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

"Mrs. Teass, watch your words. You've been married to two men who were once considered 'stones in a cesspool,' do you think you're some kind of buzzing fly?"

Fort looked at Mrs. Tease with a mocking expression. He had always been dissatisfied with Mrs. Tease for two reasons: first, he never believed that Mrs. Tease, as a woman, could climb up to the Senate and stand above him; and second, Mrs. Tease's position in the Senate was the most obvious.

Unlike other members of the Senate, Mrs. Tease was completely biased towards the Godfather.

Fort’s eyes revealed a strong malice. He had always suspected that Mrs. Tease and the Godfather had an improper relationship. Otherwise, why would this ruthless Black Widow, who had killed her two husbands and her own brother, follow Alberto around like a brute every day?

"Heh," Mrs. Tease glanced at Fulte sideways, then, after a stingy look, didn't even bother to say anything, and simply pulled Tang Tang towards the small room.

Foreigners are generally tall. It is said that Mrs. Teass has Dutch ancestry. Even in her old age, she is a tall, white-haired lady with a straight back and elegant clothes.

Yes, you heard right, a 1.78-meter-tall old lady.

Mrs. Teass gently placed one arm on Tang Tang's shoulder and walked with her. The slightly rich and complex floral fragrance made Tang Tang unable to resist taking a sniff.

Her nose twitched, which was kind of cute. Mrs. Tess looked down at Tang Tang with the expression of someone looking at an adorable little animal.

“Girl, Nicoletta, I want to tell you, you know you're beautiful, don't you?”

Mrs. Teass closed the door to the small conference room and sat down with Tang Tang at a small metal round table with a bouquet of red roses on it.

"Yes, Mrs. Tease."

Few people are beautiful without realizing it.

“Nikolaita, what a fine name,” Mrs. Tess said, maintaining an aristocratic posture even while seated, her chin slightly raised, her back straight, her whole being like a proud swan.

“Girl, I like you very much. In fact, whether you inherit the Newman family or not, I don’t dislike you.”

Mrs. Teass gently waved the fan in her hand and smiled, "It's just that you seem to have too much ambition in your eyes. Of course, I'm not saying that ambition is bad. A girl's ambition is the most beautiful fire."

“But you must learn to disguise it, my dear. You are young and beautiful, and it seems that your smile can sweeten other people’s hearts,” Mrs. Teas said slowly. “But you must know that we all live in society, among people. Until you truly reach the top, you must learn to suppress some of your blatant desires.”

Tang Tang was slightly surprised that Mrs. Teass would say these things to her.

She also pondered to herself whether she had become too arrogant in the process of obtaining the system and moving upwards.

“I know you are special. A Chinese girl raised by a single mother would not be like you now. I also look forward to seeing more girls walk the path to glory. But you must know that no matter how strong your support is, it is always the best choice to remain vigilant.”

Tang Tang lowered her eyes, a sudden shock running through her.

Yes, she relied entirely on the system, but if such an unscientific thing as a system can appear in this world, wouldn't other strange things appear as well?

Moreover, if she has a system, who can guarantee that others won't have one too?

She mentally called out to the system, "Honey, are there other systems in this world?"

No, this system is unique!

Sure enough...

Hmm, wait a minute?

No??

Goodness, is she worrying unnecessarily?

However, while the system can provide powerful assistance to the host, ultimately the host must be exceptionally talented to unleash the system's full potential.

The system's slightly arrogant voice rang out, "[So, the host can spend money and arm themselves at the same time, taking whatever path they want and living whatever kind of life they want~]"

However, we still hope that the host can continuously enrich themselves, otherwise they will only become a numb money-spending machine.

Yes.

Tang Tang realized that her biggest enemy was actually herself.

It's like she beats a game to the maximum level beforehand, enjoys showing off for a while, and then quickly feels bored and loses interest.

Her life was the same.

The system gave her almost everything, and on this basis, she could easily become a spendthrift, and from then on, she would find it difficult to feel excitement and stimulation at the ever-increasing consumption threshold.

At that time, she might feel that this kind of life is nothing special, and might even seek out some thrills that shouldn't exist.

Therefore, under this premise, she can treat her new life as a series of simulation games.

Set goals for yourself, define your personality, and establish a course and plan for your activities.

Of course, the system has always been her cheat code; she just wanted to add some fun to her life, not make things difficult for herself.

Therefore, she can continuously open up new battlefields.

Starting with the Mafia godmother, she left her mark in every place that interested her.

Whether in Myanmar, Vietnam, or in the desert, on the high seas, deep in the mountains, or on a deserted island.

She can experience different lives and also usher in different new eras.

The thought flashed through her mind in a few seconds. Tang Tang looked up at Mrs. Tiss and smiled genuinely for the first time. Her eyes curved into crescents, her light purple eyes shining like jewels.

"That's it, my dear. Desire and ambition are the longsword that guides your direction, while strength and confidence are the warships you ride on. But don't let these things show on your pretty face."

Have the confidence to be proud, but remain humble and composed.

"Okay, darling, let's save the rest for later."

In just a few minutes of conversation, Tang Tang seemed to gain a glimmer of understanding from this older and powerful woman.

The next one to come in was that muscular old man, the one the Godfather and Tang Tang had mentioned, the elder who would likely be responsible for teaching them for a long time to come…

But this elder is really oppressive. Tang Tang watched Mrs. Tiss leave, and the muscular old man walked in through the originally wide door.

No, because his muscles actually make it look more like he squeezed in.

This elder, named Redhill, had a shiny bald head, a somewhat perfunctory stubble, deep-set eyes, a rectangular face, a sexy buttocks and chin, and bulging muscles in his black vest, making him look quite fierce and violent.

Especially compared to the youthful and slender Tang Tang, he looks like a small mountain of muscles.

Redhill stared at Tang Tang hesitantly, then subconsciously touched his bald head, racking his brains to say tactfully, "You look very... very... very light."

"...Thank you?" Tang Tang said awkwardly. "You look very heavy."

Redhill nodded, patted his muscles twice with his fan-like hands, and said proudly, "This is all from hard work."

As he spoke, he looked at Tang Tang's wrist peeking out from her sleeve with a hint of disdain, pinched it with his fingers from a distance, and said, "I don't have a problem with you, but you're as weak as a little white rabbit right now, which doesn't quite meet my requirements."

Tang Tang blinked, "Maybe I'm not so weak after all?"

She had exchanged for weapon mastery from the system back then! And after taking the pills, her physique was also enhanced.

Although it may not appear strong and powerful on the surface, it actually possesses a remarkably resilient strength within.

Redhill looked at Tang Tang suspiciously, "Um... Ni... Nikelita, your legs aren't even as thick as my arms."

However, Tang Tang still had a lot of confidence in the system. Although her overall strength was indeed inferior to Redhill's, it did not mean that she was powerless to fight back.

To be honest, she's actually quite strong in combat.

So she stood up and tilted her head slightly at Redhill, "But I still have some confidence in myself."

The confident demeanor of this suddenly appearing heir piqued Redhill's interest.

He stood up with great interest, casually stretching his muscles, the cracking sound of his bones stretching making one's teeth ache.

Like a lion awakening, he stared at Tang Tang and said, "Young man, let this old fellow see why you are so confident."