"Hmm...yeah." Yan nodded.

"Then, do you have any questions?"

"Hmm... um." Yan stared at the screen and nodded nervously.

Perla: "..."

"Then, Mr. Executive Officer, please summarize what I just said?" Alice asked anxiously.

Pella walked forward, frowned and said:

"I'm asking you, what did Alice just teach you, please summarize it!"

Yan nodded: "Yeah...yeah."

"..."

"I'm going, you see, I just discovered the treatment that Hou Yi brought!"

"..."

Day three.

Pella came to the museum early in the morning.

She had a pistol in her hand.

Yan was standing in front. When he noticed Pella coming over, he immediately put on a smiling face:

"Hey, you came so early, you..."

Click——! !

Pella loaded his pistol and pointed it directly at someone's head!

A gloomy look on his face:

"Come! I'm asking for leave. I'll be watching you in the museum today!"

"..."

After one hour.

Yan raised his hand and said:

"I want to drink fruit tea!"

His answer was two bullets.

Bang bang——! !

"..."

Two black dots appeared on the ground.

Pella blew on the muzzle of the gun, sat aside and said in a deep voice:

"What should he drink? Alice, just give him some boiled water!"

"Oh, oh."

"..."

After a long time of struggling.

The museum finally opened.

Pella held the pistol, her hands drooped, holding up the dark circles under her eyes, her body limp and powerless, and said in shock:

"Why...it's obviously a very simple thing, why does it take so long?"

"Well, maybe this is God's will. People need to settle down...Look, my current level is..."

"roll!"

"..."

In order to prevent emergencies, Pella stayed here on the first day of the museum's opening and did not go anywhere.

She sat in the corner, drinking tea and silently watching the visitors inside.

"Hey, there seems to be something?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan actually managed the museum in an orderly manner.

Although only the comprehensive pavilion area is open, tourists' satisfaction seems to be pretty good.

"Wow, that handsome guy with long black hair and golden eyes, is he the executive officer? He's so handsome!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that he is still the manager here."

"Presumably, the exhibits here will be very safe, right?"

"Isn't that right? Whoever has the guts to steal the exhibits under the eyes of the executive will risk his life!"

"Haha, that's right, unless the executive officer keeps it to himself! But...since he is a shareholder here, he should look down on this little money, right?"

Perla took a sip of tea silently.

"I may look down on him, but he is mean."

Behind, Yan, who was touching the cultural relics, suddenly became excited!

……

Chapter 142 Baby, tonight...

Originally, Pella didn't have much expectations.

As a result, when the library was closed late that night, Alice's report surprised her.

"What?" Pera sat on the chair, grabbing the report, adjusting her glasses frames, and said in shock:

"We have obviously opened the outer area of ​​the comprehensive area. Why are there so many tourists? Also, there are only a few staff here now. Even today, most of the tourists are Yan who works as a tour guide. , but can we have such data?”

Pella stayed here all day today. Although she expected the situation to be good, she didn't expect it to be so prosperous, so prosperous that it was simply abnormal.

"Well, it seems that most of the tourists who came today are admirers of the executive officer." Alice said softly.

"What? Admirers?!" Pella looked like she had seen a ghost.

Alice said anxiously:

"Yes, after they came in, most of them were chatting with the executive officer, and some were asking him to treat their stubborn illnesses. It seems that... they are not very interested in appreciating cultural relics at all."

"There are even some who try to bribe the executive officer to get some special treatment from him. The executive officer refuses anyone who comes, and he takes all those who give him money privately."

"Good guy, everyone who came today has ulterior motives!" Pella's eyes widened.

Yan Huan has the status of an executive, which has the same power as Bronya!

Although he himself has never exercised any rights, and even he himself has forgotten it and is just dangling like a loser every day, his identity is genuine.

Among the reputable figures like Beloberg, if they want to engage in bribery, Cocolia's doctrine cannot be defeated, Bronya is also on guard, and Geppard and Pera themselves are honest and upright.

But Yan is different.

Now he has become the manager of a history museum, and today he is still a part-time tour guide. You can strike up a conversation with him in person!

As long as a bribe is given, he will really accept it.

"Where is Mr. Yan now?!" Pella suddenly stood up and shouted.

"He, he said he wanted to go out to have fun tonight, so he wouldn't eat with us."

"It's so late, why are you having fun?" Pella pursed her lips and couldn't help but start to worry.

Today's ticket money is all in the museum's account, and Yan can't take it away, but the bribes are all in his own pocket.

"What entertainment facilities do we have here?" Pella couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm...does Miss Sylva's performance count? Or the performance at the Golden Opera House?" Alice pondered for a moment.

"Impossible, he is not one of those nobles, how could he be so sentimental?!" Pella ruled out this type of entertainment.

Alice thought for a moment.

night? happy?

She continued:

"Then...is it possible that he went to see the young lady?"

"what?"

"Yes, there are often rumors that some noble boys are keeping female students in the academy. Is it possible that what the executive said about having fun is referring to this?"

Pella swallowed, and kept recalling the things she had seen on the Internet in her mind. She actually thought that this was really possible?

When a man wants to have fun, there are just a few things.

If you smoke. Mr. Yan brought Furong King with him, but he had never smoked it himself. It was just for disgusting people.

As for wine. I won’t drink it even if I’m born. Last time I had to sit at a table with children at Clipperburg, I went to have a drink with March and Hook.

Women's words.

"..."

It’s really hard to say.

"Don't let this birth really go away. After all, you still have the title of executive officer. If it is really witnessed by others, other city builders will also be subject to rumors." Pella's face became more solemn.

After much thought, she still wanted to confirm with the person involved.

then.

She knelt down, holding the phone and keying in words for Yan.

Perla: Where are you now? !

Yan: Hehe, I’m happy.

Perla: What a happy way?

Yan Mou: Hee hee.

Perla: Say it quickly! ! (annoyed.jpg)

Yan: This bed is really big, and the lady is pretty. Good night, good night.

……

Pella took a deep breath, her feet were numb from squatting.

bed? Little sister?

She stood up slowly and said in disbelief:

"He won't really do that kind of thing, right?"

Alice stood behind Pella and comforted:

"It's okay, we're overthinking it. Usually when this happens in movies and TV dramas, it's mostly a misunderstanding."

Pella turned back in shock:

"But after you said this, the flag went up! Even if it might have been a misunderstanding, the probability of it being discovered has been greatly reduced, right?!"

"Ah? You can't say it." Alice immediately covered her mouth, as if she really said the wrong thing.

Pera's nervous forehead was sweating now.

I asked Yan about his location, but the other person kept silent.

Apparently already 'happy'.

"Do you mean to just let it go?" Pella murmured.

As long as no one discovers it, maybe...

"No, no! How could I have such a terrible idea? I have to confirm it myself. If it is true, I will tell the Great Guardian and let her figure out how to deal with it!"

Thinking of this, Pella said in a deep voice:

"Alice, can I trust you?"

"Huh? Um...yeah!"

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