[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

After that banquet, Ada didn't see Bruce Wayne for two full months.

It's not that she is passive and sabotage, or that she doesn't want to attack, but that she... really has no time!

Why, why in the end—why did she still live like a social animal even though she was disguised as a young lady! ?

To this question, AI gave a thought-provoking answer.

"Ask yourself."

Its tone sounds very speechless.

"I also want to know why you insist on developing your career line in love games, are you out of your mind?"

"But look at this statement! Look at this pile of fake accounts! Look at this messy management!"

Ada slapped the ton of documents on the table heavily, and the mountain of documents piled up almost to the ceiling was shaky because of her slapping. If she hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold her up, the hill would have almost buried her on the spot.

Now she was even angrier.

"I can understand that they do fake accounts and I can understand that they get something out of it...but this is too much! This is too much!"

Ada gritted her teeth and clenched the report in hand. If the accountant who made this thing was in front of her now, she could screw that guy's head off.

Oh yes, she forgot, that guy has already been fired by her.

"Who are you insulting by making false accounts like this? Do I look so mentally retarded? Or do they think they are the only smart people in the world? Do they think I'm blind? Or do they think I'm blind? Cerebral palsy? Can’t see that the charity funds of the foundation will be emptied by them and will not fall into the hands of the recipients?! Can they use their brains when they do bad things!!!”

Ada is not a student who has not graduated from college, and she does not look at charity with a childish cognition that "charity must be noble and pure, without any utilitarianism" or "charity is a good person (saint)".

As a veteran social animal who has been in the society for many years, Ada knows very well that no matter which country she is in, charity is a business.When she took over the scapegoat of the Britannia Foundation, she was mentally prepared.Of course she understands the truth that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. She didn't expect everyone in this foundation to be clean from the beginning.

But she was shocked when she took over in person.

Is this a problem of clear water and no fish?

Is this TM Gotham or a quagmire?The fish inside are almost dying, huh? !

The worst psychological expectation she had made was to eat meat for charity and drink soup for those in need.

However, the reality turned out to be a hundred times worse than she thought.

Those on the list who needed assistance couldn't even take a sip of the soup, and couldn't even smell the soup.

This TM can't bear it.

So after officially taking over the affairs of Gotham, Ada used Euphemia's status as the third lady of the Britannia family to give full play to the authority of the vice president of the foundation to 100%. The Gotham chapter has undergone a complete overhaul.

Thanks to the Britannia chaebol for being a damned family business, thanks to the backward blood inheritance system, and thanks to Euphemia for casting a good baby—this gave her an overwhelming right to speak in the foundation.

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Of course, any country Z student who has studied politics in high school will never forget this sentence - rights and obligations are closely linked and inseparable.

"There are no rights without duties, and no duties without rights."

In other words... Ada has as much power as she has, and as much responsibility as she has.

So she started working overtime as hell.

What?You said 996?It was such a bliss.

Just to sort out this mess, Ada spent a whole month as 007, and even thinking about it now, she doesn't know how she survived this period of time.

During this month, Ada collected enough evidence to withstand the pressure from above and the lack of cooperation from below, clear away those moths one by one, and rebuild a complete material and money management plan... After doing all this, She finally got off the high-risk line of sudden death for the time being.

In other words, she finally had time to sleep.

"Euphemia in the original work is not so miserable..."

Ada was filled with resentment.

Why?Why is doing charity in Gotham more tiring than doing colonization in District 11? ?Why is this? ? ?

Now she not only does what Euphemia in the original novel does - attend a whole bunch of public events like banquets, auctions, interviews, etc.; ——For example, recruiting and assessing newcomers, sorting out past financial (one) financial (pen) reports (bad) statements (accounts), making friends with famous families in Gotham, large and small companies to attract donations...

In the past, she felt that going to bed at twelve o'clock and starting at five o'clock was not a human life at all—it was the life of a postgraduate entrance examination dog and a programmer—now she felt that being able to go to bed at twelve o'clock and start at five o'clock was already very happy.

Capitalists turn into ghosts, and we are not deceived.

"Why am I so tired..."

Another round of fighting ended with great difficulty, and Ada slumped on the seat with her eyes empty, as if she was already a dead dog.

"Yeah, why do you live so tired." AI complained about her, "After all, it's fine if you don't care?"

"If you can get rid of the pick, you think I want to work hard here, isn't it impossible to get rid of it?"

Ada rolled her eyes at this ignorant AI, picked up a list of subsidies for out-of-school children, and looked through it.On the headshots pasted on it, all the immature faces were facing her, and the children's eyes were watching her, which made her sigh involuntarily.

"Aren't these the flowers of the motherland and the future of Gotham?"

It's impossible to see them like this.

No matter how poor you are, you can’t have poor education, and no matter how hard you are, you can’t suffer your children.

Then she can only work more overtime by herself.

"I have paid too much for the future of Gotham." Ada couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The AI ​​was silent for a while: "...do you remember what we are here for?"

"Remember, remember, take on Bruce Wayne...Let me see my plan first."

Ada sat up with difficulty, grabbed the red leather notebook on the side, and crossed out another line from today's to-do list.Then he turned to the front and began to look at his strategy plan.

"Hmm... first make a stunning appearance at the banquet, and leave him a perfect first impression, well, this has been completed... the next step is to raise the reputation of the Gotham camp to friendly, and this step is about to be completed... …Then start with the people around him, increase their favorability, create an atmosphere where I want to pick him up, cough, I am interested in him, let them match me with him... This step is also steadily progressing, I believe The old people in Gotham are very fond of me now!"

Ada clenched her fists with confidence.

"That's right, everything is under my control, my plan is being implemented perfectly, and I will definitely succeed!"

The AI ​​was very confused: "You, a single dog with a single mother and fetus, why are you so confident in your love plan?"

Ada raised her chest and raised her head, plausibly saying, "Have I never seen a pig run before eating pork?"

The AI ​​was silent for a long time, and then slowly spit out an old saying: "...This is probably 'the ignorant have no fear'."

As a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, Ada is actually very organized... or rather, a little too organized.

She likes to plan everything first. In short, first come to a general plan, then a yearly plan, and then a monthly plan. Every day has a daily plan.Time planning can even be accurate to the minute.

Ada believed that as long as everything went according to her plan, there would be absolutely no problem.

If something goes wrong, it's a problem that didn't go according to plan.

In other words, she hates anyone who interferes with her plans.

Therefore, when she just picked up the report and was about to start the Nth round of work but heard a knock on the door, she uncontrollably showed a very ugly expression.

"……Come in."

She took a deep breath and suppressed the swear words that didn't fit Euphemia's image.

In the next second, Ada was glad that she didn't say those dirty words out of her mouth.

"Good afternoon, Yuffie. Hope I haven't interrupted your work."

A large bouquet of well-opened champagne roses was handed to her, fragrant and fragrant, with clear dewdrops on the velvet petals.What attracts more attention than the delicate flowers is the face of the young man behind the bouquet.

There was a little smile in Bruce Wayne's blue eyes. He seemed to have looked at the workshop full of cardboard boxes and materials, but from the suave smile on his face, it was hard to see that he had any feelings for him. What the heck here is the idea.

"Ah, Bruce, please sit—"

Ada took the bouquet from Bruce in a hurry, and didn't know whether to give him a hug according to American social etiquette, or ask him to sit down on the chair opposite the desk first.This office room that was about to be overwhelmed with materials exacerbated her embarrassment and made her almost at a loss.

Damn it's not the same as planned!

She originally planned to get everything in order and then appear in front of Bruce Wayne with an absolutely elegant and generous demeanor!

She positioned herself as a celebrity!Which socialite will let the target of the raid see her office that is about to be flooded with paper?

It's as if no matter how hard the swan is paddling under the water, what others really see is its graceful demeanor... How can people directly see the swan's palm sweeping the water with the anthurium? !

Fortunately, Bruce Wayne didn't show a mocking look, he naturally crossed the desk and hugged her—very in line with etiquette, without the slightest overstepping.Then he sat down on the swivel chair opposite her, leaned comfortably on the not-so-comfortable chair back, leaned on the armrest with his elbows, and sat crookedly, as if he had thrown all his bones into this chair.

For some reason, Ada felt that he looked like a big black cat, especially when he was still pointing his toes on the ground, lazily urging the swivel chair around, it was more like a cat whose fur was tanned in the sun Fluffy into a puddle of big cats.

...he's so cute.

The villain in her heart had already started to hold her face in her hands, and she was so cute that she screamed.

"Come here today, what's the matter?"

Ada tried her best not to let the gaffe in her heart show, but the ending sound was still subconsciously softer.

And Bruce Wayne had already withdrawn his eyes from browsing the indoor documents. He turned his head and gave her a charming smile exclusive to the Prince of Gotham.

"I just wanted to invite a beautiful lady to have lunch with me. It would be a waste to stay in the office in such a fine weather." His gaze paused for a moment on the planner spread out on her desk, and then returned to On her face, "I just don't know if I have the honor. Um... Did I interrupt your work? If you don't have time, then--"

"Of course there is time."

Ada closed the plan book quietly, and showed a Euphemia-like sweet smile to Bruce Wayne.

"I'm not familiar with Gotham, do you know any good restaurants?"

Fuck his [beep] plan.

No matter how many damn jobs there are, she will be in the back row for all of them!

Ada thought silently.

- There's nothing like having lunch with this big cutie.

"My pleasure."

The man smiled deeper on his handsome face, and stretched out his hand to her.Ada tried her best to suppress her beating little heart, not thinking about why he was so charming even with such a small gesture, and naturally put her hand on his palm.

...Strange, why does it feel like his palms are rough and calloused?

AI: "Because he traveled a lot for 12 years and suffered a lot?"

After getting an explanation, Ada stopped thinking about it.The heat came from the hand that was being held, and burned all the way to her cheeks, so she couldn't help stretching out her hand to straighten her temple hair, and used this action to cover the red tips of her ears.

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Bruce Wayne finally took her to a century-old three-star Michelin western restaurant. According to him, it has the best French cuisine in Gotham, as well as the best foie gras and lobster in the United States.

It seems that it was because he stayed in London for a long time during his travels. Bruce Wayne was very interested in the fact that Euphemia had studied in the UK. He shared a lot of interesting things about London with her and asked her a lot. Asking about the details of her study abroad life almost made Ada's back almost break out in cold sweat.

Thankfully, when the AI ​​allowed her to cross over to Euphemia, it loaded her with a full set of data (using "memory" is really not accurate enough), which prevented her from revealing any flaws, and she was even able to communicate with her. Bruce chatted and laughed.

Fortunately, after the red wine was served, Bruce Wayne forgot about this topic. He picked up his own glass of red wine, smiled slightly as if just remembering it, and stared at her with those blue eyes. Face.

"I really want to know why a lady like you chooses this city. After all, you know—" He opened his hand slightly, with a helpless and regretful smile on his lips, "— —This place really doesn't deserve a beauty like you. Chicago is a much better choice than Gotham, isn't it?"

Ada understood what he meant.

Just like the financial strength of the Wayne Consortium ranks among the top in the United States, but the Wayne Family belongs to Gotham; although the business of the Brittany Consortium spreads all over the world, the Britannia Family belongs to Chicago.

As the third lady of the Britannia family, Euphemia really didn't need to cross five states, leaving Chicago, where the family had the most power, to go to Gotham, where she was unfamiliar and notorious.

Anyway, doing charity in Gotham sounds like a bad joke.

So why would Bruce Wayne ask her such a question, as a young Gotham native?

As a veteran of the two stinging apes, Ada can bet with the pile of galgames she has played that the first key option is here!

She quickly cheered herself up, picked it up... no, she picked up the glass of red wine in her hand as gracefully as possible, restrained the urge to pour it first to suppress the shock, maintained Euphemia's persona, and just took a small sip.

Anyway... honesty is much better than pretense.

Although judging from the gossip she heard while she was busy, Bruce Wayne has been acting like a money-burning idiot since he returned, except for partying, picking up girls, wandering around and sleeping on the board all day long Didn't do anything serious.

However, since the AI ​​specifically mentioned in the character information given to her, this person is talented, versatile, and has skills better than 〇Jiang's countless ancient Mary Su heroines, and his awesomeness can't be contained in five hundred words...then She'd better not really take him for a fool.

Maybe he's just imitating King Zhuang of Chu, or like 〇Jiang's sadomasochistic court men in ancient times, he's keeping a low profile and pretending to be crazy in order to regain his power?

Hey, thinking that the Wayne Consortium has been managed by others during Bruce Wayne's departure from Gotham, Ada automatically flew through millions of words of tactics, business warfare, and begonias (???) ...In short, the more I think about it, the more I feel that this possibility is very high.

This made her look at Bruce Wayne almost full of love.

Poor thing, he must be holding back a big one right now - "Three years of not flying, one blockbuster", she understands, she understands, all the incompetence and frivolity now are the appearance of his confusing those group executives.

Ada restrained her eyes, not to show too many emotions that did not fit Euphemia's personality, and then answered Bruce's question.

"Actually, it was only because of family affairs at first..."

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"The Big Brother's Devil Is All Me"

One-sentence introduction: After rebirth, I cultivated the path of ruthlessness.

Copywriter:

Bai Feihong had a total of two love affairs in his life, one time his muscles were broken, and the other time his soul was scattered.

Her first love died heroically in the fight against the demons. Twenty years later, he became the Demon Emperor and led tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals to destroy her sect.

Her fiancé was originally the No. 1 kendo in the cultivation world, a gentleman like a jade, but one day she suddenly went mad and became a demon king who killed people like hemp wherever he went.

……

In the end, one of the two dog men was beheaded by her, and the other was worse than death because of her.

After being reborn, Bai Feihong learned from the painful experience and realized that——

——Talking about a fart love, falling in love is not as good as cultivating immortals.

Bai Feihong, who fell in love and got hurt, has changed the way of ruthlessness in this life.

The realm is advancing rapidly, and the speed of advancement is like riding a rocket. Everyone says that she is a genius who should be born to practice the ruthless way.

Ex-boyfriends & secret lovers: "No, no, no! You have cultivated the wrong way!!!"

While Bai Feihong kept changing the tragic fate of his previous life, he practiced the way of ruthlessness, but in the end, she felt that something was wrong...

Why is the Demon Emperor sending this to that all day long?

Why is the Demon Lord always hesitating to speak?

Why do you always show up just right?

Why is my junior brother beating me whenever a man wants to send me flowers?

...Why are all your demons me? ? ?