Why it never ends

Chapter 1075 Many

"Oh, that's true..." Lai Lin coughed out a few dry laughs from his throat, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Kovicik tilted his head slightly, and looked at Lai Lin with a more cautious look: "I know a lot about these farms. Tell me, what happened?"

Lai Lin still kept smiling: "I still don't need you——"

"I just heard outside that it seems to be about changing the name of the farm," Kovicik turned to Hesta, "Is it because these shack dwellers don't like the new name you gave this place?"

Hesta walked to the table, pulled up a chair and sat down casually: "Let Lai Lin talk, the name was not chosen by me."

Kovicik's gaze swept towards Lai Lin again.

"...You guessed it right." Lai Lin frowned, "They don't like working on a farm called 'Two Women'. They think this name makes them feel ashamed -"

"Are you the other woman in the name?" Kovicik interrupted cautiously. He had to first understand the relationship between the person in front of him and Hesta, and then decide what attitude to use when talking to her next.

"'The other'?" Lai Lin looked a little confused. "Yes, I am one of the 'two women', but what do you mean by 'the other'?"

"The 'two women' refer to Lai Lin and her sister," Hesta explained, "This is their farm."

Kovicik's expression froze for a moment: "...Not yours?"

"Of course not," Hesta gave Kovicik a puzzled look, "They are my friends. Seeing that I couldn't find a spacious place to live in Emanlia, they kindly invited me to come here... Otherwise, I would still be looking for a house."

Kovicik felt his heart skip a beat and said in great sorrow, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"The current situation is this," Lai Lin continued, "They can accept this place being called 'Lai Lin Farm', 'Ellie Farm', 'Lai Lin and Ellie's Farm' or 'Sisters Farm', but they can't call it 'Two Women's Farm' - that's ridiculous! Our previous tavern was called 'Two Women's Tavern', and no one ever bothered us because of it!"

Just as Kovicik was about to retort, he suddenly saw Hesta nodding in agreement. He pursed his lips slightly and changed his words.

"Yes, this is indeed very troublesome," Kovicik looked at Hesta, "These shack dwellers have the least self-awareness. They are not even formal laborers on the farm, but they often call themselves the masters here. They have no sense of being slaves at all..."

Lai Lin on the side frowned again - she was also a little confused about the origins of this Kovicik. He was dressed respectably, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he exuded a stale and corrupt smell that made people feel uncomfortable.

Kovicik was still chattering, and Lei Lin also glanced sideways to observe Hesta's reaction. If this man was really Hesta's guest, then she could only give him some face for the time being.

"Don't keep talking about useless things," Hesta looked at Kovicik, "tell me something practical - what do you think we should do now?"

"You have promised them to change the name of the farm?" Kovicik asked. "What is it?"

"It's simple. Just replace 'two' with 'many,'" Hesta replied.

"What?" Lai Lin opened his eyes wide in surprise, "You just said that you want to change the name like this?"

"Yes," Hesta replied, "This way, when we redo the sign, we only need to prepare two new words, and the rest can be reused."

Lai Lin: "But..." "If you ask me, this is the best idea." Kovicik immediately clapped his hands, "But in order to realize it, you still lack some necessary help."

Lei Lin and Hesta looked at Kovicik at the same time.

"First, you need to go to the Governor to borrow a self-defense force."

……

That night, the living room of the main house was full of people.

In order to facilitate chatting, Lai Lin arranged a pre-dinner cocktail party for tonight's dinner according to the custom of the Third District. This was originally a good intention, but the guests at the cocktail party - Victoria's team, Eucalyptus and the children, Stella's relatives and friends (excluding Stella) - did not like to drink much. The glasses of red and white wine were piled up in one place and no one cared about them. Instead, juice was squeezed into pots and pots.

Hearing that Kovichik was coming, Stella brought the whole team to watch. The last time Kovichik came, everyone was overwhelmed by the chicken coop. It was not until Kovichik left that they heard from the servants of the manor that this man's beauty was well-known in District 12, and he was very popular among the ladies - but last time no one paid much attention to his appearance.

Not only that, Stella also smelled something unusual. Generally speaking, anyone who can freely interact with the female relatives will be a natural information hub in this circle. Knowing this person is equivalent to establishing potential connections with countless dignitaries. If this is also the first guest Hesta invited after returning from the southern expedition, then it is even more necessary to get in touch with Kovicik.

"What do you think?" Tiexi whispered in Stella's ear.

"She has a nice face, but she's dressed too old-fashioned." Stella said, "Such a young and beautiful face, but her taste is stuck in the last century... Hey! No wonder the old ladies like her, it makes sense."

Tiexi looked critically: "...Is he trying to show his affection to Hesta?"

They both looked towards Hesta at the same time. Kovicik was sitting on her right hand side with an irrepressible smile on his face.

Stella gave Tiexi a meaningful look, and said with a smile, “Don’t say such things.”

"He has mentioned his horse ranch and plantation so many times tonight," Tiexi said calmly, "When can I leave? I am allergic to men who put on airs like this."

"I'm going to go over and talk to them later," Stella whispered, "and if things get awkward, I'll need you to help me pick up the conversation."

"Why do you know this kind of person——"

"Have you heard of Mrs. Brownbo in District 12?" Stella whispered, "This young man is a frequent visitor to Mrs. Brownbo's house."

"Hiss... You're not a reporter anymore, why are you still like this—"

"Hush!" Stella suddenly snorted softly - not far away, Hesta's eyes suddenly looked over at her, and after their eyes met, Hesta and Kovicik walked towards her at the same time. Stella subconsciously glanced at her wine glass - fortunately, it was not empty, and she could clink glasses at any time.

"This is Ms. Zubi," Hesta said, "She also came here recently. She used to be in the third district..."

Hesta suddenly stopped and looked at Stella.

"Be an editor." Stella held out her hand to Kovicik. "I love literature."