City of Commercial Federation Cuenca
Christie sat in her office, flipping through the latest accounts, her eyes calm and routine.
The door suddenly opened, and someone walked in and gently placed a sealed white letter on top of all the accounts, then bowed silently and saluted, and then exited again without saying a word.
Christie raised her eyebrows, picked up the letter with interest, cut the sealing seal, calmly took out the top piece of paper, looked at the opening sentence at the top, couldn't help but sigh, then turned the envelope around and folded the tail of the envelope. He also cut the end with a sharp silver knife, then took out the last piece of letter paper, read the last congratulations, and silently held his forehead.
Christie didn't bother to read the contents of the envelope, because it was the most unimportant thing. Since the man made the request, the Shining Gold Chamber of Commerce could only complete the commission without any compromise.
So she stretched out her hand and gently shook the gold and silver bell next to her, and a butler with white hair and black clothes quietly appeared beside her, waiting for instructions.
Christie turned her white wrist, spread her right hand and pointed at the envelope that had been opened at the beginning and end, without saying a word.
The butler nodded, then picked up the letter from the void and silently browsed its contents.
He read very quickly, without even pausing to flick his fingers on each page before withdrawing. After reading it for a moment, the letter was cut into fine scraps of paper by an invisible sharp blade, and then ignited in flames until it turned into ashes.
This request, or instruction, sent by that man through a special channel, disappeared from this world quietly, and only the old housekeeper saw it.
Christie herself has not read a single bit of the letter, so she does not need to take any responsibility for the content of the letter.
Christie raised her hand and asked the housekeeper to leave.
Everything mentioned in Yi Lanshan's letter has nothing to do with her. Whether the housekeeper implements it or ignores it, no cause and effect will be connected to her.
From various angles, Christie did not want to have any causal involvement with the owner of the West City Mountain.
But this time the butler did not follow her gesture and leave, but unexpectedly spoke.
"He mentioned the disciples."
Christie raised her eyebrows: "What does it have to do with me."
In this room that was originally extremely quiet and could even be called dead, some sounds finally appeared.
"It has something to do with you." The butler replied calmly.
Christie chuckled to himself: "Why, does the disciple know about my relationship with him?"
"Never," the butler replied.
"That has nothing to do with me!" Christie said coldly, with a cold tone.
"The mountain master mentioned in the letter that he hopes you will pay him a visit," the steward said.
Christie raised her head, her dim violet eyes shining with calm starlight; "I won't go."
She said firmly.
"I hope so too." The steward looked at his master with calm eyes: "You can go and see the disciple."
Christie was a little surprised. She never thought that the old man in front of her would have the same judgment as the mountain owner.
She finally calmed down, tilted her head and pointed at everything around her.
"As you can see, you can't live without me here."
This is an office that is so large that it is almost terrifying. Strictly speaking, the office is just a small part of the space where Christie is located, and behind her is a huge alchemy laboratory.
Countless precious alchemical materials are placed in an orderly manner on metal shelves that reach the ceiling. Slides are suspended on the track in front of the shelves. Metal crucibles, strong flames, and transparent crystal test tubes The constantly rising and falling colorful liquid columns all prove that the owner of the laboratory is conducting her research and testing.
This huge laboratory not only includes Christie's office, but also bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens, study rooms and living rooms. However, compared to the hugeness of the laboratory, these are like insignificant strawberries dotted on pastries, just decorations. the existence of nature.
The housekeeper knew that his young lady had not left her laboratory for several years. All her food, clothing, and daily life were completed here. She was like a witch living in her castle, monitoring her through her crystal ball and magic eyes. kingdoms but never wanted to touch them personally.
For her, her world is more here, this uncharted territory of incomparable wonder and beauty.
The housekeeper sighed: "Are you still afraid of this world?"
Christie's eyes suddenly turned cold. She jumped down from her seat and looked at the housekeeper with her bare feet.
She was quite tall, enough to be on the same level as this old but tall man.
"Say it again!"
Christie said coldly.
The housekeeper smiled: "You are still afraid..."
"Snapped!"
Christie interrupted the butler's next words with a loud slap.
Then she turned and walked toward the door.
"I see."
…
…
Although classmate Ye Qing has made up his mind to run a large store in the West Market under the name of Late Summer Friends Club.
But when she calms down and thinks about it, she will find that there are countless problems waiting for her to solve.
At the end of summer, everyone in the Friends Club was extremely busy with homework. The party at the lakeside cabin was the only activity that spared time. Since Lobel suddenly joined, the time that was still slightly surplus has naturally become even more stretched. How can there be time to go there? Running such a large store.
In addition, all the goods in Ye Qing's hands are just some raw materials for World of Warcraft. If Yi Lanshan follows Yi Lanshan's plan, these raw materials will be processed into finished products and then sold collectively. But does Ye Qing himself own these processed products? production capacity.
A product born out of a momentary whim and whim, it will eventually have to go through more difficulties and obstacles before it can slowly emerge from the chrysalis and become a butterfly.
However, in this regard, Ye Qing proposed the naming of this new store at the regular meeting of the Friends Club at the end of summer.
Since everything is difficult at the beginning, start with the simplest things.
Student Ye Qing's handling method was extremely concise and straightforward.
When it comes to naming, Fei Xin Gym immediately had something to say. Qi Xia swore a guarantee. With just one sentence, brothers No. 100 will come to apply for the job tomorrow with thousands of names. You don’t need to worry about Her Majesty the Princess. No matter you Whether you want to open a restaurant or sell potions, whether you want to start by selling raw materials and become a resource supplier, or you want to take the high-end route and sell finished armor, weapons, magic equipment, etc., the names that will be sent tomorrow will definitely satisfy you.
Ye Qing smiled: "What if I, the owner of the museum, want to open it?"
Qi Xia covered her face, and then spit out a name: "How about Ge's grocery store?"
