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There were only three options before Harvey.

Either tell Mike to fuck off and go back to law school and come back, or get him a credential that doesn't have any problems other than the "never went to Harvard, went to law school" experience, or—

"Harvey, or you and Mike get out."

Which one will Harvey Specter, who has just become a partner in a law firm, choose, and I look forward to his choice as I look forward to a new copy.

"Why don't you ask the person involved?"

Nolan, who is as idle as I am, seems to have given a very good suggestion.

"Why didn't I think of it?"

I sigh, and look at Harvey expectantly.

"Come on, Harvey, Nolan and I are very considerate." Withholding the smile on his face, he continued in a serious manner, "You do such a cover-up that damages the company's image to the public, and there are legal risks involved You don't know that there will be big problems if a lawyer without a lawyer's qualification certificate goes to the lawsuit, right?"

Mike, who was so valued by Harvey, was quickly called in.

Before I heard his choice, the phone rang.

The thumb and index finger of the left hand pinch the sides of the phone, and the thumb presses the call button on the side.

"Hello."

"Elizabeth Rost? This is Nate Ford, the last time we..."

"Yes, I remember you."

Covering the phone with my right hand, I opened my mouth and silently mouthed to Nolan. Nolan, who was in a panic with me and feared that the world would not be chaotic, based his happiness on the suffering of others, nodded understandingly.

"what happened?"

I stood up holding the phone, went to the window and looked at the scenery below and continued talking on the phone.

"You helped me get back that Raffaello Sanzio painting, didn't you? From the one called..." I looked up at the ceiling and laughed, "from the con artist Sophie Devereaux."

After finishing the phone call with this former acquaintance who is said to be no longer in the insurance industry, I promised to let his people enter a banquet that I can lead the way to, then hung up the phone, and then went back to see Nolan and Harvey and How is the discussion between the three of Miki regarding the latter's future life development?

I winked at Nolan, who answered knowingly, "I think we're done talking."

I nodded earnestly, "I think I should go back and continue to study how to clear the Demon Dungeon."

The two of us finished singing together, then turned to look at Mike who was completely dumbfounded, looked up and laughed.

"Please, we have no bad intentions," Nolan said.

I said, "Mike, can't you be the Cinderella who shed tears of joy because her wish came true after seeing her fairy godmothers appear? You cheered like Cinderella who successfully married the prince and made us happy too for a while?"

"Um, oh, ah...thank you."

He said such a sentence dryly.

I looked up at the sky, very helpless: "Please, it's not interesting at all. Nolan, I've been AFK long enough. And it's time for my sweetheart to have dinner..."

Nolan reached out and waved his palm up and down at me.

"My dear little Lizzy, have you forgotten that you have an appointment for dinner tonight? A month ago?"

To be honest, I really forgot.But absolutely cannot admit this.Although I think Nolan must have seen it all through.He always had a keen instinct in places like this.Of course, so did Aaron.I always feel that if he doesn't contact me for a few months, he must be able to live well somewhere in the world.better than anyone else.

Saying goodbye to Harvey and Mike, the next step for Nolan and I besides the law firm was that I was dragged by him to meet an image consultant group that Nolan rented for $[-] an hour.

From matching clothes to matching hairstyles and what kind of makeup to wear... For four hours, I couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was me.

"Lizzy, you look so pretty today."

Looking at Nolan's white suit, I looked at my black skirt and sighed.

"Going out is a black and white double evil..."

Nolan pulled a diamond necklace from a side box.

Come around behind my back and put this necklace on me.

While buttoning the clasp of the diamond necklace, he said, "Lizzy, have fun today."

Just to make me happy, buy a diamond necklace?

"Nolan, I don't like jewelry. I will be happy if you give me the first book of "Superman" booklet."

"Correct next time." He raised his left hand and saluted crookedly on his temple.

I pushed him lightly, then took the bill on the side, glanced at today's expenses, and signed my name—Elizabeth Rost—at the end of the bill.

"Please, I'll pay for it."

"It's late, I have signed my name."

Stepping on seven-inch high-heeled shoes, holding Nolan's hand, he walked into the restaurant where the seats were reserved. After saying our names to the waiter, he led us to our seats.

Looks like the two who had dinner with me and Nolan tonight haven't turned up yet?

Looking at the menu, a string of French words gave me a headache.The only thing that can get on the table in Western cuisine is French cuisine.British food?Hey, what the hell is that?

If it wasn't for the fact that this restaurant was chosen by Nolan, I would really like to eat Chinese food.Of course, not the kind of "Chinese food" made to suit gringo tastes.

Thinking of the fact that I have been a gringo for 28 years now, the depression in my heart makes me lose the courage to even look at the menu.

"I took Latin and not French in college."

I complained softly to Nolan, he smiled softly, closed the menu, reached out and tapped the side page of the menu I was holding in both hands, and then said a series of words in French to the waiter, which gave me a limp headache After the vocabulary, he said the last sentence in English: "Two copies."

I figured that Nolan, who has been with me for so many years, must know exactly what I like to eat.

Just as the two of us were getting more and more crap from the latest Forbes rich list to talking about the latest comic book "Blue", the person we two have for dinner tonight finally arrived.

A couple.

Although I remember when we invited each other and he readily invited, "Of course, bring a girlfriend." But...

"For a cartoonist, this girlfriend is too beautiful."

I whispered to Nolan, and Nolan stood up and shook the man's hand: "Me and Lizzy just talked about your comics, it was very interesting. Then, your girlfriend is so beautiful, me and my friend They all agreed on that.”

I'm not much of a talker, but Nolan... well, I guess there's something to that about why the two of us get along so well.

Nolan and I are having dinner tonight with John McChale and his girlfriend.

Believe me, I was shocked the first time I saw his comic "Blue" in a comic shop I knew well.What a great story!Incredible... works.He will be the next rising star in the comics industry, believe me, my vision is still very good.

And his girlfriend Vickie Wright?A typical American good girl, a good girlfriend who has not experienced all kinds of sinister life.The kind of person I could never become.

However, this does not prevent me from praising John's comic talent and Vickie's empathy.

"Neither Johnny nor I expected that we'd be having dinner with big shots like you."

"It's nothing, it's luck."

I don't think there's much to talk about.

My whole family died, and I was the only one who became a billionaire.If it weren't for my inherent lack of emotion, I might have died of drugs or alcohol that day.

And Nolan?Before he became a billionaire overnight, he was just a school dropout, a penniless nerd who was laughed at on Wall Street for his whimsical ideas.

I think it is very necessary to talk about the plot of the manga "BLue".It's basically a girl named Blue who thinks she's human, but finds out she's just a robot made by her uncle... It sounds interesting, but what's even more interesting is that the story is set in a high school in outer space.

"Well, let's be honest," I leaned forward during dessert, "Johnny, tell me, when will the sixth story of "Blue" be finished? I swear, once your editor is in order, I will Guaranteed to make this book appear in the bookstore as soon as possible."

"Come on Lizzy, you're freaking them out. It's not the days when your CCE studio made copies of Dragonland."

"Dragon Domain?"

When I saw my favorite cartoonist, his eyes lit up.

Then, we two die-hard fans of Longyu discussed for half an hour about this online game that is no less classic than WOW. During this period, Nolan and Vickie discussed this year's fashion week in full swing.

After dinner, under Nolan's guidance, Vickie finally said something that she didn't really think about talking about now——

"Please, Vickie, I believe there must be a more important reason why you haven't had a drink all night than Lafite in [-]."

"Oh, oh, yes, I... I'm pregnant."

Then, I saw John, a cartoonist who will definitely be famous in history, excitedly held Vickie's hand.

"Really? My baby?"

He jumped off the chair and dropped to one knee on the ground.

"I promise to get an oversized ring first thing in the morning, so... Vickie Wright, will you marry me?"

I saw this passage, and finally found it from the depths of the ocean of memory.

I think--

I said, "I don't think we can let a couple take a cab home late at night."

Nolan wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, and seconded: "My car must fit the two of you."

I think, after this incident, this cartoonist will not have to become a murderer who killed a gangster six months later, and then use his mobile phone to call a phone number that will never be answered and only has a recording.

But then again.

I asked the soon-to-be-married couple: "Do you like New York?"

"Yes, why not?"

I smiled and didn't speak.

Some fate is doomed by the sky.

Not in the original city, some people will definitely meet.

The author has something to say:

The character JohnMchale comes from "Criminal Minds" S03E10.I burst into tears watching this episode.

Anyone want to ask which show Nate Ford is from?This is from "Urban Robbery"