Corporate slave? Pshaw, I'm the richest woman now!

Leaving the council hall and returning to the sea of ​​flowers, Tang Tang followed the old butler and saw Moli Yi still waiting outside the door.

Tang Tang noticed that when Moli saw the old butler, there was an undisguised surprise and confusion in his eyes, which showed that the old butler, who was about to die, must be someone extraordinary.

“Molly, from today onwards you will temporarily serve as Miss Tang’s person and must meet all of Miss Tang’s reasonable needs,” the old butler bowed respectfully to Tang Tang again, “Miss Tang, Newman Manor will be open to you, and we hope you will enjoy your stay.”

Tang Tang smiled and nodded to the old butler in thanks, "Thank you, and I hope the Godfather will receive good news as well."

As the car gradually drove away, the old butler stood ramrod straight, gazing at the black dot that disappeared into the sea of ​​flowers.

The last words left by the Chinese girl who suddenly appeared seemed to echo in my ears again.

"I look forward to the Godfather's offer, and I hope you can convey to him on my behalf that a secret is a secret because it cannot be explored."

"I hope to be friends with the Mafia, not enemies."

The old butler turned and returned to the council chamber. The Godfather was still sitting in his wheelchair, his back to the old butler, standing by the window, quietly looking out.

“Sir,” the old butler slowly walked up behind Alberto, looking at his familiar master’s still straight back, and reported in a low voice, “Mori’s been assigned to Miss Tang.”

He then hesitated, "But..."

Alberto said in a somber tone, "I know what you want to ask, and in fact, I really don't know her purpose either."

His tone was no longer so harsh. He looked wistfully at the irises blooming in the window. "I have nothing left to lose. The fact that she dared to come means she must have something to rely on. Kate has already taken the potion. We'll have the results in two days at the latest."

"As for these two days," Alberto thought of Tang Tang's composure just now, and also of her naivety towards everyone, and smiled with a rare hint of appreciation, "Protect her well, and try to meet her requests as much as possible."

But while one may admire the Godfather, his authority cannot be challenged.

Alberto stood up, his knees aching from a gunshot wound he had suffered in his youth; each step felt like being cut by a blade.

However, his expression remained calm and unwavering. He slowly walked to the portrait of young Alberto hanging on the wall, gazed at the young man in the portrait, and said in a flat tone, "I hope her confidence matches her ability, otherwise my crocodile won't want to eat any more snacks."

The old butler lowered his head and said, "May everything be as you wish, sir."

the other side.

Maurice led Tang Tang through the castle, passing through a high-arched, vaulted hall with lifelike images of angels and the Virgin Mary, which, if gazed upon for too long, gave one a sense of disorientation.

“You can choose any room you like,” Moli said, looking at Tang Tang. “However, I still recommend that you choose a room on the third floor, as it is the main floor and the rooms there are very spacious.”

Where does the Godfather live?

Moli paused, then looked at Tang Tang and replied, "Three floors. There are only four rooms on the third floor."

There is a master bedroom, a wife's bedroom, and two children's bedrooms.

Madame Mauriy had been dead for many years, and Alberto's only son had also passed away, so theoretically there were three empty rooms on the third floor.

Although she didn't know who the last room was reserved for, Tang Tang knew it definitely wasn't for her.

At least not now.

So she just shook her head, "The second floor is fine."

Since it wasn't the third floor, any room on the second floor would be the same. Tang Tang randomly pointed to a room, told Moli Yi that she could move around freely, and then went into the room herself.

The room is cleaned by a maid every day and is always spotless.

The classic style features a lot of lace and satin fabrics, as well as delicate floral wallpaper, resembling a scene from an oil painting.

She mentally tapped the system, "System, help me check if there are any surveillance or listening devices."

When traveling, you must be cautious.

No, but that pervert is here.

Tang Tang sighed, expressionless, and opened the door, where she met Feng Lan's bright smile.

"Hi, dear Muse, don't look at me like that, I'm here to say goodbye."

Tang Tang raised an eyebrow, "Saying goodbye? You're leaving as soon as you arrive?"

Is that monstrous dog finally leaving?

"Oh dear, there was a little mishap at my show," he gestured with his finger in the air, shook his head and sighed. "They say good things come to those who wait, darling, you'll definitely be at the show the night after tomorrow, won't you?"

She looked helpless upon hearing this, "Then what am I supposed to do?"

Alright, who didn't dream of becoming a model when they were little? Since we're already here, we can't just break our promise. Even though Fenglan is mentally ill, she's a good person.

Who told her to have a conscience?

"Do whatever you want, darling."

Feng Lan bent down and gave Tang Tang a cheek kiss, his thin lips lightly brushing against her cheek before leaving. "See you the day after tomorrow, my Muse."

Watching Feng Lan's departing figure, Tang Tang, unusually distressed, complained to the system, "This is my first trip abroad, and it feels incredibly busy."

On the bright side, the lab might give us feedback on the Alberto reagent analysis tomorrow.

thank you.

Tang Tang looked up at the sky, feeling a sense of urgency to attend classes for the college entrance examination.

She needs to reach an agreement with Alberto before she can proceed with the next steps.

Tang Tang's stomach rumbled, and she touched her tummy.

hungry.

"How much debt do I still have?"

16 billion7940 million

Tang Tang nodded thoughtfully, opened the door and went out to find Moli.

A maid walking by bowed to Tang Tang, who nodded and asked in fluent Italian, "Have you seen Miss Maurier? Or the butler?"

A maid nodded and led Tang Tang to the back garden, stopping at the crossroads. "Your Excellency, Miss Mori has been summoned by the Godfather, and the butler is feeding the Godfather's pets deep in the garden."

After gesturing for the maid to leave, Tang Tang looked curiously at the garden.

Alberto's estate and castle are beautiful with flowers everywhere, and so is the back garden.

The entrance is a golden metal archway, which curves and intertwines like flower branches, while real flowers meander and climb all over the fence and gate.

The entrance is not spacious; looking in from the outside, you can only see dark green branches and brightly colored flowers.

It's like the entrance to an unknown world in Oz or Alice in Wonderland.

Quiet, beautiful, yet also deep and mysterious.

She stepped directly inside, her shoes making a slightly sour, scraping sound as they trod on the fine pebbles.