My Prime Minister is so cute

But when she was about to leave.

Bird murmured, "Tsk, such poor taste."

"Who, who said I have bad taste!"

Sarah paused, then jumped up and retorted, "My book is Master Nicola's latest work, and the painting is second to none. How dare you say I have poor taste?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said, and she felt extremely ashamed.

"You pervert, you actually deliberately tempted me to say this." In her excitement, Sarah's fingers flashed blue light - this time it seemed to be a water ball. Although it would not hurt people, it was uncomfortable to be wet.

"I don't believe you when I say you're bad."

Seeing that she was about to throw the water balloon, Bird sneered, took out a good book from his arms and blocked it in front of him: "Let me show you what a good book is."

As a widely circulated good book, this Iroha book is naturally of extremely high quality.

The full-color exquisite printed cover shows the understanding of clothing matching that transcends the times.

The heroine Iroha is sitting on the ground. The clothes she wears are even more awkward than not wearing any clothes at all, and only cover her completely useless arms. However, her two curved and slender thighs replace the function of clothes, making it impossible to see clearly. At the same time, she looks outside the book with a half-smile on her face, as if she does it on purpose.

Perhaps his painting skills are not as good as some masters of this era.

However, this era placed too much emphasis on painting skills, and coupled with the lack of market competition, the masters of this era ignored the real value of small books - it was rough.

If something is not rough enough, no matter how well it is drawn, it is just a human body illustration.

Sarah: “!!!”

The condensed water ball dissipated in the air, and the little girl who loved reading opened her eyes wide.

Even without reading the plot and content inside, just by looking at this colorful cover, Sarah knew that she had lost, lost completely and miserably.

"how?"

Bird put away the good book with satisfaction, showing a smug look.

thump--

What was totally unexpected was that Sarah suddenly knelt down.

"Please, please."

The little girl who loved reading grabbed Bird's clothes and said eagerly, "Let me take a look at the content. I can do anything!"

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P.S.: I had my wisdom teeth pulled today. It took an hour, using a hammer and a drill, and I felt like I was dying. I'm still shaking in pain after I got home, and even ibuprofen doesn't help.

Chapter 20 The protagonist of the good book is actually me?

"Let me take a look at the content, I can do anything!"

Sarah raised her head as she spoke, her fair and tender face flushed with desire, her little mouth slightly opened, and she said something that could easily be misunderstood. Coupled with her kneeling posture of pleading, it inexplicably gave people the feeling that she was reading a good book.

"Let go." Bird's face darkened and he said ruthlessly, "Don't you know that some things can't be borrowed? What if I lend it to you and it gets dirty? Will I be able to read it myself in the future? Just thinking about it makes me feel sick, okay?"

"No, it won't get dirty!"

Sarah immediately clarified: "I just appreciate it from an artistic perspective. I will definitely treasure it!"

"You understand so quickly, and you still say you won't make it dirty." Bird rolled his eyes. "Let go now. I don't care what books you like to read in private, and I don't care what you do while reading, but don't even think about ruining my collection."

Sarah: “…….Ugh!”

"Besides, even if you say you're willing to do anything, I don't think you can do it." Seeing that she was speechless, Bird asked again, "For example, can you make Avril become Prime Minister?"

"Forehead......."

Sarah looked embarrassed.

"Can we achieve world peace and universal peace?" Bird asked again.

"This..." Sarah began to waver.

"You clearly can't do anything, but you dare to make a promise just for the sake of reading a good book?" Bird shook his head. "You're such a pushover—or are you actually expecting me to make that awkward request, and then you'd agree to it reluctantly?"

"No, I won't agree to that kind of request!" Sarah's face was already red as she said angrily, "If you don't want to lend it to me, then don't. I don't really want to see it anyway!"

The little girl who loved reading stomped her feet in anger, picked up the "Theory of Higher Elements" that had just fallen on the ground, brushed off the dust on the surface, ran back to her room with the book in her arms, and hid the book in a place where she would never lose it.

After hiding, Sarah pretended nothing had happened and went back to work.

"Why did you take so long in the bathroom?" Sophia glanced at her.

"I have a stomachache."

Sarah explained, then sat down and continued working.

However, despite this, she was absent-minded while working. Her mind was full of the cover of the book she had just read, and even the magic circle in front of her became blurry.

I really want to see it, I really want to see what is painted inside...

That perverted attitude is also very infuriating. It's just a book, so what if I lend it to her? She even knelt down to beg him!

Why would Sophia like such a person?

Feeling uneasy, Sarah simply stopped what she was doing and looked up and asked, "Sophina, why do you like that pervert?"

"Why?" Sophia thought for a moment, "Is he good-looking?"

"That's too superficial!"

Sarah was stunned. She didn't expect that this was the only reason why her friend fell in love with the other person.

"That's just one of the reasons, of course." Sophia shook her head. "I've never met him before, but I already liked him when we exchanged letters."

"And don't think it's superficial. Appearance is a very important plus point," Sophia added. "Otherwise, no matter how talented someone is or how compatible they are, if they look like an old man, who would like them? Isn't true love at first sight in many stories?"

Sarah thought about it and felt that it seemed to make sense.

After all, when reading books, I always pick the long and good-looking ones...

"What else?" Sarah asked again.

"He's interesting, has clear thinking, and shares similar values..." Sophia listed a few. "That's about it. I can't really put it into words, but talking to him and being with him makes me feel relaxed and comfortable..."

"But after meeting him, I felt like he was avoiding me." Sophia frowned. "Could it be that my image doesn't suit his taste? Does he like girls with big breasts and nice butts? That's a bit difficult. Judging from my mother's figure..."

Sarah thought about the great book cover she had just seen.

The girl on the cover has a slender figure and a young face... She looks like Sophia in every way, which means it's definitely not because of her breasts and butt.

So she said in a very firm tone: "Don't worry, that pervert must like people like you, Sophia."

Sophia frowned, feeling something was wrong: "How did you know?"

"...!"

Sarah was shocked and quickly said, "I, I guessed! After all, Sophia, you are very cute! There is no man who doesn't like you!!!"

Sophia stared at Sarah doubtfully for a while, and seemed to think that her guess was unlikely, so she said, "Oh, thank you, Sarah. I'll go back and observe him to see if he's really not interested or just shy..."

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief.

But then she suddenly remembered that the heroine in that good book seemed to look familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before...

Slender figure - patted his chest, nothing special.

A tender face - pinch the face, it is smooth and tender, tender enough.

Red hair - he grabbed a handful of hair, which was also bright red.

After discovering that all three of her features matched the cover of the book, Sarah suddenly felt dangerously like she was in danger... Thinking about it, it seemed like she and the heroine of that book were too similar. Why did the heroine of that perverted and treasured book look so much like her?

No, the more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

I have to get that good book, otherwise that pervert will read it too much. What if he can't help but attack me one day?

So Sarah made another excuse to go out, and then took out a notebook in the room.

The notebook contained the recipes for many kinds of magic potions. Most of them were legitimate potions listed in official books, reliable potions that had been verified on a large scale and for a long time. For example, they could promote wound healing, maintain mental clarity, and relieve fever and pain...

But there are also some untested and unconventional recipes that are occasionally found in old books.

Sarah searched for a long time and finally found what she wanted.

[Hypnotic Potion]

"Let me see. The ingredients are pretty common, nothing special, but the steps are so vague," Sarah muttered. "I'll buy all the ingredients first, then try it out later... But does this recipe really work? It's not just randomly written, is it?"

Chapter 21 Avril's Work

Today is a great day too.

Avril was sitting behind the desk, Bird was standing in the room, and Sophia, who had something to do with today's work and came to visit the lord's work, was standing in the room.

"Bird, what's today's job?"

The Lord asked as usual.

"Before you finish your work today, I have some good news to tell you."

Bird said, "After a month and a half of intense work, under your guidance, and with the joint efforts of myself, Magician Sophia, Magician Sarah, and the Warriv craftsman, our factory has been successfully established. We can start production as soon as the raw materials arrive."

"Oh, that's a good thing."

Although she had no real sense of the so-called intense work, Avril nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Bird."

"It's mainly due to the wise guidance of the Lord." Bird smiled.

"Of course."

Avril straightened her back unconsciously.

"Now please allow me to introduce you to the specific structure of the factory."

Bird said, "First, as the permanent factory director, this is a very difficult job. It requires extraordinary courage and wisdom. You must always bear the huge risks of factory operations and have the ability to coordinate over long distances at all times."

"I can do this job." Avril nodded seriously.

"Next is me, the acting factory director. I'm mainly responsible for the miscellaneous matters that you're not in a position to handle," Bird said. "The factory director's subordinates are divided into several departments, such as the Finance Department, which is responsible for finances, and the Business Department, which is responsible for external business..."

"I understand..."

Avril was about to say something when Bird raised an eyebrow and suddenly continued in a faster tone, "Each department has a supervisor and a deputy supervisor, as well as a corresponding secretary. Under the supervisor are 7 to 12 workshop supervisors, each workshop has 3 to 12 team leaders, and each team has 9 to 12 workers..."

Avril: “?”

【Evaluation: Average】

[Reward: Roaring Fuhrer's Candy]

Sophia, who was standing by, couldn't help but whisper, "Why did our factory hire so many people?"

Bird shrugged and whispered, "Not really. Most of those positions are vacant, left open for future expansion. But saying that might make the lord look amused—you see, like this."

Avril, with a pen in hand, scribbled on the paper in front of her for a long time, frowning. She seemed to understand the relationship between the positions and the number of people under her. But she soon seemed bored and scribbled a few lines across the paper.

"Bird, I don't understand why it has to be so complicated," she asked.

"You'll get used to it when you take on a high-ranking position," Bird said with a smile. "Government departments are much more complicated than this."

"Oh, you're right, Bird, that makes sense." Avril suddenly understood. "So that's how it is—so, Bird, what's my job today?"

"Your job today is to be responsible for the speech before the factory's first operation." Bird said.

"I'm going to give a speech?"

Thinking about herself speaking in front of a large group of people, Avril felt a little intimidated. "Is it necessary? Bird, can't you go in my place?"

It seems that the lady lord is a little scared. After all, giving a speech in front of so many people is a very difficult thing. Many actors are usually very brave, but they get scared when they go on stage and face the audience. It is normal for them to perform poorly or even make a fool of themselves.

But if she wants to be promoted in the future, a speech is a must, and it must be given in person, so Bird cannot indulge Avril in this matter.

"My Lord, I must correct you. Speech is a very important matter."

Bird said seriously, "As an important way for you to present yourself to the public, public speaking is the means to get closest to the people and is also an important key to increasing your political achievements."

Avril wondered, "Isn't adding political achievements just doing practical work?"

Bird immediately corrected him, "Doing practical things is so that you have something to talk about when you give a speech. Practical things that no one knows about are not achievements."

"Take this time," he began, giving an example. "If they don't know you're the owner of this factory, and don't know who brought them this job, saved them from hardship, and allowed them to buy bread and milk to feed their families, how can they cast their precious vote for you in the future?"