Me and my dignity will never give up!
"You specifically mentioned this family. Is there anything we can use?" Wu Ci suppressed the undignified desire to yawn.
"As time went by, the Forster family fell into decline and they coveted his power and wealth. He coveted the Forster family's noble status and title. It just so happened that the Forster family only had one young lady in this generation, and she was a famous beauty. He got engaged to the lady, whom he had never met, and planned to inherit the title after marriage."
"You want me to find some lady to take us in? Can't you do it yourself?"
"That lady won't help us cut off our financial resources. What I mean is, I'll pretend to be that lady, and you'll play my little male pet."
Wu Fu lit a cigarette and smiled as he blew out a gray smoke ring. "When I first saw you, I noticed that you are a bit like the type that lady likes the most. It's still quite convincing if I take you over. Then I will just say that I have changed to a new guy who I like more according to my aesthetic standards."
"Moreover, as soon as I got to this position, I started monitoring the whereabouts of that young lady. I just got the news that the young lady secretly took five or six of her new male pets to Elizoa County a few days ago to participate in the joint hunting meeting held by Viscount Kalevina."
Wu Ci didn't quite understand what he said, "What's that?"
"The He/Jiao Hunting Meeting is no different from the Qian Dynasty's Birthday Ceremony." Wu Fu shrugged, "You know, it's a common problem among the nobles, a daily entertainment activity, or to put it bluntly, a group party.
It was far away, unable to connect to Dark Star City's signal and LAN, and the climate in the wilderness was harsh, so the only way back was to take a special psychic train.
According to the train schedule, the next psychic train that can travel between cities and territories will only run in two days. They had so much fun there that it was impossible for them to have contact with our predecessors, so we would definitely not be exposed. "
Wu Ci was silent for a moment, "You are quite unscrupulous."
“Come on, baby, let’s kill everyone present, and then you don’t tell anyone, and I don’t tell anyone either. No one else will know except us… and you look like someone who would do anything to achieve his goals behind the scenes.” Wu Fu came closer, put his hands on Wu Ci’s shoulders, and smiled as he deliberately blew smoke rings into Wu Ci’s face. He had no sense of boundaries, and was almost full of the bad habits of a low-level street kid.
He lowered his voice and sighed, "You know what? I understand... I see, we are the same kind of people... Just tell me if you will do it or not, and I will give you an extra 10% of the profits after the success, and then we will go for a health check to celebrate, and take you to try some delicious food. I know a few girls with great skills, and they can also do the special skill of three-point quick attack on the front line."
It seems that Wu Fu spent a long time in prostitutes' places with his mother when he was a child. Although he has strong muscles all over his body, the movements of exhaling smoke and raising his eyes have perfectly captured the charm of a prostitute. If he changes his clothes and plays the role of a romantic noble lady, he will be more than capable of doing so.
Wu Ci finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head in disgust, and stretched out his hand to disperse the smoke, "Please don't bring such an unseemly thing to me. Also, please take your hands away, I don't like others touching me."
Wu Fu tilted his head in confusion. The two brothers put their hands on his shoulders and held him in their arms. They insisted on asking him for an explanation on behalf of the girls. "Why do you say it's disgraceful? Obviously, the girls didn't steal or rob anyone. They all make a living on their own. Everyone works hard and pays the same taxes! They are much more noble than us lousy people!"
“You might need to work on your reading comprehension skills more, because I’m talking about you.”
Special Management Bureau, 586th floor, Ministry of Finance, Reception Room No. 1.
The top monitor was installed in a corner and worked quietly, but the virtual projection screen changed the background of the reception room into a luxury cruise ship sailing in the sunset.
The blonde Miss Forster was wearing a black veil covering her face, a ribbon around her snow-white neck, a slit dress, and an intricate shawl with gorgeous lace patterns. She sat on the sofa in the reception room with her legs crossed.
The exposed instep of the foot, exposed by the black high heels, arched into a beautiful arc, and the rose decorations wrapped around the ankles further set off the slender legs, looking like two intertwined white snakes.
The young man dressed as a butler, with half-long black hair tied in a braid, stood behind her meticulously, his pale blue eyes cast down, gentle and calm to the point of being tired, and his overly outstanding facial features were indescribably dazzling.
"How did this lady get in? Weren't the robots and checkpoints blocking her? She's an outsider. Even if she's from a noble family, she can't enter the Special Management Bureau without an ID card, let alone have the authority to enter our Ministry of Finance!" said the secretary who was peeking at the door with a frown.
The first assistant of the Ministry of Finance shook his head while holding the documents. "Miss Foster is the Minister's fiancée. Maybe the Minister gave her the marriage and is just waiting for her to come to him."
"The minister is not here now... And the butler behind Miss Foster has such a face... and an indecent leather collar around his neck. He must be her male lover, right? Although her flirtatious nature is well known, it is too absurd for her to bring her male lover to see her fiancé, the minister! What if the minister gets angry?"
"But, this is the minister's fiancée. It's a deal between the two parties. She will definitely become the minister's wife. It's impossible to offend someone and kick her out..."
As the assistant minister was hesitating at the door of the reception room, a robot arrived carrying tea and desserts.
"We can't go on like this. If the minister gets angry, we won't be able to save our lives... You quickly send a message to the minister, I'll go in and find out what she means." The secretary put away her ugly look, took the tray from the robot, and knocked on the door of the reception room.
"Come in."
The lazy, sweet and thick female voice was drawn out with a hint of hoarseness, a bit like that famous musical actress in recent years.
The secretary thought so, smiled professionally, bowed to the noble lady on the sofa, and said, "Good day, Miss Foster, I am the secretary of the minister."
"Put it down." Miss Folster raised her chin modestly. "Where is my fiancé?"
The secretary who was half-kneeling in front of the table placing tea cups paused and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Foster, the Minister is busy with important matters and is not in the department now."
"Not here? Then where is he?"
"Well... the minister left in a hurry and didn't have time to tell us... Miss, why don't you come back another day..."
Miss Foster raised her red lips under her black veil and asked casually, "Did he not have time to tell you, the secretary who was responsible for helping him plan his trip, or did he not want to tell me, a lazy person?"
She asked casually, but the secretary was so frightened that he immediately knelt down to apologize, "Please forgive me, Miss Foster, as the minister's fiancée, how can you be an irrelevant person!"
The status of the nobles is very high in Dark Star. If Miss Foster is unhappy, she can send commoners like them to prison for any reason of offending the nobles.
The secretary kneeling on the ground in a professional suit was able to get the position of secretary in the Finance Department of the Special Management Bureau. Like other people in the department, she was an elite who climbed up step by step from the bottom by taking out loans and surpassing others. She had no idea how much effort she had put in and how many times she had been tested and screened to get to her current position.
They could not bear the wrath of the nobles.
Despite this, the proud and beautiful Miss Forster made no response to her apology and seemed to ignore it as if it were the air around her.
This beautiful and romantic lady of the noble family opened her handbag and took out a lady's cigarette from the exquisite and beautiful cigarette box. She lifted the black veil on her face, slightly opened her red lips, bit the cigarette butt with her neat teeth, raised her eyebrows and frivolously raised her beautiful face on the sofa, as if asking for a kiss.
The virtual projection of the dusk reflected the rippling waves on the sea, blurring her face and making her look mysterious and charming in the blurred and ambiguous light and shadow.
The young butler who had been standing behind her like a sculpture, did not eagerly kiss the beauty below him as ordinary men would be tempted to do. Instead, he bit one end of the white glove, slowly took off the glove, then bent down gently and snapped his fingers like a magician.
Flames burst out from his fingertips. He used his other hand to protect the flickering flames and lit a cigarette for the young lady.
The slender and beautiful hand, like a sculpture, flipped over again. A bright red rose with all its thorns removed appeared in his hand and he gave it to his beautiful hostess.
Miss Foster took the rose, knelt on the sofa, and hugged the young man's waist bonelessly. She leaned on him and put her face on his abdomen, which was bitten by the butler's uniform. She exhaled a puff of misty smoke slowly, and used her fingers to trace the tight and lean muscle contours of his abdomen through the clothes.
The young man grabbed her mischievous fingers and said helplessly, "Stop it, Miss."
The hidden surveillance in the reception room was still working, clearly recording all their actions and words and broadcasting them to those who should know it all.
In the splendid hidden casino in the Midtown area, a man in formal attire stared at the surveillance screen quietly, then turned to his subordinates and said, "Go and ask my fiancée to come over. I want to invite her to dinner."
"Minister, this Miss Foster really doesn't take you seriously, does she? Do you want me to kill her male lover and give him to the police..."
"No." The man interrupted his subordinate, looked at the surveillance screen and smiled, "He is very good, bring him here, and then tie him up and send him to the top floor room. I want to entertain the distinguished guests."
"That's amazing, Wuci. What's that thing called turning into a rose and lighting fire with your super cool fingertips? Magic?"
The five people who were invited to the casino after getting into the hovercraft turned on the electromagnetic jammer to prevent being monitored and started the commercial bragging that is unique to adults.
Wu Ci said humbly, "It's just a low-level trick. I can't compare to your mastery of makeup and fake voice. It's flawless."
"You are a good judge of taste. My mother is clumsy and doesn't know how to put on makeup. I learned this skill from those prostitutes when I was a child."
Wu Fu proudly straightened his chest, which was squeezed out of grooves by invisible bandages, kicked off his high heels and stepped roughly on the leather sofa in the hovercraft, "I'm not kidding you, I'm getting better and better at painting. I'm the one who paints Director Li and our senior colleagues when they go out to meet people. I guarantee that everyone who sees them will think they are going to die immediately!
Oh, and fake voice! I learned it from Miss Cecilia, a famous singer and dancer who is known for having the most charming voice!"
Respect between people is mutual. Wu Ci nodded politely and praised him sincerely, "I can see it. It's really amazing. But we turned on the electromagnetic interference in the car. If he finds out that he can't see our specific situation, won't he get suspicious?"
Wu Fu was pleased by his deliberate question, and his vanity was greatly enhanced. He patiently explained, "Our performance just now, if he is a man, he can't bear his fiancée to be in his territory, in front of him and his subordinates, and be so shameless with his male lover, so he called us over. But we have just established our characters like that, it's not justifiable that everyone around us doesn't do something exciting after getting on the car."
Wu Ci smiled and bowed his head as if he had suddenly understood something. "So that's how it is. I'm glad to learn from you."
"I'm glad you understand. Take it off and put it on when we get there. I'll leave some marks on it for you. Remember to adjust your clothes slowly in front of them so they can see."
Wu Ci raised his head and saw that Wu Fu had swiftly taken off his expensive black dress and shawl and crumpled them into a ball.
Wu Fu rolled up her sports pants that she had previously hidden under her skirt, and with her bare chest, she picked up a candle from the candle stand that was used to create an atmosphere at the small dining table next to her, and grabbed a handful of ice cubes from the ice bucket that contained champagne.
"Don't be nervous, there's nothing to be afraid of. Those guests had a lot of fun, and I learned a lot from them."
With a malicious smile on his face, he bit a cigarette that he had lit at some point, and walked towards Wuci in a slovenly manner.
"Brother, you have the guts to offend Princess Morning Star and even destroy the palace. You are not afraid of this, right?"
The smile on Wu Ci's lips stiffened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat to the corner, or even hide in a cabinet next to him that gave people a sense of security. But when he thought that this behavior was not decent at all, he forcibly restrained his movements and pinned himself to the spot.
Revenge, definitely revenge... Before Wu Fu took revenge on him, he said something indecent about him going out to play with girls.
Now this kind of indecent props and gameplay will be used on him soon.
Wu Ci tried to remain calm and laughed without any emotion, "Oh, impossible."
The damn Wu Fu must have deliberately wanted to make fun of him! He would never show an indecent look!
Wu Ci guessed correctly that Wu Fu was indeed out to seek revenge and to make fun of him. As soon as he approached, he was full of evil intentions and was planning to convince Wu Ci that he should make a temporary compromise for the sake of profit.
“I’m not saying that... Wu Ci, this is not a serious matter, just treat it as…” He held back his laughter and started to speak earnestly when he saw Wu Ci, who had been standing still, start to pull his tie.
Slender fingers like sculptures unbuttoned the collar one by one, revealing the curve of the collarbone and pale skin. The muscles were moderately contoured, soft and flexible yet concealed explosiveness.
If marks are left on pale skin that has not been exposed to the sun for a long time, they will be very noticeable.
Whose cat is crawling into the cupboard? Only cats crawl into the cupboard when they are scared! A real man dares to save his mother from persecution. Poor comments!
Well, actually my friend said that if there are no comments, it must be not touching the edge, not exciting enough, so I just touch the edge lightly, selling some words in exchange for comments as my spiritual food.jpg
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