"Don't plan to apply for a license certificate?" The three of them were surprised when they heard this, and Alice even asked bluntly: "Why? Ah, I know! There must be a shady story, right? It's obvious!
It says that you can operate normally as long as you apply for a license certificate, but in fact it is very difficult to obtain the certificate, and you may even need to pay bribes to pass. Oops, your human society is so dark!"
She figured out the reason herself, and then sighed, as if she was not a human being.
"That's not the case." Rorona shook her head, with a slight smile on her face: "The Investigation and Governance Committee has established three types of license certificates for business premises of different specifications and properties. As long as they meet the requirements, they can apply for
It’s not difficult to prove the permit. It’s just that I have no way to apply for it due to personal reasons.”
"Personal reasons?" Alice asked: "What reason?"
"It's very simple. According to the regulations, all types of business premises must make reasonable explanations about the ingredients, sources and specifications of the goods they operate, and formulate corresponding prevention and pollution measures. But I have no way to explain what is happening in my workshop.
The ingredients and sources of these products." Rorona glanced at the workshop behind her. Every seemingly ordinary product on the shelf had a different meaning in her eyes. Her tone was leisurely but meaningful:
"If we explain it clearly, we might be in big trouble."
"Oh?"
Such a mysterious statement piqued Alice's interest, and she kept asking: "What's the trouble? Could it be that these products in your store are... fake and shoddy knock-offs?"
Lorena couldn't understand the meaning of "counterfeit goods". She slowly put the documents in her hands back into her sleeves and hid them, and then answered Alice's question with a smile: "All kinds of troubles, such as
Seizures by the industrial and commercial department, inspections by the taxation department, etc., if you think about the worse, it is possible to arouse the suspicion of a coalition of religious groups. By then, the people who come to the door will not only be people from the Investigation and Management Committee, saying
Maybe he will be the night watchman of the dark night habitat?"
Hearing the word "night watchman", Ringer's breathing stagnated for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He stared straight at Rorona's gentle and sweet little face, word by word.
He asked: "What does this matter have to do with the alliance with the Order and the Night Watch?"
"Oh, I thought the guests had known about it for a long time."
Facing his stern and serious gaze, Rorona's tone was still light and she replied with a smile: "About the fact that I am not an ordinary person."
She admitted it herself.
Previously, some of Rorona's unique behaviors and mysterious background made Ringer suspect that she was not an ordinary person. He even asked the residents living in this neighborhood for confirmation, but there was no evidence. In addition, after today
The two parties were about to part ways and never meet again, so he had no intention of pursuing the matter further. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the girl admitted the matter in person and admitted that she was not an ordinary person. p>
Why did she do this? Why did she say this to a few strangers whom she had only known for a few days? Does this have anything to do with the newly issued "Water Water Management Regulations"? She took the initiative to confess her identity because she wanted to use this method
Is there a way to win their trust? If so, what does she want to use this trust to achieve?
Ringer was not a suspicious person by nature, but the sudden incident still caused him to have various associations. In comparison, Alice's mind was much simpler. She was just startled, and then
He asked enthusiastically: "So you are indeed a magician? Or are you an alien? Oh, I have long thought that you are extraordinary. I felt that way the first time I saw you from the breakwater. Look, am I
Very discerning?"
"Well, yes, Miss Alice is very discerning."
Rorona nodded solemnly and followed the golden-haired maid's words, which immediately made her feel proud. She put her hands on her waist and her nose almost turned to the sky.
Then, Rorona turned to look at Linge and Saint Xalia, and said with a slight smile: "As for whether I am a magician or an alien, this kind of thing seems not suitable to be discussed in public. So you might as well follow me in
Let’s talk in the workshop, and please rest assured that I won’t do anything to you. In fact, I am the one who should be more worried. After all, I am just a weak woman with no power.”
In order to prove her words, Rorona also rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her hands to the three people, showing her slender and thin wrists. From a rough visual inspection, she could wrap them around with just her thumb and middle finger; cyan and red
The blood vessels are intertwined and looming under the pale skin; the slender fingers are spread out, and the fine lines on the palm are so light that it makes people worry that it may break at any time... From all aspects, this girl is perfect
It fits the word weak. So you shouldn’t worry about her bullying others, but you should worry about her being bullied by others.
While showing her wrist, Rorona blinked and looked at Linger. She clearly didn't speak, but her smart eyes seemed to convey her inner thoughts: A weak girl like me has the courage to invite the three of you.
When a stranger comes into the house, don’t you have the courage to say yes to me?
Recalling her previous appearance of being so weak on the breakwater, Linger suddenly became a little convinced. Moreover, he could not feel any dangerous aura from her body at all, so he asked Saint Xalia next to him with his eyes, and saw the latter nodded slightly.
After agreeing, he agreed to Rorona's invitation.
As for Alice? You don’t need to ask her to agree. After all, she has always been a person who likes to join in the fun. What’s more, the swimsuit she longs for is in the hands of Rorona. In order to save her swimsuit, even if Rorona is not a beautiful girl
It's a crow hag with teeth and claws. I'm afraid she will roar and rush forward to fight her to the death.
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Of course, there was no need to fight to the death with a beautiful girl, so she approached Rorona with a face and asked if she wanted to help her push the wheelchair.
Lorena smiled and declined, then pushed the wheelchair by herself, turned and walked towards the house. Alice followed her and asked curiously: "By the way, you weren't in a wheelchair yesterday, right? Why are you like this today?"
,Did something happen?"
"Well, something did happen." Rorona replied while pushing the wheelchair: "I accidentally sprained my foot while working yesterday, and I don't have crutches at home, so I can only use a wheelchair temporarily."
"Oh, that's it!" Alice actually nodded, believing this obviously perfunctory statement without hesitation.
Well, after all, she is an intuitive creature. She has always relied on her own instincts to live. She is simple-minded and unwilling to think. Only under certain special circumstances will she say something shocking and startle everyone, so don't blame her too harshly.
How to use your brain.
The reason why Ringer thinks this statement is perfunctory is because there are too many loopholes in it.
Why did a girl who was born frail and unable to exercise strenuously sprain her foot? Why did she have a wheelchair when she didn't have crutches at home? And the way she turned the wheelchair just now was clearly very skillful, as if she used it regularly; most importantly... Ringer and
Behind Alice and Saint Charlia, they entered Lorena's workshop, closed the old wooden door, and glanced at the face of the girl in the wheelchair with an imperceptible glance.
His complexion is much rosier than when we met a day ago. It is not a sickly rosy complexion, but a normal person's complexion. It does not look like he is suffering from a disease at all.
From the moment we met until now, she has not even coughed once, and there is no sign of deliberate suppression at all.
Except for the fact that she casually mentioned that she had a suspected "sprain" and needed to use a wheelchair, she looked no different from a normal person in appearance.