Transformed into a cute girl, I am at ease in the last days

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"Wow...it feels almost the same as when I was in Bei'an..." Ye Qianxue sighed subconsciously when she came to the crowded street.

They are now located on a certain street in the seventh district. The streets of a foreign city are full of people, densely packed, and a yellow-skinned race occupies a considerable part. Among them, Chinese people account for a large part. .

"It's still a little different. The architectural style is different from that of Huaguo, and it feels fresh."

"The strength of military defense is also very strong."

Mo Xin pointed to the 'sentinel tower' that was guarded by one or several American soldiers at intervals. In fact, it was a temporary wooden post with a height of about three meters. Wronged them.

There is no way, who let the Civilization Cup be held at their venue, if you want to do a good job in this Civilization Cup, you have to put in a certain amount of effort.

"These are not the key points, quickly find the Wiener Hotel, don't you see that everyone is staring at us?"

Yan Zimo said anxiously, they are too eye-catching, masks can only help to cover up their appearance, but they can't cover up their innate temperament. Many people are looking at them with their mobile phones, and the vast majority are Hua people.

"But I figured out why Xian'er, who has a language gap, can book a room at the hotel..."

In District [-], it doesn’t matter if you don’t know English, because you can find people who can understand Chinese. Maybe even the people at the front desk of the hotel have learned Chinese, in order to receive these big money owners from China. them.

The tourists who come from China every year are a big support for the local tourism industry. Although it has decreased a lot after the end of the world, it is still a big piece of cake. Everyone is holding the hope of earning a fortune from the tourists from China. Mind, if you don't know Chinese, it's basically half cold.

After all, even communication is a problem, so how do you do business?

"Come and see, hello, this Civilization Cup viewing guide, popular contestants, underground casino... We have it all in the information here, don't miss it when you pass by—Welcome to the..."

Not far ahead, there was a big speaker playing the advertisement, and it was specially narrated in Chinese. They really tried their best to attract tourists from China.

"Hot contestants? Check it out"

Yan Zimo's heart moved, this is a good point to watch, she also wants to know who is worth noting in other countries, so that she won't be blinded when she encounters them.

Take Ye Qianxue and the others to the exclusive store, it is a big magazine office, it is overcrowded, Yan Zimo and the others feel extremely disgusted when they take a look at it. feel sick.

"Forget it, let's buy it when there are fewer people. The most urgent thing is to find Xian'er."

Taking Ye Qianxue and the others around, and asking many Chinese tourists for directions, they finally found the Wiener Hotel that Liu Mengxian had mentioned.

When he came to the front desk, there was a foreign beauty with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked very young. Yan Zimo instinctively felt that this person was not simple.

"Hello, may I ask if someone named Liu Mengxian came here to book a room two hours ago?"

Yan Zimo asked the person in Chinese, and she believed that the girl at the front desk must understand Chinese.

In fact, the girl at the front desk did not disappoint her and replied in fluent Chinese: "Yes, please show your identification."

"Here, Qianxue, you go to the lobby and wait. It takes a long time to go through this kind of procedure."

"Okay, my lord."

"Hurry up."

Yan Zimo handed her the identity certificate she had already prepared. The above information was all forged, which was very different from her own real information, and the same was true for Ye Qianxue and the others.

"OK, just a second."

The girl at the front desk worked on the computer for 5 minutes, then gave them Liu Mengxian's room number, and put a golden card on the table by the way.

"Do you understand what the English above means?" Yan Zimo took the key card and walked to Ye Qianxue and the others. He looked at the series of English words above and scratched his nose awkwardly. She had forgotten all the knowledge she had learned in school early in the morning. Empty.

Tiantian, who was still studying in school before Yongjing was destroyed, still remembered part of it, so he took it over and read it carefully, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

"Damn it, the presidential suite?!"

"What?!"

Yan Zimo's reaction was not much better. Generally speaking, the presidential suite cannot be bought with money!Only some rich and powerful people can take it down. How did Xian'er, a penniless stranger who just came here, take it down?

"Hey, Miss, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Yan Zimo decided to go back and check with the girl at the front desk in order to prevent himself from making a big oolong.

"That's right, it's the presidential suite. It has a built-in swimming pool. During the meal, the five-star chef personally made it and sent it to you. The big bed can accommodate ten people... If you have a good time, I hope to give you a good review."

"Miss sister, you can really talk...can you tell me your name?"

"The real name is not convenient, you can call me Mandala."

"Is it a code name or something? It's a strange name..." Yan Zimo thought to himself.

Mandala felt that Yan Zimo seemed to be of the same kind as her, so as if trying to test it out, she whispered in her ear:

"There are many sex toys in the room, no matter what kind of character you want to play with you...I hope you have a good time..."

Love sex toys? ! !Does it mean that? ! !

Suddenly hearing the strange blessing, Yan Zimo blushed, then forced himself to calm down, raised her chin with one hand, and made her look into his eyes: "If possible, I really want to share this with you What a way to spend the night together...Miss Mandala!"

I wanted to see Mandala's embarrassment, but she just smiled charmingly: "Sure enough, you are also on our side...no problem, you can, if you can pay another SSS crystal core, I might think about it."

"...Ahem, just kidding, just kidding..." Yan Zimo coughed dryly, playing with her once would cost an SSS-grade crystal nucleus, who can afford this price?

Eh, no... what did she just say?

"Wait a minute... Mantala, did you just say 'again'...?"

Mandala nodded, stuck it on Yan Zimo's chest, and drew a circle on it with one finger: "Your presidential suite was bought with SSS-grade crystal cores."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa—! ! !

Oh my god, is Xian'er so inhumane?Use SSS-level crystal cores just to buy a presidential suite? !

Chapter 21 Lophael Zaibatsu

"I've been working part-time in this hotel for so long, and I've never seen such a proud guest..."

Mandala whispered in her ear, his expression was full of envy, Yan Zimo said he could understand, after all, it was an SSS-level crystal nucleus!

Second only to the existence of serial-level crystal cores, the five gangsters in the United Nations together do not exceed single digits, and the drop probability is unimaginably low!

One piece is enough to cause a bloody battle among the five gangsters, and the entire country has to be used for transportation to ensure that it can reach the country's territory safely, which is the supreme strategic resource.

Now this kind of strategic resource has been exchanged for a presidential suite by some otherworldly fairy? !

Mandala smiled: "Don't feel that you are at a disadvantage. Now you have bought all the property of this hotel, and now it is officially your property! In this era of every inch of land, you don't Will understand the value of such a hotel.”

Indeed, the ownership of a hotel is extremely attractive. In Huaguo, the population problem has led to extremely tight land resources. The land resources in each military administrative region are all owned by the Huaguo government, and no one can privatize them. Yes—money and power can’t buy it.

The United States is different. Although they also nationalize the land, the real masters of capitalist countries are not the people, but capital giants and plutocrats.

So it is equivalent to the fact that the so-called ban on privatization of land is only aimed at ordinary people, and it is basically useless to capitalists, because they are part of the country, and nationalization is equivalent to their privatization.

But now, a five-star hotel has been bought by Liu Mengxian, which is a very rich fortune.

However, compared with the SSS grade crystal nucleus, it is still a drop in the bucket.

Sensing Yan Zimo's aura of "we are at a loss no matter what you look at it", Mandala added:

"I haven't finished yet. From now on, you are all one of the most distinguished guests of the Lophael chaebol. You can come to us for help with anything in the future. Do you know the Lophael chaebol? One of the top chaebols in the United States One, it has a history of more than 200 years, and its wealth is enough to rank among the top three of all the chaebols in the world!"

"Ha... I'm not very clear about the chaebol thing. It should be similar to the wealthy families in China?"

"Essentially, they are the same, but there is a difference in level."

When it comes to the wealthy family in Huaguo, Mandala is somewhat disdainful.

In the past, that is, before the end of the world, the rich and powerful families in Huaguo were also very prosperous. The capital owned by the top few is no worse than that of the super chaebols in the West, and the size is also very large. Huaguo's oil and water can't get around their pass.

After the end of the world, they almost collapsed. Coupled with the strength of the Chinese government, they now keep a huge amount of money for nothing, but their influence is not as strong as before. They are not the same as the Western plutocrats with national backgrounds.

"Wait a minute, what you just said was to ask 'us' for help, are you also a member of the Luo Feier chaebol?" Yan Zimo grabbed the word Mandala again and asked.

"...right."

"Do you have a high status? What kind of help can you provide us?"

"My status...it's a secret~"

"That's very high." Yan Zimo asserted.

"Hey, I haven't said anything yet, how do you know that I have a high status?"

"Isn't that how it is written in novels? The little princess or heir of a certain big family is gaining experience in their own family's industry."

Yan Zimo brought up the plot when he read the novel, and Mandala was immediately amused.

"You are really interesting, I'm afraid the result will disappoint you."

"If you're disappointed, be disappointed. First, let's talk about what kind of help you Luo Feier chaebol can provide us." Yan Zimo said indifferently, all she cared about was the benefits.

"You have to be clear, we are some of the top chaebols in the world..." Mandala smiled mysteriously: "As long as the price is enough...even if it is to sell you some secrets of the United States. ..we will do it too."

Yan Zimo was shocked by her words, he could say such outrageous words!

As long as there is a [-]% profit, you dare to risk the gallows... You are indeed a capitalist!

"Haha... You're joking..."

"I'm serious." Mantala looked at her calmly, like a high-end person with countless wealth. His eyes seemed to tell Yan Zimo that they would really do this.

"Well, so to speak, there is a limit to the secrets that can be sold. We only sell information about hostile forces, and it is impossible to sell things about our own interests."

As if to continue the conversation, Mandala's painting style changed, and she returned to the previous receptionist.

"My intuition tells me that you are not simple, Miss Mandala, since you can help me with anything, can you tell me your true origin?"

Yan Zimo put his hand on Mandala's pretty face, stroked it carefully, and she took it off gently, and held it in his palm:

"Not yet, but let me give you a small discount first. I can give you the list of contestants from the United States and their detailed information for free on behalf of the Luofel Conglomerate."

"You can represent the will of the entire Raphael chaebol, and you still say you are not a big shot? Just pretend to be you!"

Yan Zimo smiled triumphantly.

"I accidentally let it slip~ But it doesn't matter. Then you can always trust us, right?" Mantala didn't mind this and still maintained a charming smile.

"True trust can only be generated after long-term cooperation. Even if I say trust, you won't believe it. More things will come later. My friends are impatient and take the first step."

Yan Zimo heard Ye Qianxue's urging and was about to turn around and leave. Before leaving, he deliberately teased her:

"Of course, if you want to talk more, you can find time later, even if it's in the woods~ I'll be there anytime."

[Does true trust take years and years of cooperation to emerge...?Interesting words, but for us who have capital, the most important thing is not trust, but interests! 】

The so-called trust is just a bargaining chip that capitalists can throw away at any time. Mandala, who has been tricked by "trust" countless times, knows this truth well.

Watching the back of Yan Zimo and his companions going upstairs, Mandala turned around and left. After walking to a secret place, he entered a place with strict security control. Inside, there was a person, the other with white hair, walking A dying old man.

His body is full of various medical channels, through which precious medicinal liquids worth thousands of dollars are entering into his body to maintain his life.

"It's rare that you are willing to chat with someone for so long, can you see what kind of person the other person is?"

As soon as Mandala came in, the old man asked with a smile, his voice was like a traveler who had been in the desert for a long time without drinking water, his voice was very hoarse.

In response to the old man's question, Manthara closed his eyes and said with emotion:

"Very interesting person, I have a hunch that we will be very grateful to meet her this time in the future."

"Haha... I feel relieved when you say cough, cough, cough..." The old man coughed violently for a while as he spoke, and relaxed his body as if he had put down all his burdens. After a while, There was no more sound.

"..."

Mandala was silent for a while, gently stroking the old man's forehead by the bed, leaving a line of tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa, walk slowly."

"It's time to take over something..." This scene didn't last long, and Mandala came out of the sadness and came to the door.

"Hiss... hoo-"

Taking a deep breath, Mandala pushed open the door, revealing the Luo Feier chaebol staff who lined up in two rows outside and were all dressed in black. They all bowed and saluted with the utmost solemnity.

"Gabriel Lopefe Er (Gabriel Lopefe Er)!"

Chapter 22 talks

"My sis is too slow! Is it taking so long to ask?"

Ye Qianxue, who waited for a long time for Yan Zimo, said dissatisfiedly, but Yan Zimo pinched her face.

"It's only a few minutes, your patience is too low!"

"Oh, I'll talk about these little things later, let's go to the presidential suite first!" Said Tiantian impatiently, she had only heard about the existence of the presidential suite on TV and novels in the past, and had never seen what it was like, she Very curious.

"The decoration of this hotel is so beautiful, even a key card is made of pure gold, evil capitalism!" Mo Xin's little lolita immediately used the words learned from the Internet, expressing her envy.