The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 Time slowly began to pass. It was about 7 o'clock in the evening when Allen arrived at the villa. There were not many people at that time.

　　 And when Allen and Hughes stayed upstairs for a while, there was already a lively popularity in the hall below.

　　 It was about 8:10 in the evening, and all the guests had already arrived. Mr. Zarya’s father, who had been busy greeting the guests, had already stepped onto a temporary stage.

　　 "Today is my daughter Zarya's eighteenth birthday."

　　 "I am grateful to have so many guests attending her birthday dinner."

　　 After saying these two sentences, Sarros glanced at the guests in the audience and said with a smile: "I know that everyone is not here to see me, an old man."

　　 There was a low, kind laugh from the audience.

　　 "Then, the protagonist of tonight will be on stage." After Sarros said such a sentence, the original soft light suddenly went out, leaving only the fireworks with the beating candles on the dining table and the colored lights suddenly lit up at the entrance of the stairs.

　　 Amidst the misty and swaying lights and brilliant lights, everyone turned their eyes to the direction of the stairs, and a beautiful girl appeared there.

　　 Zarya wears a long white dress with a pair of bright sapphire earrings, her beautiful face and dazzling blond hair, like an angel who has fallen into the world.

　　 "I see, you are under pressure now." Hughes leaned on Allen's body and lightly hit Allen's shoulder and asked.

　　 "What's the pressure?"

Hughes would not believe his nonsense. After all, a beautiful girl like Zarya, even from an ordinary family, is indispensable for people to pursue, and now she is the only daughter of a wealthy businessman, with a considerable amount of wealth. If anyone marries her, it would be a two-win fortune. If you think about it this way, people who pursue Zarya don't have much to do.

　　 Hughes's thoughts in Alan did not know, but he did not think about this problem, because not to mention that Zarya's father, Saras, did not explicitly prevent their relationship.

Alan’s current identity alone is enough to ignore some things. Even because of the Extraordinary Confidentiality Treaty, Alan can’t tell the other party his identity directly, but don’t forget that he still has a third-level superintendent's certificate from the Public Security Department. , That is also true and testable.

A person who has become a superintendent at such a young age can be called a talent no matter where he is. Even in many people’s eyes, he may have an extraordinary background or be appreciated by a big man, no matter what it is, it’s not. Those who only have a certain amount of wealth can afford it.

　　 Don’t say that they are rich, they can manipulate something with a huge amount of wealth, but no matter how rich they are, their rights cannot be equal to them.

　　 This situation of equal wealth and power can only happen in a capitalist society, or in a country’s peaceful time. In the Dawn Empire, although it is now superbly recovered, it is still in a peaceful period on the bright side. The problem is that the country's physique is feudal imperialism.

　　 When Allen came to this world, he had already thought about this unreasonable phenomenon, because according to the development of productive forces, production relations should also undergo due changes.

　　 Regardless of time or the current level of productivity, the social system should not be what it is now.

　　 But after he knew there were extraordinary factors in this world, he had fully understood this reality. After all, if productivity does not have the power to subvert the existing system, there will be no earth-shaking changes in society.

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The lively party started after Zarya arrived in the lobby. All the guests wandered in groups on the wide first floor, some holding red wine and chatting with their familiar business partners, some making friends in the past. Some of the wealthy businessmen who heard about it but had no chance to get to know them directly talked about contracts here.

　　 For them, celebrating the birthday of one of their business partners’ daughters is also a good time for them to expand their contacts and negotiate some contracts.

　　 For Allen and the others, this matter is even simpler. There is no hypocritical entertainment or disguise. The group of people started eating and drinking throughout the party.

　　 However, seeing them act like this, the young people who are not in the same group with Alan and the others are even more disdainful.

　　 After all, in today's society, this kind of dinner is more a social place to deepen everyone's communication, so even the host will prepare a lot of food and drinks, but visitors rarely eat and drink here.

　　Almost all people who come here will consciously eat in before going to the banquet to fill up their hunger, so as not to show indecent and untimely ugliness on such occasions.

　　 People like Alan and the others are more likely to be directly regarded as "barbarians" who do not understand etiquette, and become the laughingstock of upper class society. Of course, this is just what they think they are, and they are afraid that they have not even touched the door of the real upper class.

Allen noticed some malicious sights, but he didn’t look for the owner of the sights, because it was purely in vain, this kind of lively and noisy scene, he could not go to chat with the beautiful girl beside him after he was full. Ground, to make trouble with those who don't even know, the **** man is not enough to describe.

　　 "Ellen, do you think about where you will go after graduation?" Dany asked curiously while playing the cards.

The few people who had been chatting in Zarya’s boudoir were sitting on the sofa at this time and started playing a card game that was very similar to that on Aquastar. Of course, they just used this to pass the time. , And no gambling.

　　 "Probably enter the government department, maybe join the army, maybe." Allen looked up from the card game on the table and said something like a joke.

　　 "Hey, didn't you plan to become a mechanic in the first place? Why have you changed your mind now." Violet asked strangely. She, Zarya and Allen are classmates, and naturally they know them better. Although they haven’t had much contact before, they also know better than Dani and Mira, two friends of Zarya who are outside school. Much.

"Well, ideals are the most elusive thing. Maybe what you want right now is not what you want most. Only when you really meet, will you know your ideals." Allen was not right. The other party’s question was surprised, because after the completion of the elementary education in the junior high school, the subjects chosen by the senior high school were basically the direction one would strive for.

It’s not that there are people who change lanes halfway, but that’s a very small number after all. Alan gave his friends and classmates the impression that he likes machinery in his studies, in life, and even at other times. Of course, this is the past. Him.

　　 And he deliberately used that kind of vague chicken soup-style words to express his transformation, leaving more room for imagination for others.

　　 After all, Naobu can even do things like cross-server chat, but it couldn't be easier to explain your changes.

　　 "It's true that both politics and the military are an excellent way out." At this time, Mira, who had been a little quiet while they were playing cards, said.

　　 But Allen was not happy with the other party's praise, because his sixth sense clearly perceives a wave of malice lingering on the other party.

　　 "Allen is really ambitious, and there are many people over there who are working hard for this ideal like Allen."

"Zarya, do you know that Fred Derek, the eldest son of Mr. Derek’s family, has become a member of the municipal government secretariat, and Mr. Harry’s second son, Cohen Harry, has also become a first-level police officer in the Sheriff’s Department. Officer, it is estimated that within a few years you will be able to become a third-level superintendent. It can also be called a young talent."

　　 Allen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "In a few years, the third-level superintendent will be young and promising, then I am now the third-level superintendent, I am afraid it is not a cow standing upside down."

　　 But he also understood where the maliciousness he had been perceiving before came from. He estimated that the other party was like a wingman, and he might even take advantage of some people in order to slowly separate the relationship between him and Zarya.

　　 The other party's words seemed to comfort him, but when compared with the people behind her words, they were almost like scum. One is an official from the Secretariat, and the other is a police officer with a promising future in the Public Security Department. It seems that Allen has not shown up. And so many wealthy businessmen over there are unable to send their children to these authorities. How could you, a poor, powerless boy, be so lucky?

　　 Hughes's complexion changed, and his expression was not as gentle as he was at the beginning. When he was about to say something, he felt a hand pull down his left hand on the table.

Alan, who was sitting on his left, shook his head slightly. The other party’s words were not obvious, and the other party was the guest Zarya invited. Today is Zarya’s birthday anyway. He didn't want to give each other an unhappy night.

However, Ellen did not expect that Zarya, who had always been quiet and graceful, heard these words from Mira, her feminine face showed an expression of anger, as if it was a cat that was quiet like a princess suddenly blowing up her fur. .

　　 "Enough, Mira, Allen is my guest."

　　 Zarya is no longer the usual demure and dignified posture, cross-brows and cold eyes, her petite body burst out with great aura, standing still and lowering her voice.

　　At this moment, it seemed that all eyes were cast here. Although Zarya's voice was low, her posture of standing up suddenly attracted great attention.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just bad luck today, we don't play cards, okay." Allen, who was sitting on Zarya's right side, stood up and blocked her angry face, and then raised it a little bit. The volume comforted her, pressing her on the seat

　　 Hearing such words, the eyes that had been watching this place were moved away, only some chuckles passed into Allen and their ears.

　　In the eyes of unsuspecting people, it was just the little girl who lost her temper before, and they did not notice the conflict here.

　　 Zarya was dragged by Alan and sat down without saying a word. Mira's face was also uncertain, purple and blue, and she looked like a face-changing master.

　　 The atmosphere suddenly stiffened, and the noise and noise in the distance seemed to become distant and erratic. Only a few people's breathing became the quiet background.