Machiko Kawahara walked through the trading floor with a blank face, the bracelet vibrating on her thin wrist, and she pressed it to a halt. This action has been repeated many times.

"Kawahara Executive!" The subordinates behind him couldn't help but remind, and it was also because the phone on the other side called him directly, "It's the vice president's call...... He asks you to answer the phone. ”

"Hang up."

"Huh?"

"Hang up." Machiko Kawahara repeated it once, which is also equivalent to a footnote to her choice.

She had traveled all the way to the Emerald Light to use as an outcast—none of the top executives of the auction house or the higher levels of shareholders would think that sheer words and so-called "sincerity" would allow the youngest transcendent species, who was showing his growing spirit, to turn chaos into friends.

What's more, "sincerity" is just "sincerity".

No one wants to raise the price and throw themselves into the abyss of hatred that is destined to be unrewarded, and it is impossible to affect the perception of the "gods" of the Amaterasu Order.

It's just a routine procedure, and Machiko Kawahara was sent here, just because she has more reasons to be found:

1. She is a rare woman among executives;

2. She is quite beautiful and may fit Ronan's legendary aesthetic;

3, she once had some so-called friendships with Ronan's woman in Hancheng, Kitayama Yukie (in fact, they just met a few times in business occasions).

The above so-called reasons have all become shit after Machiko Kawahara failed to contact Kitayama Yukie.

Instead of thinking about these shit reasons, considering the consequences that are already impossible to get worse, and wasting time to endure the difficulties of her boss, she might as well give it another try.

Ahead, Ronan's box was already in sight.

"Everyday, the auction has begun!" The subordinates desperately reminded him, hoping that his boss would understand that it was really difficult to get rid of the suspicion of meeting with a big customer at this time.

Machiko Kawahara stopped and turned her head to look at these subordinates who were also extremely lucky: "Auction? Gentlemen, let's bet on our respective careers, and what do we have to do with the auction here? If you don't have this awareness, when you go back...... No, there won't be any return trip to everyone! ”

Just before the faces of her subordinates, either red or pale, Machiko Kawahara felt the vibration of her wrist again, only this time, the source of information given by personal intelligence was completely different.

She snapped and connected instantly.

A somewhat flirtatious male voice came from there: "Beauty, it looks like your efforts have worked." Before our Mr. Luo's mind changes in pity and pity, why don't you deepen one? ”

Machiko Kawahara squeezed her fist heavily, but her mouth responded in a soft, clear and crisp tone: "Hey, I'll be there soon." ”

Five seconds later, Machiko Kawahara, who had managed to calm her breath and mood, rang the doorbell of the box.

And the time she waited was even four or five times longer than the arrival time after the call. The fully exposed camera outside the door seems to be conducting a cold and silent scrutiny.

During this period, Machiko Kawahara, as well as her subordinates, maintained a respectful posture of leaning forward slightly, standing solemnly and silently.

Finally, the door to the box opened.

Machiko Kawahara thought she would be subjected to harsher scrutiny, but she didn't.

It seems that no one in the box pays special attention to her, and the "scrutiny" just now is more like a simple and inadvertent neglect, directed by herself in her mind.

The vast majority of people's attention is on the target of her public relations today, that is, Ronan's body, watching him use his fingers as pens, water vapor as ink, volleys of calligraphy and painting graphics, some people tsk, some hiss, and some people simply moan.

"You don't think it's big enough!"

Moaning and complaining, it was the man who summoned her in a frivolous tone—the Blood Demon who had been listed by the auction house's internal intelligence as one of the most terrifying transcendents.

The tone is the tone, and it looks like the excitement is real.

Machiko Kawahara went to look at the outlines of the vapor imprints, but she didn't come in time, Ronan just finished the work of the priming draft, and with a wave of her hand, she erased the water vapor pattern.

The youngest transcendent species in the world turned his face around at this time and said to the blood demon: "As you said, you have to take the initiative, you have to advance, and you have to arrange a position forward. Since they have retreated, I will advance, until they retreat and there is no retreat. ”

Sure enough, the sharpness is unparalleled!

Machiko Kawahara, who came to the door, made an instant evaluation in her heart, and combined with the relevant information, she secretly wondered how to deal with it when she wanted to "deepen" for a while.

The blood demon raised his eyebrows: "The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, aren't you worried?" I mean, the arms of the general association are still quite long, and they are really annoyed, and they can't beat you on the boat, and they can do it the Hanjo side. ”

"Then it depends on whether the true God and the Pope are willing to give up their own ashram and give way to President Abner...... I have a hunch that they may not be happy. ”

The blood demon was keen: "What did you find again?" That cow ghost? ”

Ronan was in a relaxed mood, and pouted to the door of Kawahara Machiko, and said casually: "Are you going to kill your mouth next?" ”

"Say that you are pitiful and cherish the jade, and you are not wronged at all!"

was regarded as the object of ridicule, Kawahara Machiko only thought that she was deaf, looking at her nose, nose and mouth, and mouth and heart, standing still like a statue, not adding any variables to the dialogue between the two big guys.

Sure enough, Ronan first returned to the topic: "I just think that the Miqi Venerable Lord looks like he is going to make a big article, and with him in the back, I am also bold." ”

"Hey, you know, his agenda is behind!"

"Haven't I read the material? I'll be careful not to digress. And maybe I can help......"

The Blood Demon was slightly stunned and looked at Ronan, who responded with a smile.

For a while, the blood demon was speechless by Ronan's strong and enterprising will, but fortunately he quickly burst into laughter: "Either say, young people learn things quickly!" ”

He then turned to His Majesty the Martial Emperor: "Do you think that you don't need to come here?" ”

His Majesty the Martial Emperor didn't raise his head, and his fingertips slowly turned a page: "Do you want to bet?" ”

"No, I don't want to put up a flag." The Blood Demon retreated playfully.

At this time, Ronan had already summoned Machiko Kawahara to make arrangements for relevant matters. The latter's calm but resolute attitude saved him a lot of effort.

"That's about it, no problem, right?"

Of course, there is a problem, but Machiko Kawahara will not show any embarrassment in front of Ronan. She bowed again, as if everything was a set procedure, logical:

"Then, please Mr. Luo get ready, we will let you know five minutes in advance."

"Okay." Ronan replied simply.

Machiko Kawahara took a shallow breath, maintained a bowed posture, and exited the door.

And when the box door closed, she turned to face the group of subordinates outside, and her eyes were completely sharp and cold:

"From now on, it is time to test the consciousness of all monarchs."

What kind of enlightenment? Machiko Kawahara did not give a clear answer, but at this time, many people naturally "realized":

It's loyalty!

And not necessarily to the auction house, but to the executive of Kawahara himself...... This is a bit more subtle.

In any case, the executive director of Kawahara, who received some kind of instruction in the box, seems to be really acting with an "enlightenment".