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The Minister of Trade is a Beta named Lucas.
Although he didn't have any inheritance status, thanks to his parents who also worked at the General Services Administration, they taught him how to survive here:
Ability is not important. What matters is whether you speak well or not. As long as you can please those noble lords, there are plenty of people who can help you take off.
Lucas takes this as his professional code.
As a messenger who has been practicing for many years, he conveys whatever his boss says and nods "yes, yes, yes" whatever his subordinates report.
It is precisely because of this philosophy and principle that Lucas has been in office for three years without any mistakes, and has also made a lot of money by virtue of his good popularity.
But today his career encountered a major challenge.
"How did the search for minerals lead to the Young Lord's wife?!"
"Haven't you ever checked it?!"
He adjusted his bow tie and hurried to the reception room.
That’s the young lord’s wife!
His rank was higher than all the nobles he had ever flattered before combined!
Although, he also heard some gossips -
It was said that Pei Ji did not like the Omega given by the Queen. Not only did he run away from the wedding, but he even left the banquet in anger when he heard that he had taken over the ore.
But even if we take a step back, the current Shen Que is also the deputy director of the General Services Administration and his boss!
Calm down.
Lucas said to himself.
No matter how powerful Shen Que is, he is still an Omega.
Delicate, soft-hearted and kind, most of the Omegas he has come into contact with at work are easily influenced. If he really can't get the upper hand, he will just play the victim!
"I don't know either..." The receptionist was obviously more panicked than him, and his steps were unsteady.
The Queen is above.
He scolded the young lord's servants.
And cursed twice!
If that crazy Pei Ji knew about this, he would throw him into the desert to feed the worms, right?!
Standing at the door of the reception room, Lucas took a deep breath and knocked three times.
"Come in."
When he pushed open the door, Lucas had already organized eighteen ways to shift the blame, twenty ways that might protect his own escape route, and thirty-two ways to make the Omega happy.
Shen Que sat in the middle of the sofa, dressed in formal traditional attire.
The collage of stained glass windows shattered the sunlight, giving his reserved and noble profile a golden hue. His eyebrows and hair were black, making his skin look even whiter.
The cold and detached face revealed a coldness as cold as ice and snow.
The moment when the star-like eyes looked over.
Lucas shuddered and crossed out the last option.
This Omega.
He can never be coaxed.
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