the days before i bought the galaxy

Warren sat down at the bar and ordered a drink with a name he'd never heard, since all wines sounded similar to him anyway.In his domain, which still lacks a established pub, Charlie occasionally has a drink, and Warren generally asks for a share, but he is never allowed a second in Blue's presence.

Warren continued to study the wine list as he sipped.He referred to the photos to find the kind of cocktails he drank at the executive mansion tonight, and they all had very interesting names.Warren decided that, when he was an adult, he must have a bar on the Rays.

"Would you like to play a game of cards with me?"

A man in a black suit suddenly sat down next to him.

Turning his head, Warren noticed two other tall men who were clearly in the same group as this man, both standing not far away.

The face of the person who strikes up a conversation is generally handsome, the nose and mouth are a bit mean, and the gray bags under the eyes make him look not very energetic.He is about 1.75 meters tall, and the suit on his body is well-made, but the reflective fabric gives people a frivolous feeling.He has slightly longer blond hair combed back neatly.As he approached, Warren caught a whiff of perfume.

The man threw a deck of cards onto the bar, shuffled them twice expertly, and then drew two cards and placed them face down in front of Warren and himself.He looked at Warren with a calm expression, but Warren felt that he was bluffing.

"How to play?"

Warren reached out to take the card in front of him, but the opponent put a finger on the other side of the card.

"You have to listen to the rules first."

The cold glance did not make Warren feel timid, he shrugged: "Then let's talk about the rules!"

"We compare the size, one card determines the winner, and the winner can get 5000 deep space crystals."

Warren frowned. "I don't have that much cash."

"So, when you don't have the strength, it's better not to interfere in some things. Don't think that you can take advantage of it, maybe even your life will be lost for it." The other party smiled pointedly, "But It doesn't matter, I can allow you to use one hand to cover the insufficient part."

After he finished speaking, he turned over the card in front of him, it was a queen of hearts.

"If you're scared, go back to where you belong. My time is far more valuable than yours." The man said in a mean tone.

"I never knew my hand was so valuable." Warren turned over the card in front of him without hesitation, it was a king of spades.

The man in the black suit looked furious.

Warren raised his eyebrows: "My luck has always been good. So, sir, how do you plan to pay the bet?"

The man took out a wallet from the inside pocket of his suit, magnified a piece of blue crystal, and wrote a number and his signature on it.He slapped the crystal in front of Warren bitterly: "This is a check for 5000 deep space crystals. You can go to the Yaker Chamber of Commerce to pick it up at any time."

Warren had never heard of the name Jacques Chamber of Commerce, but he guessed that anyone who could write a check of such a large denomination at will belonged to a medium-sized or larger chamber of commerce. "Thank you!" He smiled and put away the check.

"You deserve it! But you have to remember that your luck can't be that good forever. I've seen too many people like you who at first were thought to be promising, but turned out to be like shooting stars in the sky. passed away, and finally ended up not even finding the body."

Warren didn't take the harsh words to heart.If the other party really dared to use kidnapping or assassination methods, they would not have spoken out in advance.At least, before the conflict of interest reaches a certain height, his life will not be threatened.

"I like Bethel very much, and I may consider settling here in the future." He said calmly.

"You think the Leslie family can protect your safety? Huh, that's ridiculous, they can't protect themselves at all! I really don't understand why Millet would find you as a shield, just a well-known country bumpkin. Searle, people like you have eight hundred instead of one thousand! So what if you met the archbishop? Maybe you just learned to flatter horses at a young age, and specifically coaxed the archbishop to open a portal for you. Want to meet me, Jacques Ruddick is against you, you are too tender!"

"Rudick..." Warren frowned.

He had never heard of the name Jacques, but he had heard of the Rudick family.This is a family specializing in the sale of luxury goods, with a wide range of trade. The manufacturer that bought sea lion fur from Warren in the past belonged to the Ruddick family.

Warren couldn't help but wonder.Usually, the name of the chamber of commerce will adopt the surname of the president, such as the Slim family and the Leslie family, or the Silver Shield family.But this Jacques used his own name as the name of the Chamber of Commerce, which is really abnormal.

Either he had nothing to do with the Ruddicks, just happened to have the same last name.Either he has left the family and set up his own.Of course, there is another possibility that the Jacques Chamber of Commerce is just a transitional product, and his existence is only temporary.Warren once heard that some big chambers of commerce would give them different tests when choosing their heirs, such as granting them a certain amount of funds, allowing them to run a chamber of commerce from scratch, and waiting for a limited time to see who has the strongest ability to decide who inherit.Could the Jacques Chamber of Commerce be the product of this test?

"It's a good thing you're not stupid enough to know what the name Ruddick stands for! Now you understand who you're fighting against? It's good to be the son-in-law of the Slim family, and the property of the Slim family is to you Unattainable, and Mirita is so beautiful. But the problem is she doesn't belong to you! When you get to my age, you'll understand that some things are meant to be at birth. I was destined to take over Ruddick The family will become a master. Millet is destined to be my wife. And you, you are destined to be a toad on the ground, and you will never have the chance to eat swan meat. You can develop your own chamber of commerce throughout your life. It would be great to become a medium-sized chamber of commerce.”

While Jacques babbled, Warren had only one problem on his mind.It seems that this Jacques Chamber of Commerce is really just a transitional product.This Jacques's "results" in the heir competition must not be the best, otherwise he would not be in a hurry to expand his property through marriage.Based on this inference, the scale of the Jacques Chamber of Commerce should be larger than that of the Leslie Chamber of Commerce, but it still does not account for an overwhelming advantage.From this point of view, the 5000 deep space crystals just now should be a lot of money for Jacques!

Warren smiled, delighted at the unexplained windfall he had made.Now he just doesn't understand one thing, just like Jacques, he doesn't understand why Mirit Leslie would pick him.

If you don't want to be forced to marry, the best way is to ask for asylum from the administrator. From the perspective of the relationship between Millet and Henry, this can be done.Or take a conservative approach and find a strong partner to form an alliance. As long as the combined strength of the two is greater than that of the Yaker Chamber of Commerce, the current predicament can be solved.

But Millet chose neither.If you don't choose the first option, Warren can also understand that Millet doesn't want the administrator to be involved in this matter, which will cause discord between the Ruddick family and Henry.But instead of choosing the second option, he chose himself as the marriage partner. What is the reason for this?It couldn't be that Millet fell in love with Warren Slim at first sight before meeting him, right?

"...Did you hear what I told you? Don't pretend to be stupid! Warren Slim, I want to get rid of you just like getting rid of a bug."

"I was wondering..." Warren said, staring at the bar surface, which was scratched by many glasses.

"Thinking about what?"

"I was wondering, what the hell does someone write here at 8:43?" Warren said, pointing to a line of very illegible small print on the bar.

"You!" Jacques was obviously irritated by Warren's attitude. He stood up immediately, and the two people who entered the bar with him immediately began to lean in their direction.

"Ah! There! There's a wall clock over there, 8:43, 8:43 is the moment when the hour and minute hands coincide. Let me see where they point..."

Warren didn't seem to notice Jacques' anger at all. He followed the angle pointed by the hour and minute hands at 8:43 and found the cheetah-shaped decoration on the wall not far away.Then, he looked in the direction of the cheetah's head, across the entire bar, and saw a red wrench on the other wall, which was shaped like an arrow.

It's clearly a game of loops!

Warren felt his interest was lifted.His eyes flicked over many things in the bar, and sometimes he had to move his body to avoid Jacques' occlusion.Finally he saw a lonely coat rack in the corner, on which only a long beige trench coat was hanging.Whoever arranged this game, the final clue must be hidden in that trench coat!

Warren stood up from his seat, and this action made Jacques and the three of them change their faces.Warren ignored their siege and checked out with the ID chip on his wrist.He was taller than Jacques, and his figure was more vigorous. After standing up, he overwhelmed Jacques in momentum.

"Warren Slim, are you going to ignore me?" Jacques raised his voice, and several drinkers began to pay attention to this direction.

"No, on the contrary, I want to inform you that tomorrow I will formally sign an agreement with Millet. If she is destined to marry someone, it must not be you." Warren showed a mocking expression, and he stretched He stretched out a hand and tried to push Jacques' shoulder away, and the two men beside him immediately clasped his shoulder.

"My men are here to pick me up." Warren nodded to Lan who was standing at the door.He had already quietly notified Lan to come here to pick him up just now.

Jacques gritted his teeth and shook his head. "You'll regret this decision," he said bitterly, taking a step back.His men let go of Warren and came over to him.

Instead of going straight out, Warren went around to the coat rack and found a note in the inside pocket of the long trench coat hanging there.Warren glanced at the contents of the note, raised his eyebrows, and walked over to Lan.

"How much do you drink?" the robot asked seriously.

"Two and a half glasses. Don't worry, I'm not drunk yet. If you don't believe me, you can check my physical condition." Warren whispered.

"Who are those three people? Two of them are armed." Lan obviously noticed the situation just now.

"Nobody. They won't touch me, at least not tonight. I've just been to the executive's dinner."

"I recorded their characteristics." Lan said seriously.

"Fine, let's go! I have one more place to go before I go back," Warren said with a smile.

On that scribbled note, there was only a simple advertisement for the position of adjutant and a contact address.