she’s drunk.” Coke put down the book and rested her head on a stone, “Unless she chooses to accept it, there are very few things that can poison her to death.”
"That means there is!" Shirakaze Risa said.
"She can only accept her brother's blood. Once she refuses, a violent explosion will occur. Although it is not clear whether it can kill this little lunatic, she will definitely feel uncomfortable."
"You can only accept it?"
"It's mandatory. Once you accept it, she will be like every cat in March, April or November or December."
"In love?"
Coke nodded: "It's good that you know, anyway, no one can cure her at that time."
"This is my most deadly secret, and you actually told it to others directly?" Chamille smiled.
"It's not a big deal, we are all a family anyway." Coke nodded at Chamille.
It turns out that they are already a family, but Furi Saki is still terrified that these two great gods will directly take her life if someone is unhappy.
Chamille and Coke smiled very gently, but Shirakaze Risa was more cautious.
The status of these two people is not measured by money, she knows this very well. Having witnessed too many powerful people, the so-called nouveau riche and the rich second generation, the difference between money and status is obvious. She has just mastered money.
People who are young will always be the first to show off and show off their arrogance. People who have just gained power will always be the first to show off their achievements. But people who have been here for many years will gradually become old and dull.
Be fearless and do not become angry.
In fact, people who are used to seeing all kinds of things in the world and have stood on the top of the pyramid for many years will always have an inexplicable affinity. This is true of Chamille, and it is even more true of Coke.
Chamille is like a hands-off shopkeeper, and Coke is the real boss.
But who would believe that these two people, whose combined age is less than 40 years old, could be her boss? Even the second generation of rich people are not like this.
"Risaki's previous question mentioned feathers. Did you take out the feathers I collected?" Chamier looked at Coke.
"Your collections are all old and smelly, and they are not high-quality porcelain. What's the use of keeping them?" Coke complained, "In order to insure your collections, you spend seven million US dollars every year. Van Gogh's paintings
It’s nothing like this.”
"Have you also auctioned one of Van Gogh's paintings? To be precise, you spent 42 million US dollars on the black market. You spend money better than me." Chamille's eyes widened, "That's one of ten feathers.
One of them, I only have nine left now, how do you compensate me?"
"Feathers are not valuable. Apart from using high-end perfumes and essential oils to wash and diffuse them every day, what else are they for? I spent a lot of money to buy Japanese yen last year. Now the exchange rate has gone up, and I have made a total of 300 million US dollars."<
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"But the F35 crashed."
"That's only 100 million."
"Just...in order to get an F35 from the US base in Japan, all the communications and cameras in the base were paralyzed, and the electromagnetic pulse and quantum systems were used to crack the fire control system." Chamier's eyes widened, "Hua
Use my money to wipe the butt of Fountain College, and use my collection to give Beluseb a slap on the head! I didn’t say that we need to deal with the super dragon species."
"You didn't say it, but this is necessary, dear." Coke said.
"Is it worth spending $100 million to steal an F35?" Chamier asked, "Isn't it possible to steal an F22?"
"High technology definitely has its benefits. Although there are many cheaper options, you can't use a trainer aircraft to fight against dragons, right? By the way, we have also replaced the ammunition with the latest technology products.
Total value is 20 million US dollars."
"20 million? I saw BMWs flying in the sky."
"To be precise, it's a Porsche 911."
"Sure enough, military technology is always expensive. Saving the world rationally requires paying a high price." Chamier said.
"No return yet!" Coke reminded.
The old woman came back carrying the eggs.
"Send it in." Chamille stretched. After all, money is still not that important to her.
"Yes!"
The old woman put the eggs in a net bag and put them into the hot spring. The pink spring water made the old woman hesitate, but after seeing Risa Shirofu's nod, the old woman smiled symbolically.
"Are you a mixed race?" Chamille stared at the old woman.
"Yes." The old woman nodded.
"Angel hybrids... are rare. Why are there so many hybrids with angel blood in Japan?" Chamille asked.
"The largest country is *, where there are angel hybrids everywhere." Coke said lightly, "There are also Greece and Belarus."
"But I didn't expect that she would be in *country."
"Is it an accident? I don't feel any surprise. As long as she is discovered, she is like a wild dog that has never eaten meat. She will rush over even from the ends of the world. Sometimes, I wonder what her purpose is, although I also guess
She has acquired something but can no longer go back. Why is she still so eager to live leisurely here? Or is she still yearning for that world?" Coke said, "If it hadn't been for now, I still wouldn't be able to beat her." <
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Chamille reached out and touched the old woman's head. Although she was a Yamato Nadeshiko, she was still slightly taller than Chamille. In order to accommodate her, the old woman knelt down and lowered her head.
"Thank you for your hard work."
I don’t know who she was speaking to, but after hearing this, the old woman was so moved that she shed tears. She obviously had no emotion at all, but those words seemed to resonate deep in her soul.