Can Yunpai make superficial pets become queens?

Chapter 125 Preaching is always a long time
"So, will the black dragon join our plan?"

Carpenter took a sip of the coffee, obviously a lot of sugar had been added, but he still felt bitter.

"It was Nicholas who only said that we would not spread our affairs to the outside world, and did not promise anything else."

The daughter sitting opposite was holding a cup of black tea with a lot of milk and sugar, but she didn't take a sip.

Hey. He sighed. Although he already knew that not everyone would join in this kind of thing, he still had high hopes for Nikolai's Black Dragon Society, and he was not hesitant to give them enough rewards in exchange for support.

Who knows that the other party has no idea at all.

It was indeed quite unexpected. He obviously felt that he was also a guy with a lot of plans.

"What did he say, did you say something inappropriate to stimulate him?"

Lena rolled her eyes, what's the matter with her father, how can she say that she is a real noble lady, a noble daughter from the duke's family, can't she understand the way she talks to people?

She thought of Nicholas' contemptuous eyes again, and felt even more unhappy.

"He said... what he wanted, we couldn't give it."

Carpenter frowned, somewhat surprised to hear such an answer.

"What he wants. Can't we give it?"

He repeated this sentence again, as if this would give him some new inspiration.

"It shouldn't be. We have promised him the land and the title. Could it be that he thinks the title of marquis is not worthy of him?"

As the only Duke of Yisi Aisha, it is naturally impossible for him to promise others a position alongside him, but he does feel that the position of Marquis is enough to attract any man in this world.

What he didn't know was that Nicholas didn't really have a big appetite, he just thought they couldn't accomplish anything at all.

"That's all. It is the greatest goodwill for him not to leak the secret. As long as he is not against us, then let him go. Anyway, one day, he will understand that he can't stay out of it. Sooner or later he will come by himself when you beg us."

Putting down the coffee he had only taken two sips of, he picked up the cigar at the side and took a big puff.

The strong taste mixed with the bitter taste of the remaining coffee in his mouth made him even more intoxicated.

How can someone not want power and position? How could it be?
"What did Her Highness Pamela say? Is she ready?"

As Lena asked, she put a piece of pastry into her mouth, the sweet taste made her frown, and she couldn't help but feel nauseous, but she finally swallowed it.

Next time, you must explain to the cook, don't make such sweet pastries again.

She glanced at the half-eaten pastry in front of her father, and was speechless.

Only an old man like him can eat such a strong taste.

Old Carpenter slowly exhaled a smoke ring, but did not answer him immediately.

She knew that this meant that her father was still thinking. He seemed to like to meditate while smoking. It was said that tobacco could greatly help his thinking.

She doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, she doesn't like it very much, even though her father has repeatedly told her that if she wants to enter this circle, tobacco and alcohol are indispensable, but she still can't like it at all.

When I have enough power in the future, I must prohibit others from swallowing clouds and mist next to me.

"Is it important what the little girl thinks?"

Your Highness is already 31 years old, so she is no longer a little girl. Only my father dares to say that on this occasion.

When you are in front of people, don't you still have to call your Highness honestly and respectfully?Lena groaned inwardly.

Old Carpenter finally recovered from the numbness of the tobacco, and took another big sip of coffee, being stimulated by the bitter taste to be even more energetic.

He looked at his daughter and shook his head.

Looks like she's taking over from her own class. There's still a lot to learn.

"Don't look at how famous she seems to be, how well she speaks, you just need to know that without us, she can't do anything, and that's enough. Do you think she really trusts us? Just because of us It's what works best for her."

Ah. The addiction to smoking came up again, and Carpenter took another big puff of the cigarette, feeling the lingering taste of the smoke.

"Lena, you have to understand one thing. She needs us. It's not that we need her. Even without her, Pamela, I can find countless people with names and surnames to do this job, and she doesn't have us. Just a poor guy who nobody cares about."

In fact, he wanted to say that she was just a bereaved dog, but after thinking about it, there is no need to be so harsh on a person who has no relatives and no reason. Anyway, everyone gets what they need, and it can be regarded as helping each other.

Lena wanted to refute something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She knew she had all kinds of differences with her father, but none of them mattered.

What Lena Carpenter wanted was more than just the lady of some nobleman his father expected.

She wants to become the unique duchess in this world, and become the person whom women all over the world yearn for when they mention their names.

Damn Nikolay dared to look at himself that way.
She couldn't help but think again of the undisguised contempt he looked at her as he leaned back in the chair.

One day, she will make him kneel under her pomegranate skirt.

"Let's not talk about this. Apart from the Black Dragon Society, we still have many people we can win over. Our friends are all over the world, and there will always be someone who knows the current affairs. You have to keep in touch with them, if necessary."

Having said that, Carpenter looked at his daughter's bare skin again, and couldn't help swallowing.

As expected of her well-bred daughter since she was a child, even her father sometimes can't help being moved.

Lena looked at her father's incomprehensible expression, showing a bit of disgust.

Although she herself knew that her skin was a very good weapon and a commodity of high value, but...it was a bit annoying for her father to express it in such a direct way.
"You don't have to be so unhappy. It is a basic skill of a qualified politician to make full use of every resource you have. If I had a perfect appearance like yours, I would definitely not hesitate to use her. For us, it is actually the same as a box of There is no difference in gold coins or anything."

Damn it, if you don't say it, I'll understand it. Do you really think I'm still that kid who doesn't know anything?
She really wanted to say something, but when she saw her father's expression, she knew that she had nothing to say about this bad old man, so let him do it
Ah. She put on a mature look that a noble girl should have, and patiently listened to her father's lecture, while counting the time with her fingers under the table
Ah. What a long time.

(End of this chapter)