My Prime Minister is so cute

"Have it?"

Emmaline thought for a moment and then asked, "Besides that?"

"No more, right?" Joey tried hard to recall, but didn't feel anything unusual. Her Royal Highness the Princess signed the entire thing herself, and the contract had been confirmed. It was exactly the same as what had been agreed upon, without any manipulation.

"Then tell me if there is a possibility."

Emmaline's eyes lit up as she thought of something. "The man who just negotiated with me knows some kind of magic called mind control. Did he manipulate me into signing the contract?"

"..."

Maid Joy was silent for a moment, then said politely, "Your Highness, there is no such strange magic in reality. Please do not place too much faith in fictional works."

"If it wasn't mind control, how could I possibly sign this kind of contract!"

Emmaline raised her voice slightly and refuted seriously, "I remember clearly that before I came here, I had planned to directly acquire the company, but somehow it ended up being a stake! Weird, isn't it? Very weird, isn't it? "

"Besides, doesn't that man's identity seem suspicious?"

"According to your previous research, he's just an ordinary person, right? Why does editor-in-chief Misabel listen so much to that man? He even negotiates the terms with that man? And yet Misabel's magazine is being negotiated by someone else?"

"It's weird no matter how you think about it, isn't it?"

"It seems a bit strange when you say that."

Joey thought about it and asked, "Do we need to go back and renegotiate the contract?"

"The contract doesn't matter, just sign it."

Emmaline's eyes began to sparkle. "That man...what's his name? Anyway, go investigate him again."

"I'm curious!"

Chapter 198 50%

early morning.

"Extra number, extra number!"

The newsboy shouted at the top of his lungs, "Breaking news! Omar, the rumormonger of Gouzi Literature and former editor-in-chief of 'Magic World,' has been jailed for 10 years! Prime Minister Nora commented on this: This unhealthy trend must be stopped!"

"Good news for all gay men! The editorial office of 'Happy Paradise' has been unsealed, having been found not guilty by the court! And the reason is actually related to Princess Emmaline?"

"Entertainment news: A wealthy man from out of town got into an argument with a sales lady at a property sales office over a price, and in a rage, he threw a box of cash! Then, out of regret, he had the maid pick it up again one by one..."

Listening to the newsboys' cries, one attractive report after another was read.

Reginald couldn't help himself, so he paid for a copy and squatted on the side of the road to read it carefully.

The first piece of news was that Omar was in jail.

The newspaper published the "true" story of the whole incident. Omar, the editor-in-chief of "Magic World", was filled with darkness because of his own experience of selling prostitution. He secretly began to fabricate a large amount of prostitution literature, and gained pleasure from the process of slandering others. Fortunately, the police took action in time and arrested the culprit.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Reginald commented, "The world is so corrupt, a peddler has become the editor-in-chief of 'Magic World', and he's caused such a big stir—but then again, he only got a ten-year sentence for such a big fuss. Isn't that too easy for him? Didn't the Prime Minister get caught in the peddling of peddlers?"

The second piece of news is that "Happy Paradise" has been unblocked.

The accusation that "Happy Paradise" incited juvenile delinquency has been going on for some time. Her Royal Highness Princess Emma is very concerned about this. After learning the details of the cause and effect, she believes that it is purely deliberate slander by the criminals' families and there is no incitement.

So, under her appeal, the court accelerated the review process, and eventually "Happy Paradise" was acquitted, and the editorial department lifted the ban.

"Princess Emmaline?"

After seeing this report, Reginald immediately took a liking to him: "Your Highness is quite nice... But then again, does the princess also watch this 'Paradise'? Hahaha."

The last piece of entertainment news.

A wealthy man from out of town, feeling the housing prices were too high, tried to negotiate with the saleswoman. He was met with a series of insults, including "You stinking outlander, are you begging in Central City?" and "This is how Central City housing prices are. If you think it's too expensive, don't buy." He was so angry that he threw a box of cash at her.

After venting his anger, the rich man felt regretful. Together with the three maids he brought with him, the four of them picked up the banknotes scattered on the ground one by one, counted them three times to confirm that nothing was missing before leaving...

"This kind of person is a disgrace to Central City. He has no brains at all."

Reginald complained, "...But this rich man is really real. He smashes things, but he also picks up all the money."

After that, I quickly scanned the newspaper. Most of the articles were the same old things, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.

He stood up from the street, stretched out his body, and watched the sun gradually rise in the east, illuminating the neighborhood that seemed to have not changed at all since he was born.

"Another ordinary day." Reginald sighed.

......

at the same time.

hostel.

Bird sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, holding a cup of refreshing coffee in his hand.

[Task 3: Please deepen the connection]

[Explanation: The biggest advantage of being a secretary is being able to see the boss. What's the point of having a boss you never see?]

[Requirement: Spend at least 1 hour with Misabel every day for 30 days (Current Progress: 29/30)]

[Reward: Advanced lucky draw opportunities x3]

It has been 29 days since I came to Central City. Now the problems encountered by "Happy Paradise" magazine have been solved, and my own task will be completed in one day.

I'll go to the editorial office for some tea later and then I can finish this tiring task.

Thinking of this, Bird breathed a sigh of relief.

It's too torturous. I have to stay there for a full hour every day.

I originally thought of observing the editorial department as an intern, but "Happy Paradise" was banned. As a result, I spent most of the time sitting on the sofa and staring at the editor-in-chief.

All in all, the torture was finally over.

Thinking of this, Bird glanced at the district chief, who had just woken up after a month of fun and was still dazed on the sofa, and asked, "It's almost time. How's the house viewing going? Is there any problem?"

"......"

Avril opened her eyes, turned her face away, and said a little guiltily: "No, no, it's just a normal house-hunting. What's the problem?"

Bird frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"By the way, the villa has been bought!" Avril quickly changed the subject. "I was lucky enough to meet a kind person who was in urgent need of money and wanted to sell his house. I bought a very nice villa for only 50% of the price!"

“50%, so cheap?”

Bird's brow twitched. "Have you checked it? Is there any hole?"

Avril raised her head confidently and patted her chest to assure him, "Don't worry, there will be no problem!"

I really can't feel at ease.

Bird glanced at Mary.

Mary shook her head. "I've checked the house carefully. There are no leaks or insect damage. The structure is intact, and the furniture is also intact."

As for the house, Bird was quite confident in the head maid.

Seeing that she had said so, he didn't ask any more questions, but nodded: "Okay, just buy it, and we'll be going back to Forks tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"have they gone?"

Avril was stunned for a moment, a little reluctant: "We just bought the villa and are cleaning it now. We haven't moved in yet..."

"Mr. Mayor," Bird said, rolling his eyes. "I have to remind you, dear Miss Phoebe, that I have been filling in for you at my job in Forks for a whole month."

Avril also felt that this was a bit too much and stopped talking immediately: "...I know, I know, let's go back."

After discussing the return plan.

Bird leaves the hotel.

Follow the street all the way to the editorial office of "Happy Paradise".

With the unblocking of the editorial office of "Happy Paradise", Misabel also returned to her work as editor-in-chief. Her daily haunt also changed from home to the editorial office. He also took the opportunity to go to the editor-in-chief's office for an hour.

Bird was very pleased about this, as he finally didn't have to have awkward conversations.

But today was a little special. After Bird arrived at the editorial office, he found that the editor-in-chief's office was locked, so he casually pulled over Editor Wilson who was passing by and asked him.

"I don't know. The boss didn't come early in the morning."

Wilson scratched his head. "Bertha... ahem, Mr. Bird, don't you know? Didn't she tell you where she was going this morning?"

"How should I know? Don't talk like I live with her." Bird frowned.

"Oh, isn't it?" Wilson asked a little strangely, "Then why were you always there every time I went to the boss's house? Could it be that you went to the boss's house early in the morning and left at night?"

"Isn't this a bit too idle?"

"?"

Bird frowned, always having the urge to hit someone, but he held back: "Forget it, I don't know. I'll go to her house and look for it myself."

Chapter 199 Underwear is also clothing

I've been to Misabel's house quite a few times this month, so I'm familiar with the place.

Bird made his way to the little stone house.

As soon as I knocked on the door, the door in front of me opened by itself.

The editor-in-chief stood at the door with a smile on her face. She wore a pure white shirt on the upper body and a short light green pleated skirt on the lower body. The high heels on her feet made her petite body look much taller, and her emerald green eyes were sparkling.

"Teacher Bird, you're here?"

After confirming that the person coming was Bird, Misabel smiled and stretched out a white and tender little hand, inviting her generously, "I just happened to like a new dress. Do you want to go take a look together?"

Is it really just right?

Why do I always feel like I'm waiting for him...

After glancing at the (29/30) on the system interface, Bird pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's do it together."

Today is the last day of the mission.

Even if he had to go through fire and water, he had to spend the entire hour there. What was the big deal about just accompanying a girl to look at clothes?

Don't be fooled by the fact that some guys think shopping with girls is painful; that's because they lack an incentive mechanism! If you pay them 200 yuan for an hour of shopping, do you think they'll feel the pain? I guarantee they'll drag their girlfriends on a 996 shopping spree every day! Don't underestimate guys!!!

Bird thought so.

But when Misabelle walked in front and led him all the way to the door of the women's lingerie store, he became a little uneasy.

"Hey Hey hey!"

Bird was shocked and said, "Didn't you like a new piece of clothing? Why did you come to the lingerie store???"

“Isn’t underwear a piece of clothing?”

Misabel, however, seemed completely confused. She tilted her head and asked, "Besides, considering my current job at Paradise, it makes sense for me to visit a lingerie store and absorb the latest trends, right?"

Don’t say it, really don’t say it.

Bird thought for a while, but couldn't refute it.

But I took a look at the women's lingerie store in front of me and saw the wide variety of lingerie inside.

He was silent for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind. He could only slowly exhale and say to the editor-in-chief, "Then go in. I'll wait for you outside..."

"Eh? Mr. Bird, aren't you coming in?" Misabelle said with a little regret. "I was hoping to get your opinion. After all, the main audience of Paradise is men, so we definitely need to consider men's preferences..."

Any reference?

Difficult, is that what you mean?

Bird's heart was slightly moved, but when he saw the female NPCs roaming around in the lingerie store in front of him, he finally waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, that's really not necessary. I can just wait outside."

"Okay then, Mr. Bird, please wait outside."

The editor-in-chief didn't force it, so she walked into the lingerie store alone.

As the two separated, Bird glanced at the (29/30) on the system panel and then at the one-hour timer that had stopped ticking, representing the day's progress. Suddenly, something in his heart seemed to be tickling...

This is really a rip-off, there's only one hour left, can you please stop playing around?

Bird's face was in pain, and he could only comfort himself that he was just waiting for Misabel to go shopping in the lingerie store. There was no need to rush, there would be plenty of time to catch up later...

at this time......

"Mr. Bird, what do you think of this one?"