Will. Chairman grow up? !
When Sherlock saw the red-haired girl smiling like a flower, for a moment, he only felt absurd, weird, horror and other emotions rushing up from his heart, making his brain go blank, and he seemed to lose consciousness, standing there in a daze. in place.
This...how is this possible? !
President Shirley, how can you sit at the same dining table with Mr. Yasen? They were still having breakfast happily. The two were like old friends, and there was no atmosphere of tension and confrontation at all. Moreover, with a smile on her face, she took the initiative to show kindness to Mr. Yasen
President, what are you doing? Sherlock roared in his heart, and the next moment, he felt the diners beside him, and someone patted himself on the shoulder, signaling him to make way—
"Sir, please keep out of the way."
"terribly sorry!"
Sherlock came to his senses and stopped blocking the aisle. When he regained his composure, he immediately thought of another reason.
No, the president is reliable in doing things, and she has reasons for everything she does.
After Shirley knew my location, she probably didn't want to scare the snake, but found a reason to take a peek at the situation first? Yes, it must be like this. Anyway, no one knows her identity, so she can pretend to be an innocent passerby and sneak into the hotel to check my situation.
As expected of the chairman, what you think is more thoughtful than me!
Thinking of this, Sherlock had a choice in his mind. He picked up the plate, pretended not to know Shirley, and took the initiative to greet the table where the two were. At this moment, Sherlock was ready, and Shirley Put on a double act!
Let's work together to deceive that Mr. Yasen!
Sherlock believes that the chairman will definitely cooperate with his performance, and decide the course of action based on his 'feedback', and what attitude he will use to treat Mr. Arsen. Sherlock is even ready to cooperate with Shirley to capture Mr. Yasen if the situation is not good!
This... This is a tough battle!
Sherlock felt a little solemn in his heart, but he didn't back down. He pretended to be relaxed and happy on the surface, and sat down beside Suleman all the way. Seemingly relaxed but actually vigilant inside—
"Mr. Arsen, who is this beautiful lady?"
Sherlock pretended not to know him, asked a casual question, and scraped butter on the bread on his dinner plate with a spoon.
His actions stopped the conversation between the two people at the table, and the next moment, the pressure contained in the four eyes were all fixed on him, making Sherlock extremely nervous, but he still pretended to be relaxed and looked like a normal person. Looking at Shirley, who was directly opposite, she stretched out her hand: "I'm Sherlock, nice to meet you, such a beautiful lady. Are you Mr. Arsen's friend?"
"Oh my god, please forgive my presumptuousness. If I didn't know Mr. Yasen, I would have almost thought you were his daughter!"
Shirley looked at him quietly, Sherlock's seemingly relaxed look of a prodigal son was reflected in her light brown beautiful eyes. It lasted for a few seconds, she neither had the intention of reaching out her hand nor the thought of speaking, just kept it like this Doll-like silence.
She...why doesn't she answer the question? ! President, what about the tacit understanding you agreed on? Sherlock was very anxious inside. Just as he was about to lose the pressure, there was faint sweat dripping from his forehead. Suddenly, Suleman next to him spoke softly—
"Are the members of your association so indifferent on weekdays?"
Because it was in the cafeteria, Suleman did not specify the term "New Rank Society", but used the term "Association" to refer to it. Anyway, the Cangxue Mountains are an area with a developed mining industry, and all kinds of workers in private, so The formation of small associations emerge in endlessly.
Use the word association without arousing suspicion from others.
What do you mean? ! When Sherlock heard this, he almost jumped up in shock. He thought he hadn't shown his feet. Could it be that there was something wrong with the president, and Mr. Yasen knew his identity? But, why are they still sitting at the dining table and eating breakfast together
For a moment, Sherlock's brain was like a paste, unable to understand what was happening in front of him.
"no."
Shirley glanced at him, with a hint of disgust in her beautiful eyes, as if she didn't want to know this person, but she still gave Suleman a face, gently picked up the fried sausage on the plate with a fork, Into the rosy and seductive cherry lips:
"We will help you find materials, and in return, the new rank will transfer some commissions to you."
"Their difficulty is not low, and most of them are things that are inconvenient for us to complete"
When Suleman heard this, a familiar voice came from his ears. It was he who triggered the plot event. This time it was at the Lv35 difficulty level, which was slightly lower than the 'Son of Gold'. After the task was completed, a lot of experience and Xueli Seoul's personal favor. Judging from the situation, Shirley may have a 'deputy position' on her body, and she needs to satisfy her personal favor, until a certain stage can trigger the 'deputy position' reward.
To put it simply, she is similar to a professional mentor, and she may have only one 'deputy'. Of course, this is the identity determined on the character panel, and does not represent the real identity in the world of Evernight.
In reality, Shirley didn't know about the panel, and as an aborigine, she didn't even know that she had become a reward for Suleman, who was about to use her favorability to trigger the deputy reward on the panel.
Although the entire task is not as good as the plot reward of 'Son of Gold', the overall reward is not bad, and it should be the core task of the [New Rank Society] plot direction.
Suleman has worked hard for so long, and finally triggered the hidden plot behind [New Order Society]
"No problem, a fair deal."
Suleman agreed to the other party's proposal, and he will definitely not refuse. After finally groping to this point, he didn't take out all the mission rewards from Shirley and squeezed them out. I really feel sorry for the night when she took the initiative to come to the door. Raid.
Hearing the exchange between the two in the trading cooperation meeting, Sherlock was dazed, with a faint premonition in his heart. The next moment, he saw Shirley stretching out his hand. On her right arm, there was a blood-like seal. Gone.
"We have all signed an agreement, Mr. Yasen, please believe in my sincerity."
Shirley's serious attitude fell into Sherlock's eyes. For a moment, his expression was almost uncontrollable, his heart was filled with turmoil, and he also understood the reason why the two of them were sitting at the same table.
Original. Original!
The president had come to rescue him a long time ago, and fought against Mr. Yasen. In the end, she lost miserably and was forced to sign a contract, just like what happened to them in the car. Yes. I killed the president!
It turned out that the chairman had also fallen. Sherlock slumped on the chair, completely believing his own deduction.
For a moment, all thoughts in his heart were ashamed, and his eyes lost their agility.
Then, Sherlock heard the communication between the two—
"Then how do I contact you?"
"Let Sherlock stay by your side and just follow your orders. If you want to contact us, he knows how to do so."
Shirley raised her coffee cup and took a sip, as if talking about something trivial.
(end of this chapter)