"We're going to enter the city with a more complicated environment, and the convoy will try to speed up as fast as possible, and in about six minutes, we'll be at our destination."

The driver who is driving is holding down the Bluetooth headset with the convoy radio connected to it in his ear.

He listened for a moment, then tilted his head and said.

"Miss. If you can, please close the sunshades by the windows as well, okay? ”

"I'm sure I'm safe. My dear Mr. Butler, you are really too nervous to do this. ”

Miss Elena was interrupted in her musings, and looked helpless at the driver.

"Take a deep breath and relax, Mr. Adlar. You can't think of me as someone who can't live without a limousine. ”

Even judging from the travel pomp standards of the previous editors-in-chief of oil paintings, the scale of Anna's fleet is a bit too exaggerated.

She didn't like that.

Anna is a very quiet person, and of course, she is not pretentious.

Anna can adapt well to such a life of a former servant and a maid, which is the environment she has grown up in.

It has become a familiar part of her life.

But every day she goes to work like a queen's mother, which makes Anna feel like a squeamish pea princess in the eyes of many colleagues.

It's not good for her to integrate into the magazine's workplace environment.

Again.

She went to interview someone else.

A good interviewer should be someone who is like a stream of water, invisibly guiding the topic forward.

It is not a character who is very strong and asks the other party to answer.

Then it becomes an interrogation.

Most of the artists who have achieved great things are also proud.

What does your rumbling convoy of five or six carts look like as smoke rolls out? Specially flaunting your wealth?

People still think that you are deliberately trying to overpower others.

It's easy to feel a strong sense of estrangement on the first impression.

It's even harder to get closer in a short period of time.

But the butler, who was extremely rare, insisted on his point of view with a very tough attitude, and rejected Anna's light and simple travel arrangement.

No way.

At least not for this time.

In her opening speech at the annual meeting, Anna put the hats of that the Austrian government had spent seventy years trying to dilute back on their heads.

Expected and unexpected.

She received invish from nationalists, as well as death warnings.

Of course, the vast majority are just keyboard warriors on far-right online forums.

But last week, Elena Manor received a bag of dead rats killed by pistols and a pasted letter with letters cut out of the newspaper - "Little bitch, you're going to pay!! ] after the postal package.

Consider that Austria has both the lowest crime rate in Europe and probably the most assassinated important political figures in all European history.

Possession but not limited to the queen was stabbed to death with a file while walking in the street, the prince was killed by a pistol, the chancellor of the exchequer and the railway dignitaries were strafed by machine guns on their way to work, and they escaped with their lives, and were killed by a bomb the next day...... and a series of long and strange historical traditions.

In addition, in the past two years, several notorious right-wing forums in Japan and South Korea, including Reddit in North America, have really appeared several teased murders.

It made the whole manor nervous.

Not only did Anna travel in the car, but the Mercedes-Benz GLS, which was more convenient for electric storage of wheelchairs from the roof suitcase, became the old Rolls-Royce Phantom that her aunt had previously modified with bulletproof.

Even the window on the street side of her office at Oil Painting magazine has been turned into thickened bulletproof glass.

In the G63s in front of the convoy, the steward suggested hiring a temporary reinforced security team.

"Believe me, Adlar, it's just a boring prank by some neurotic guy who watches the detective obsessed."

Anna sat reclining and put her ankles together.

Reaching out and tiring the lace of the skirt.

"We can make a bet that when the police open his door, they'll find out that it's probably a child who isn't even twenty years old."

She said without looking up.

"Don't care."

"Don't take it lightly, whoever he is. So far, the police have not caught the madman who sent the mail. The butler said coldly.

"This is Salzburg, not Baghdad, and no one will be holding a bazooka to me from the roof of Mozart's house."

"An accident is an accident because it's always a bad luck that people don't expect, isn't it?" The butler Adlar glanced up in the rearview mirror, "I think, whether it's Queen Elizabeth or Archduke Ferdinand, you think so." ”

"I have reservations about your comparison of me to Archduke Ferdinand." Anna laughed, "As we all know, he hasn't been a very likable character for a long time......"

"Then say sir. I don't think my husband and wife would have wanted to drive the Cessna 172 through the Alps if they had known that it was going to crash. The occurrence of disasters has never had anything to do with whether or not they are liked and respected. It was a cloudless morning with very good weather conditions. ”

(Note: The small propeller sport aircraft model has excellent aerodynamic safety and extremely low handling difficulty.) Generally, it is mainly based on self-driving experience flying, and the probability of accidents is very small. ）

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Anna's hand in arranging the hem of her skirt paused.

"I'm sorry I said something out of place, and I'm very sorry for that. But if I can decide, I would even recommend working from home during this time. Mr. Adlar said in a dry tone.

"There is no need to apologize, you are right. There is never a need to apologize for the right words. ”

Anna loosened her skirt and hid her feminine calves under the hem.

She shook her head.

"You convinced me. I respect your opinion, but I don't want to be so offensive to have a bunch of bodyguards and gentlemen around you vigilantly during the interview. In addition, it is enough to install bulletproof glass in the office, please do not install any security gates downstairs in the magazine. ”

"Now that I've heard that a colleague behind my back calls me 'Miss Crystal,' I'll take it as a compliment, but I don't want it to be 'Princess Pea' after a while."

"I'm not the president of Austria, and I'm not a little girl to be followed by a nanny. I can't live in a bubble of bulletproof shields. If I don't feel comfortable walking up to my colleagues and hugging them, they won't hug me. That will never be my magazine. ”

The butler opened his mouth, as if he wanted to continue to persuade something.

This time.

Miss Elena was very determined.

"There was no possible danger to me in the magazine. The probability of getting your hands burned by coffee is much greater than being attacked. Believe me, there are only a very small number of crazy people who don't want to listen to the truth, and public opinion is on my side. At this point, Sir Brown was even more nervous than I was, and he managed to suppress the public opinion a little, and he longed to pray for my good health every day before going to bed. To be honest, with the current media environment, if I were to be shot now, no, just scratch a little bit of skin in the magazine. ”

Anna smiled playfully.

"Then Sir Brown can only be sprayed with his ambition to find a seclusion in a mountain house where there is no one."

Mr. Adlar hesitated for a few seconds.

"That's my bottom line, I respect your work and appreciate it in my heart, but I also have to have room for my own work."

Anna said seriously.

"Well, you're the boss, and your security team will be on standby in the café across from the magazine."

"You have an emergency caller in your handbag, and in any case you feel uneasy, just press the button."

The butler shrugged his shoulders.

He seems to feel that he is not at ease with the safety of his employer resting on Sir Brown's career.

But under Miss Elena's determined gaze, he still had to take a step back.

Anna smiled.

He pulled out his phone.

She wanted to check with Assistant Cao Xuan one last time about the upcoming interview, but found that several new messages had appeared on her linked account on Whatsapp.

It was sent by the detective cat.

[All the manuscripts of "Blazing World" have been drawn, and I used a more daring idea - I didn't paint the faces of all the main characters. 】

Anna raised an eyebrow.

From the professional point of view of the other agent's agent, this doesn't sound like a good idea at all.

"Blazing World" is a work dedicated to the award, and the publisher of this kind of work has not reported any sales hope.

There is no need for painters to innovate there.

Stability-oriented.

Novelty and grandstanding are often just one step away.

The upper limit does not need to be high, and the lower limit cannot be low.

Give full play to the advantages of detective cat painting techniques, and for them who want to win an illustration award that meets the public's aesthetics, it is the best idea in the world.

The truth is this.

But Miss Elena still didn't say anything.

Helping the other party win the award is just the icing on the cake, not the purpose of her becoming a detective cat agent.

She is unwilling to restrain the other party's creative inspiration in order to teach the so-called "correct" industry truth.

I just hope to send the other party's inspiration to the right position in the industry.

That's Anna's job.

She quietly read the rest of the message.

[Mr. Sloth, let me tell you, I have found a model model that matches the temperament of Her Majesty the Empress in my heart. As long as you look at her, even if you only look at the back, she seems to be shining, as if she has abducted the hearts of every audience. 】

[Who would not believe that under such a light, whether it is giants, wars, or distant threats, they will all disappear and disappear under such a light? 】

[Mr. Sloth, you should know who I'm talking about. 】

Miss Elena's shoulders moved slightly.

Who is it?

Who kidnapped the heart of her cat wife?

Anna's long eyelashes blinked slightly, and her heart beat a few beats faster.

She quickly cached the picture sent by the detective cat on her phone.

Wait for the loading to complete.

Click Open.

The dark sea fog with the howling wind covered the screen of Anna's phone in the palm of her hand, and of course, the figure with a lantern in her hand and fluttering sleeves in the sea breeze.

Emerald green tunics.

Dark skirt.

It was Anna's most common outfit for formal occasions, just like what she was wearing now.

The people on the screen and the people outside the screen are exactly the same costumes.

It's as if you're staring at yourself.

Anna looked at the back of the painting for a long time, then held her phone close to her heart, her eyelashes drooping, and she smiled.

Sir Brown thought she was a marionette.

Mr. Butler was worried about her, like a child who had not grown up.

Ms. Cat thinks.

She is a majestic empress, even if she is a back, she is already radiant.

That's nice.

Anna thought she was so happy.

Miss Elena didn't know if she could shine brightly, but she knew that Sister Cat was doing something right.

She is Anna Elena.

She was never afraid of any challenge.

"I don't want an interview outline."

Anna suddenly opened her eyes, pushed aside the folder on her lap, and whispered.

"What do you say? What is the question that you are not satisfied with? ”

The aunt sitting on the secretary's seat frowned tightly and turned the pen in her hand.

"This kind of thing, you need to tell me earlier. We're almost there, and it's probably not enough time to revise the outline now. ”

Elliot didn't come with him today.

Elliot was a personal assistant hired by the Yelena family and had no connection to the magazine.

The secretary is a financial student, and she is not a professional counterpart.

Open the board, and Anna will take her.

If you want to invest in any artwork, buy or buy paintings, you will leave it to Elliot to do it with confidence.

But in her daily working life, Elliot would stay on the estate to deal with many of her finances if she was not specifically instructed to do so.

After being promoted to column manager.

This aunt with high cheekbones, who likes to wear a huge pearl necklace over a black sweater, and walks on the street to make people believe that Austria has a good security environment, is the deputy of the magazine official according to the management.

She is the deputy head of the advertising and marketing department who came from the buyer's department and has been working for Oil Painting magazine for more than 15 years.

According to the high emotional intelligence, this aunt is experienced and can make Miss Elena quickly familiarize herself with the department and give her appropriate advice.

The statement of low EQ point -

She is Sir Brown's man.

"No, I mean, don't give an outline, don't mention flashcards, I don't walk into the house with a designed question to record a designed show. I'm going to ......"

Anna looks out over the old town with the imprint of the Renaissance like a living fossil.

Outside the car window, the yellow-and-white houses illuminated by the lights spread out along both sides of the road, towards the distance. In the slow-paced Central European town, in the deep night, there is not a single pedestrian on the road.

Only the lights on the towering minaret of the garden of the Mirabell Palace, built by Archbishop Wolf Dietrich in the 16th century for his lover and 15 children, are faintly visible in the distant center of the city.

(End of chapter)