"Two guests..." the boss asked doubtfully, "Are my words so funny?"
"I'm talking about boss! Don't you know that the three princes never accept gifts?" The general staff officer sighed: "To take a step back, even if you find an introduction that the three princes will not refuse, Human, but such behavior is still very reckless."
"To be honest, General Staff Officer." The boss turned around and waved several clerks out: "Our old rival has found a backer, and we don't have much time left. If we don't pay attention, If so, all that awaits us is a dismal ending. Before I knew you wouldn't accept the gift, I even prepared one for you..."
"You are really well-behaved." Cohen couldn't help but smile: "Then, why don't you just give His Majesty the Emperor a gift?"
"Who dares?" The boss was surprised: "His Majesty the Emperor's mood and anger are not something ordinary people like us can speculate on, and we dare not go beyond etiquette."
"It all depends on people! Okay, let's not talk about this. Now I have to order a few sets of jewelry from you." Cohen laughed and took off an inconspicuous small bag from his belt: "I have some raw materials here, please help me. design production."
The boss took the bag with both hands, opened it, and found that his open mouth didn't close for a long time.
"Why, you can't do it?"
"No, we can do it." The boss nodded, unable to conceal his excitement: "But may I ask, sir, what are these gems?"
"His Majesty the Emperor rewarded them." Cohen replied calmly: "Can you tell the origin of these gems?"
"Of course you can tell the place of origin. This is a very rare demon alliance gem!" The boss poured the six gems in the bag on the table. His eyes were not focused on the few gems, and his fingers were trembling slightly: "They are all The color is of high quality, but the color is not good now because it was not polished. The most rare thing is that these gemstones are relatively large and can be made into complete sets of perfect jewelry."
"Then order six sets, each with a necklace, a tiara, and a ring. After seeing so many samples, I have some confidence in your ability to make top-quality jewelry." Cohen sat down and said, "But you have to be careful. These things I ordered are also for gifting. How long do you need them? How about the wages?"
"I promise to let you get the most dazzling jewelry in the entire Holy City, but it will take two months at the earliest." The boss became energetic and kept the gems tightly in his hands: "In terms of wages, can you allow me to use Are the offcuts deductible? I promise I won’t mess around to get more offcuts.”
"No problem." Cohen picked up another set of jewelry that he just looked at: "But I still want this."
"Deal!" The boss nodded cheerfully.
"Since you are so cheerful, let me tell you one more thing. It's just a favor." Cohen smiled: "As a well-informed businessman, you should have heard of His Majesty the Emperor's Chief Liaison Officer, right?"
"I know! I wonder who you mentioned this gentleman as..."
"The Chief Liaison Officer has made some friends recently and may need jewelry. And I heard that he is resting at home this afternoon. I have the business card of Viscount Silver Moon Lake. I should be able to see him..." Cohen stood up and looked at it indifferently. He glanced at the boss and threw a business card on the table: "After my jewelry is finished, you can also send it to the general liaison officer. Mr. Staff Officer, can we go together?"
"Very happy." Carlos nodded.
"Send me off, sir..." The boss lowered his head and sent the two senior officials out of the door: "Thank you, sir, for your advice."
Carlos also wanted to go horseback riding, but Cohen dragged him into his carriage.
"Where are you going?" As soon as he got on the carriage, Carlos asked Cohen with a smile: "Your Excellency, the Viscount of Silver Moon Lake?"
"Go to your house." Kornpi said with a smile: "I'm going to see the mother of the General Staff Officer."
"No need..." Carlos quickly begged for mercy: "My mother's birthday hasn't come yet, and I haven't prepared anything. The house is in a mess, boss, just let me go! I promise to invite you as a guest on my mother's birthday."
"
"Really?" Cohen asked suspiciously, "The reason why you hide it so much is that simple?"
"I'm the general staff officer! How could I lie?" Carlos almost swore to the sky: "Because the mansion my home used to be was the mansion of a rebel leader, and many places haven't been cleaned up yet... We don't have much.
But I have wronged Miss Weisha. If a certain dean finds out, we will all be lectured."
Wei Sha pursed her lips and smiled without making a sound.
"Okay then! I won't bother you at home today." Cohen looked at Weisha and leaned his back on the chair cushion: "But we have already come out, so you have to find a place for us to play."
"I remembered." Carlos slapped his thigh: "A few guys invited me to have a big dinner today!"
"What are you talking about?" Cohen chuckled: "Inform the driver to turn around."
The carriage turned a corner, drove up another street, entered the residential area of senior officials near the palace, and directly entered a heavily guarded house. The general staff officer was on the carriage, so the guards at the door would not stop him.
When the carriage stopped, Cohen stepped down in two steps, looked around and asked Carlos: "This yard is nice, who lived there before?"
"It used to be owned by a general of the rebels. The previous owner was also a general. The current owner is still a general." Carlos smiled and said, "Would you like to guess who it is?"
"It should be the residence of that guy Wen." Cohen was helping Weisha get out of the car and said without looking back: "Looking at the surrounding furnishings, you can tell it's an alien style. If we invite you to a big dinner, that guy Wen should be..."
The one who knows how to make noises the most...these guys all have weird personalities, and no one except him can take care of them."
Carlos said nothing and gave Cohen a thumbs up. Under the leadership of a wingman officer who came after hearing the news, the three of them walked through the corridor and walked to the backyard.
"I said! Hurry up, or you won't be able to eat later!" As soon as they arrived at the door of the backyard, the three of them heard a thick voice shouting: "Mogadi, what are you doing? Do you think dwarves are honest and easy to bully?"
"
"I'm fishing." From the sound of his voice, Mogadi was still the same as before. He was answering in a serious tone: "You said you wanted to add vegetables."
"There is already so much food, why do you still want to fish?" The voice of the owner of this place, Wen, finally sounded: "Besides, can those small fish just for watching really fill everyone's stomach? Hey... I'm just
It’s just talk! You don’t have to put back everything you catch, right?”
The three people at the door looked at each other and smiled, then stepped forward. By the time they passed the courtyard door, Cohen had returned to his true self.
"Let it go? Mogadi, you idiot, come over and help me barbecue!"
"No." A serious voice replied: "I'll just keep fishing."
"I really don't understand what you are thinking." The dwarf blew his beard: "It's like a stuffy gourd."
"This should be easy to understand." Cohen walked up from behind and said loudly: "Our young master Mogadi has lived in the desert for many years and has a deep attachment to water and the food in the water."
"Boss?" Wadi turned around and saw Cohen, and shouted in surprise: "Why are you here free?"
"Don't shout too much, I sneaked out." Cohen walked up and bumped fists with Wadi: "Look behind me."
"It's Weisha! She's getting more and more beautiful! If I didn't have an engagement, I would be the first one to snatch you home!" Before Wadi could recognize who it was, Wen was already yelling at the side, baring his teeth and claws, until Cohen knocked
As soon as he reached his head, Mogadi also put away his fishing rod and came over to say hello to everyone.
"Hello brother Wadi, hello brother Wen, hello brother Mogadi." Weisha held up the corner of her skirt and spun around in circles: "Am I really beautiful?"
"You don't have to doubt that everyone is not lying." Cohen picked up a piece of fruit from the table: "Today in the Holy City, no girl can compare with you. You are the most dazzling. What do you think? My staff officer
grown ups."
"Of course, I have another idea." Carlos nodded and replied: "We should let sister Weisha appear at the royal ball at the end of this month, so that those noble ladies can see what true beauty is. If Weisha
Sister Sha's successful integration into the social circle of noble ladies will naturally help improve the image of the entire foreign race."
"My thoughts don't stop there." Cohen looked at Carlos: "In addition to being beautiful, Sister Weisha is also a very smart girl. She should gain control over the noble ladies."
"Boss, social circles are not about war, okay?" Carlos felt a headache: "Sister Weisha is not a general either."
"I'm not wrong. As long as it's a group, there must be someone to lead it." Cohen replied seemingly casually: "Just watch Carlos, the noble ladies will surrender to Sister Weisha soon, then
It’s her personal charm.”
"Okay!" Weisha clapped her hands: "But I'm just alone..."
"I will help you arrange a deputy." Cohen took a bite of the fruit in his hand: "After gaining control of the noble lady, please help me charm all living beings! You can turn your charm into Sibi
Part of the centripetal force of the sub-empire.”
Cohen's words obviously meant something, but no one seemed to pay attention except Carlos.
"Okay! Since there are compliments from my brothers, I will give it a try." Weisha, with slightly red cheeks, glanced at everyone and walked to the table: "Everyone, please sit down and let me, the most beautiful sister, manage the table.
, who wants red wine?”
"Of course, give it to the boss first." Seeing Weisha approaching to pour himself a drink, Mogadi quickly covered his glass and said, "The boss is now His Majesty the Emperor."
"Mogadi, don't worry about the title of emperor. I've had enough in the palace every day." Cohen smiled bitterly: "Just let me relax among the brothers! By the way! Weisha, the light here will
Doesn’t it make you feel tired?”
"No way!" Weisha poured wine for everyone one by one: "For so long, my father has been using medicine to help me strengthen my physique. As long as I don't use very physical magic, I am not afraid of the strong midday sun."
"Of course it's good to be healthy, but you can't be pushy."
"I hate it." Weisha said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Cohen still treats me like a child."
"Because you are my sister! I should care about you." Cohen tilted his head slightly: "If it weren't for your rosy face, I wouldn't be able to take you out to play."
"Brother Cohen, doesn't he come out to play often? I remember that when I was little, you were the one who liked to play the most." A curious look appeared on Weisha's face: "And I also heard...Brother Cohen, you ran around and molested girls everywhere.
Huh! Sister Merlin was deceived by you, right?"
No one else would have dared to say this kind of thing, but it seemed very appropriate for Weisha to say it. Cohen laughed, and his mood that had been suppressed by political affairs for a long time became brighter: "Who did you listen to? But
Don't make any assumptions about me."
"Hey!" Wen poked Mogadi: "It seems someone is jealous."
"Really?" The honest Mogadi stood up immediately: "I'll go to the kitchen to get it."
The rest of the people laughed, and Weisha's face turned red.
"Although I am far away from my brother, my news is not blocked." She glared at Wen Henhen before Weisha poured red wine into his wine glass: "There once was a beautiful lady who went to the battlefield to visit Brother Cohen. Listen,
It is said that this young lady has a singing voice that captivates all living beings!"
"I even let you know such a confidential matter. Weisha's social skills cannot be underestimated." Cohen nodded and said: "Yes, this lady's singing voice is very attractive, and - General Staff Officer,
When can she arrive in the Holy Capital?"
"Soon, Forna will arrive early next month. She was invited in the name of internal affairs supervision." Carlos shook his head and replied: "As a single nobleman, I am very much looking forward to the long-rumored sound of nature."
"It seems that Wen has told you that she will let you hear her singing." Cohen put away his smile: "But before that, there is one thing you need to do."
Everyone put away their joking attitude and waited for Cohen to speak. Even Weisha sat down quietly.
"After the empire is recovered, many people will think that everything is settled and that the next ten years will be a peaceful life, including the army." Cohen looked at everyone with serious eyes: "Everyone can relax, but the army cannot relax.
But I also want to maintain a situation of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside, so there are some things I can’t say.”
"I understand." Carlos shrugged, "I can't say it either."
Among the remaining people, only Wen understood what Cohen meant, while Wadi and Mogadi were still in a state of hard thinking.
"Spread the news to remind the army not to relax." Cohen explained what he meant: "The positions of Moya, Helter, and Grandpa Martin are too high, and they are also the type of people who cannot speak. Jack and Marfa's positions are somewhat
Unfortunately, the effect of speaking out is not good. It’s just you. You are in the military, your position is not the highest, and you are closely related to me. What you say will make people have to pay attention."
"I understand." Wen nodded: "But boss, how far should you go with these words?"
A smile appeared on Cohen's face: "It's good to be vague and make people doubtful."
"But what about me?" Wadi waved his fist: "I can't speak. I can only greet those slackers with my fists!"
"You can also use your fists." Cohen chuckled: "Try harder."
"I know!" Wadi nodded with a smile: "But boss, you have to teach Mogadi, this guy can't speak, let alone hit people."
"No need." Mogadi replied without blinking: "The sand people have discipline."
"Does it mean that we dwarves have no discipline?" Wadi's eyes were wide and round.
Mogadi looked at Wadi with a calm expression.
"The biggest advantage of the Sand People is their group advantage. You have to admit this." The General Staff Officer patted Wadi on the shoulder: "They never value individuals. The only thing they value is the strength of the group. Mogadi is alone.
The belief is equivalent to the belief of all sand people."
"A brave dwarf never gives up!"
"This is not admitting defeat." Cohen interjected: "Recognizing the merits of others is a very rare and brave spirit."
"Well! The boss's words are different, I feel much better..."
"The dwarf actually flatters you, I really misjudged you..."
"I tell you, I am brave enough to admit what the boss said!"
"Flattery is flattery, and you still make excuses..."
"Boss!"
"Well, don't ask me." Cohen's mouth was full: "Just throw the article into the water." (To be continued)