the days before i bought the galaxy

"Warren, Miss Leslie called and said she'll be there in half an hour." Blue put down the phone.

"How many have we seen?" Warren rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"97."

"Well, I'll watch the other half when I come back tonight. These ambitious guys know how to open their mouths better than the other." Warren leaned his head on the back of the sofa, "Lan, call the hotel to deliver it to me." Come here with a suit."

"Aren't you going to keep wearing this outfit?"

"I remembered. I saw it somewhere. People in the city like to change several sets of clothes every day. The clothes they wore when they met last time can't be worn when they meet next time. At least they have to be worn occasionally. What a waste, I'm very sorry I love what you did for me!" Warren frowned.

"Then do I need to change clothes?"

"No, I'll go alone."

"Warren..."

"Don't worry, that's the magistrate's mansion, and I won't be in any danger there."

Lan thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.He called and had the hotel send a suitable suit right away.

Minutes later, Warren, wearing a black suit, met Millet in the hotel lobby.He looked handsome, a bit less aggressive than in the afternoon, and a bit more gentle. If Mirit knew that this person came from a little-known planet, I'm afraid he would have thought that he was always used to being busy. urban social life.

"Good evening, Warren, are you ready?"

"Yes, ready to go. You are so beautiful tonight!" Warren praised earnestly.From the first moment he saw Millet he had noticed the beauty of the young girl.Of course, most of his thinking on this is from another angle.

Millet Leslie is very beautiful. Although she is not yet at the level of an actress, she is quite good among the people on earth.She was also very bright, Manchester Business School was a prestigious university, and for the daughter of the president of a medium-sized chamber of commerce, it was impossible to buy a place with money unless she had real talent.In addition, from the point of view that she was able to persuade the school to let her graduate early, her ability should be relatively high among students in the same field.Such a young woman should be the object of pursuit of many people.So, could the person who secretly snatched the business from Leslie Chamber of Commerce be some suitor who could not get her love and hate?

"Thank you for the compliment." Millet smiled generously, "Let's go! I will introduce some people to you in a while. They are all old friends of my father. I believe they will be very happy to meet someone who just The outstanding youth who won this year's business award. By the way, I forgot to say congratulations, Uncle Henry thinks that your award is well-received."

"I still have a long way to go," Warren said modestly.He took Milité's arm and leaned into her ear: "Actually, I hope you can tell them that I am your fiance."

A look of surprise appeared on Millet's face: "Oh my god! I thought I failed to impress you today!"

"No, no, on the contrary, I wish I could make a marriage contract with you soon. After all, for a charming lady like you, I'm really worried that someone will accidentally snatch her away."

Millet was disappointed to find that Warren's eyes didn't have much heat when he said this.But now that the other party has taken the bait, she doesn't care whether it's her or the huge assets of the Leslie Chamber of Commerce.

"Tomorrow morning, we can sign the documents together, and my adjutant will be happy to prepare everything for us. If it goes well, this engagement will appear in Bethel's major media at noon tomorrow. Regarding the specific wedding date, I think it's better to wait until we're both of legal age."

"Everything is up to your arrangement." Warren got on the airship.

Now that he knew that Millet was eager to make the news of the marriage public, maybe this charming and talented lady would release it tonight.He originally planned to go back to the hotel directly after the banquet to read the next candidate materials, but now he changed his mind.Why not venture out for a walk?As long as the other party's news is fast enough, he should be able to find him accurately when he leaves the administrator's mansion.A little careful probing can let him know who the "behind the scenes" is, anyway, and let Lan come to pick him up later.

Ten minutes later, Warren and Millet arrived at the banquet venue.The whole of the magistrate's residence is made of white marble.The combination of classical columns and beautiful flowers gives people a sense of tranquility that cleanses the soul.All the waiters are dressed in the simple robes of ancient Rome, decorated with a blooming lily on the clothes.

Warren followed Millet's example, taking wine glasses from the plate and greeting one person after another as he was introduced.At the end of almost two hours, Millet told him to arrange a meeting with the administrator for him.Millet also stressed that this was not an ordinary meeting, but an exclusive interview.This made Warren wonder how deep the friendship between Millet's father and the administrator was. You must know that there are thousands of medium-sized chambers of commerce in Bethel, and it is impossible for the administrator to care so much about every one of them.

With Millet gone, Warren was alone with the curious guests.Soon he was tired of the same stereotyped mutual bragging.He walked towards the garden, intending to find a gazebo to drink the wine in the glass quietly.

If Lan is here, he will definitely be warned that drinking two glasses of wine in a row is not allowed before the age of 21.

Warren thought, smiling.His personality is actually not withdrawn, but due to his special childhood experience, he has always been insensitive to lively scenes.After persisting for so long, he felt that he had reached his limit.

"Sorry, I thought there was no one here."

A voice interrupted Warren's thoughts.

"It's okay, if you want to drink secretly, we can go together." He raised his glass to the visitor.

Just one glance at Warren has already judged that the other party is underage.Despite his old-fashioned expression, the dark-haired teenager is only 12 years old at most, far from the age where he can taste alcohol.He was wearing a black dress, and the boots on his feet were exquisitely made. His slightly childish facial features were not so cute as they were admirably delicate.Warren has only ever felt as wowed as Julius.

The teenager was thin, his knuckles were knuckle, and the skin on his neck seemed transparent, which made Warren wonder if he had some kind of disease.He holds a wine glass in his left hand, and the way he holds the wine glass is very elegant and beautiful.

This guy looks like he just stole a glass of wine and is looking for a place to drink it!

"You're not an adult either?" The black-haired boy sat down opposite Warren and gave him a scrutinizing look.

"I'm 17 years old, how about you?"

"I think I know who you are." The teenager didn't answer Warren's question.

"Oh?" Warren raised an eyebrow.

The other party obviously had no intention of continuing to answer the conversation, and just quietly looked at the marble floor in the gazebo.

"I didn't expect me to be so famous." Warren smiled, raised his glass and took a sip, "Aren't you going to drink?"

"As much as I'd love to drink tonight, I'm not used to drinking with strangers."

The way the boy spoke made Warren think that he must be very arrogant normally, but he didn't hate such a beautiful kid showing his conceit in front of him.He watched the other party stand up again, put the wine glass aside, and walked to the center of the pavilion.

"Warren Slim, stay away from Leslie's house, if you want to live to adulthood."

The boy left a sentence and disappeared into the moonlight.

Warren drank the wine in his glass.He walked over, picked up the wine glass left by the boy, and poured the bright red liquid into the flowers.There was a small silver emblem on the bottom of the cup, the same one Warren had seen countless times on coins.

It's unbelievable, what kind of virtue and ability is Millet Leslie to let everyone in the Silver Shield family know that she is going to marry him!

Warren initially cited Millet's beauty as a factor, but it now appears that there must be a greater interest behind it.

It's getting more and more interesting...

Warren walked slowly back to the banquet hall while thinking about why the Leslie Chamber of Commerce might disturb the Silver Shield.He meets Millet on the porch, who is looking for him.

"Oh, Warren, here you are! Come with me, Uncle Henry says he has twenty minutes to see you."

"It's an honor!" Warren took Millet's arm. "Speaking of which, how old was the last time you said that the heir of the Silver Shield family was?" He asked casually.

"14 years old. A hero is a teenager, isn't he? Of course, you are not much worse than him."

Of course Warren understood that Millet's last words were just a compliment.Compared with the heirs of the Silver Shield family, anyone would feel that he is not worth mentioning now.

But not necessarily in the future.

Warren has always been full of confidence in himself. He believes that the heir to the Silver Shield family is just a little higher than his starting point.But since the other party is already 14 years old, then what I saw just now should not be the same, maybe it is a certain entourage!

"Is he at this evening's party? I was sitting in the garden for a while, and I hope I don't miss anyone important."

"No, you didn't miss him. He didn't come. I heard that he never attended social occasions. Anyway, the Silver Shield family didn't need to engage in such a thing."

"That's true. What kind of person is Your Excellency the Administrator? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Uncle Henry? He's very kind. He almost watched me grow up. Of course, he also has a serious side. He is the most competent administrator I have ever met. Well... Uncle Henry loves to grow flowers. When you meet for the first time, you can buy some flower seeds for him."

"Flower seeds? Well, I see."

Under the guidance of Millet, Warren walked through a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was a round house, which was the place where Henry Wickham, the administrator of Bethel, would meet him.