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Chapter 1178 I also have a female secretary (seeking a monthly ticket)(1/2)

It's the end of the month. If you have votes, please vote. Thank you.

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Through the dim light, the goblin silver light looked at the women singing and dancing in the center of the stage. He couldn't help but lower his head and curled his lips in disdain.

Around him were all the dignitaries from the northern part of the empire. They were all in a wild and drunken mood. They were either chatting and laughing loudly with the people next to them, or they were looking at the women performing on the stage with a leering look.

The whole room was filled with feasting, decadence and luxury.

This is the back house of Baron Gore's Northern Intelligence Headquarters, which is also Baron Gore's private residence.

Like most of the villas of high-ranking imperial officials, this building looks like an ordinary two-story villa from the outside, and its architectural style is even a bit rigid. It is extremely low-key, but there is something special inside.

Goblin Silver Light has been here for so long and is very familiar with the bastard character of officials in the northern part of the empire. However, although he was mentally prepared, when he first walked into the room, he was shocked by the luxurious interior decoration.

After traveling around the country for more than ten years, I also entered the Governor's Palace that Lorraine spent a lot of money to renovate. Goblin Yinguang has a very vicious eye. You can tell at a glance whether it is a fake or not.

As soon as Yin Guang entered the door, he immediately recognized the two pairs of celadon vases as tall as half a person placed at the door.

It was a celadon vase imported from Oriental Salis. This vase alone was extremely valuable, and it was also extremely difficult to buy due to its high price but no market.

Legend has it that there were once two in the Imperial Palace, but Princess Catherine naughtily broke one when she was a child. Later, Emperor Julunde thought that only one was not good-looking, so he removed the other one.

For so many years, the Supreme One who is just below the gods has been trying to put together another pair to show off, but he has never been able to do so.

However, Baron Gore, seemingly unassuming, placed two pairs in his living room.

And on the ground was a Samarkand carpet that was so wide and soft that it could sink into your ankles.

It was carefully woven by the most delicate and lovely jade hands of girls. The patterns were exquisite and complex, depicting a complete story of mythical heroes.

Such a wide carpet requires 20 female workers for three years to weave.

But the most eye-catching thing is the fish tank that is the entire width of the wall facing the door of the living room. There are dozens of colorful fish in the fish tank, with bright colors and different sizes, some big and some small.

Yin Guang knows that there is a proverb among humans: the poor play with horses, the rich play with watches, only the rich know how to play with fish and birds.

Those who get a purebred famous horse to decorate their appearance can only be regarded as a small wealthy person. Those who can express their taste through famous watches and diamonds are called rich.

Regardless of whether it is a horse or a watch, for the children of wealthy families, if they know how to play these, they can only be regarded as just graduating from elementary school. If they want to become a real dandy, they must also know how to play fish, bird, and game.

Flowers, playing with grass, playing with calligraphy and painting, and playing with antiques.

Because if we strictly distinguish them, they all belong to the category of art.

As we all know, art is a bastard thing, and anything remotely related to it is a waste of money.

Only a dozen or dozens of generations of aristocratic families with profound heritage and standing can only have the ability and vision to spend huge sums of money on a few small animals that are not worth anything in the eyes of others.

The goblin didn't know how many generations of Baron Gore's family had been passed down, but how Silver Light looked at it, the Baron Gore in front of him didn't look like a son of a wealthy family.

If he were a nouveau riche, he would look more like a nouveau riche, especially when he used the silk handkerchief in his hand to shake the big snot from his nose, his tiger body shook, wildly exuding the unique temperament of a nouveau riche.

It can only be said that this baron has money to burn.

The dining table is placed directly opposite the fish tank.

The guests attending the dinner were Goblin and Flint, and there were seventeen or eight people accompanying them. Needless to say, the banquet this time was definitely a public expense.

A table full of delicacies from all kinds of delicacies that the goblins had never heard of was placed on the table.

At the beginning of the banquet, amid the overwhelming music, a group of dancers walked out of the back hall. They were all dressed in bright red gauze, with silk scarves covering their faces. Through the thin gauze, you could see their white and tender breasts.

With the large fish tank as the background, the young dancers stretched their graceful figures and performed a dance full of fiery passion in front of the goblin's silver light.

Not looking at these outstanding beauties, Goblin Silver Light couldn't arouse any interest. He laughed politely with Baron Gore and secretly cursed: "Don't you know that goblins and humans have different aesthetic values?"

But Gore and the other guests were intoxicated.

With slutty smiles on their faces that were red from drinking, they twisted their bodies to the music and stared closely at the dancers' snow-white chests and slender waists.

When the song ended, Baron Gore held a strangely thick cigar in his mouth, clapped and cheered loudly. Then he grabbed the gold coins on the plate next to him, laughing, and looked at the girls wearing only gauze.

Smashed on the body.

Hearing their screams and screams, they laughed even more happily.

Several other people also got excited and applauded desperately.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Taking this opportunity, Flint secretly winked at the silver light, and then licked his lips at Gore's wine glass.

Goblin Silverlight pinched the paper bag in his pocket and looked hesitantly at Flint and then at Gore.

This packet of medicine powder was given to the goblin by Flint before going to the banquet. According to Flint himself, it is a small thing that makes people dizzy and paralyzed faster, and can keep people's consciousness between awake and unconscious.

state.

However, Yin Guang was not sure whether what the dark mage gave him was as useful as he said. Yin Guang himself was an expert in the medicine that made menstrual sweat, but he had never heard of such a medicine.

Flint kicked the goblin hard under the table, but gave the goblin a gentle smile on his face.

Yin Guang curled his lips and whispered helplessly: "Okay."

Then he took the initiative to pick up the wine bottle and poured a full glass of wine for Baron Gore. Covering his palm, he sprinkled the powder into Baron Gore's wine glass. Then he took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and said: "Boss, for the sake of our future cooperation, come and do it."

One cup.”

Baron Gore laughed, touched the goblin, and drank the red wine in the glass without hesitation. He hugged the goblin's shoulders affectionately and said: "My dear brother, there are not many opportunities in front of us, we must take advantage of it.

If I have time, I’ll do something more.”

"Of course, boss. Of course... Come, let's have another drink..." Yin Guang dealt with Baron Gore while observing Baron Gore's actions with confidence.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Baron Gore's drunkenness became more and more obvious. As if he was drunk, he fell on the back of the chair and burped.

Yin Guang turned his head and looked at the people next to him.

At this time, the dance started again.

This time it's the famous lap dance.

Although this dance was choreographed by Lord Luo back then, specifically to disgust people. But I have to say that if the dancers did not use those rough men who pick their feet, but used beautiful and delicate girls, this dance would be absolutely pleasing to the eye.

Eyes that were shocked to the ground.

Amidst the fierce and cheerful music, the dancers shook their skirts with both hands and kicked their long snow-white legs into the air.

The people all had their eyes fixed, their necks stretched out, their mouths opened wide, as they watched the dancers' performance. No one paid any attention to the goblins.

Therefore, he cautiously approached, then pulled Baron Gore and shouted softly: "Baron, Lord Baron..."

Baron Gore suddenly woke up.

He looked at the goblin vaguely, then grinned, and then patted the goblin on the shoulder hard. He said vaguely: "Brother Yinguang, it's you. You are really my lucky star, Gore."

, Great Lucky Star... We are closer than real brothers... When we look back, we will imitate the way of the Orientals. Cut off the head of a chicken and say goodbye. We don't want to be born in the same year and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day..."

The corners of Flint's lips turned up in a satisfied smile. It seemed that the medicine had taken effect. If he drank all the Royal Salute on the table, Baron Gore probably wouldn't be drunk.

Baron Gore shook the goblin from side to side, almost face to face with the goblin, and said: "Good brother, I..."

As he said that, he drank a drink.

The stench of wine hit his face, and Xun's goblin hurriedly turned his head away, almost dying of poisoning.

At this time, Baron Gore continued: "Let's... just one more vote, just one vote, and we can retire, retire~!"

Baron Gore picked up the wine bottle and swung it from side to side proudly.

His subordinates were concentrating on watching the dance. Occasionally they glanced over and saw their boss's wild look, which was a little strange. The boss was drunker than usual today, so they didn't notice anything unusual.

Think about it, no matter who is sitting at home and a huge sum of two to three million gold coins falls from the sky, he will probably be as happy as Baron Gore.

The goblin asked cautiously: "Is there enough time left to do a job?"

"Enough~!" Baron Gore said unsteadily: "Why is it not enough? My boss is Prime Minister Russell. Prime Minister Russell, you know, right?

The second most important figure in our empire.

Prime Minister Russell personally gave me an order to attack the barbarians this year, in May of this year. Catch them if they can, and kill them if they can’t. They must be wiped out."

Flint's eyes lit up and a joyful smile appeared on his face: Very good, just one drink and he found out the enemy's departure date.

He winked at the goblin, signaling to continue.

"May," Yinguang murmured, "time is a bit rushed?"

Baron Gore waved his hand and said: "No rush, no rush. The day of the expedition is set for May 20th. It will be June when they arrive in the mountains. There will be enough time for you to make another trip."

Yin Guang nodded repeatedly and responded: "That's right, that's right. It seems that our empire is determined to win this trip."

"Of course," Baron Gore slapped the table and laughed: "Our boss, Prime Minister Russell, is holding a breath in his heart~! I won't tell ordinary people, but of course we are buddies.

Let me tell you, Archduke Julius became the commander-in-chief of the peacekeeping force and led 600,000 people to destroy Hadou. Our boss did not say anything about it, but he was very jealous in his heart.

Who am I? I am the roundworm in our boss’s belly. Even if the boss doesn’t say it on his face, I know very well what he is thinking in his heart.”

A clear expression appeared on Yinguang's face, and he thought to himself, "So that's the case, no wonder Russell was like a chicken blood, he had to bulldoze the barbarians all at once. It turned out that he had the idea of ​​competing with Archduke Julius.

Baron Gore spread his fingers and shook his face in front of the silver light. He said: "Five hundred thousand~!"

"What?" Yin Guang asked in confusion.
To be continued...
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