"Elena, co out to greet the guests."
"Let introduce you to two new friends I’ve made, Clara, and uh... this gentle-looking, easy-to-bully one is Clara, and that one with a fierce face staring at with murderous eyes, forcing to change my words, is Elizabeth... No need to fetch slippers for them, they are ghosts, they can’t wear them anyway."
Seeing the two sisters Le Cheng brought back, Elena smiled kindly, about to get them clean slippers, but froze upon hearing the last sentence.
Elizabeth and Clara were also shocked. Although there was no need to hide the fact that they were ghosts, Elena seed to be an ordinary person, wasn’t it shocking for her to suddenly hear such an impactful fact?
However, before they could react, Elena showed an extrely excited expression, "Really? Really? Are you really ghosts? Let touch... wow, I really can’t touch you, this is amazing, I can actually make friends with ghosts!"
"What friends, that’s your rod sisters." Le Cheng nonchalantly corrected.
"That’s even better!"
Elena’s eyes lit up, and knowing the aning of rod sisters due to occasionally going to Japan for business trips, if it wasn’t for the fact that she couldn’t touch them, she would have given these two rod sisters a warm hug imdiately.
Clara’s face turned red, clearly, she also knew a bit about the term.
Only Elizabeth looked confused, what? What are rod sisters? Are they talking about things I don’t understand again?
She felt left out.
Perhaps because they had co to the mortal world, Elizabeth and Clara had lost their ability to materialize, but like most ghosts, they retained skills like flying, moving through walls, and becoming invisible. Moreover, Le Cheng could still touch them.
"Wow, that’s amazing, I’m so envious."
Watching Le Cheng rcilessly rub Clara’s cheek, Elena felt so envious she could explode; such a cute little sister, she also wanted to hold her and cherish her.
"Please... please don’t do that." Clara felt like she was being treated as a toy, and although she didn’t dislike it, she still felt very embarrassed.
Elizabeth, observing the two, one ghost, one human, was a bit lost. Le Cheng is one thing, but why does Elena, an ordinary person, accept their abnormal existence so quickly? Shouldn’t she first be thoroughly shocked? Or is it that anyone who stays with Le Cheng becos abnormal?
Terrifying!
Never mind, I’d better keep studying the eyes.
Elizabeth couldn’t figure it out and couldn’t be bothered to care anymore. After signing that so-called contract with Le Cheng, she felt that she had changed, especially her eyes, which seed to hide so special power that she wanted to study carefully.
That evening, Le Cheng received a call from Louis.
"Mr. Le Cheng, congratulations."
Hearing the cheerful tone of Louis on the phone, Le Cheng was also happy, "Your wife is getting married?"
Louis almost threw his phone, "What does this have to do with my wife?"
"Isn’t it because your wife found a new boyfriend outside, planning to get married, so you’re inviting to be the best man, and then your wife, your wife’s new husband, plus you, the ex-husband, the four of us will joyfully ss around in the bridal chamber, is that why you’re congratulating ?"
Louis pondered for a long ti but couldn’t make sense of the logic, and said furiously, "My wife doesn’t have a new boyfriend, and she won’t marry another man, Mr. Le Cheng, just give up on that idea!"
"That’s how it is, then I really don’t understand what there is to be happy about." Le Cheng suddenly lost interest.
"Shh..." Louis across from him took a deep breath, "Of course, it’s to congratulate you on coming out alive from Saint Elizabeth ntal Hospital, actually, I was a bit worried at first, whether you were really yourself, but now it seems, my worries were superfluous, Mr. Le Cheng, you are indeed yourself."
If it weren’t really you, such crazy nonsense wouldn’t be said.
"Mr. Le Cheng, considering your excellent performance this ti, the higher-ups have decided to increase their investnt in you, if you have any requests, you can propose them to anyti."
"Will you offer a wife?"
"...Yes!" Louis’s tone paused slightly, "If you indeed have such a need, you can choose any type of woman you want, even more, my clients have promised that as long as you are willing to sincerely cooperate with them, you can choose any young woman from their families, and also inherit their family wealth."
"Is that so? Wouldn’t I beco a capitalist then?"
"Hahaha, everyone hates capitalists, but everyone wants to be a capitalist, Mr. Le Cheng, that’s exactly what I ant to congratulate you for."
"But why do I feel like you seem happier than I am from your tone? Am I also part of your fun? Or is it, you set so kind of bet on and you won big?"
Louis imdiately gasped, he thought Le Cheng had installed surveillance in his own ho.
As a liaison with players, Louis represents not only his own interests but also the entire capitalist consortium behind him. After all, the richer the person, the more they fear death—they are high-profile big shots, who wouldn’t easily contact dangerous players like this; they need a representative, and such a representative cannot be picked from the grassroots or middle class. Therefore, soone like Louis, who has just joined the top circle and hasn’t yet firmly established himself, and has a young person’s drive to push forward is the most suitable choice.
After all, the background traitorous humans are unlikely to betray their own class.
But, people like Louis, as pawns, are also not the only ones in such a position; there is competition for this role too.
Louis was quite lucky to have found Le Cheng, not only casually earning sixty million US dollars, but through prior bets also proved his vision to the group behind him, making his position more secure. Therefore, regarding Le Cheng coming out alive from Saint Elizabeth, he is actually the biggest beneficiary, and naturally he feels happy.
After confirming there were no surveillance devices installed in his ho, he could only regard Le Cheng’s words as the player’s sharp intuition.
"Haha, you’re really joking... let’s get back to the original topic, like, what do you need now?"
"Needs...," Le Cheng seriously thought about it, "Can I beco president?"
"..." This question made Louis silent for a full half-minute, "That, in principle, is highly unlikely, and as a player, it’s not appropriate for you to be so publicly visible, of course, if you really want to play the president for a while, it’s not absolutely impossible, in the next presidential election, we will try our best to campaign for you..."
"Fantastic!"
"Mr. Louis, I’ve started to renovate my Chinese dictionary, choosing my imperial title, what do you think about ’Beautiful Happy’ as my title?"
I don’t think it works, but I dare not say it.
Louis wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, this guy, he couldn’t be serious, could he?
Does he really want to be president?
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