171. Nance’s ambition

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

171. Nance’s ambition

The wealthy people of Shin-Yokohama have endless luxurious dance parties.

Everyone enjoys the feasting, and the artists also show their talent. Rather than seriously considering social fairness, everyone is more interested in how to continue their own privileges.

For Sister Marlene, today can be considered a happy day.

There was nothing inappropriate about her dress, the tulle shawl did not slip even a little bit, the roses in her ears were delicate and watery, and the crystal high heels on her feet did not pinch her toes. Everything made her feel happy.

All the buttons on the long gloves were buttoned, and none of them were loosened. The long gloves covered her hands without changing its outline. The black velvet round neckpiece on her burgundy gown was particularly special.

Wrapping softly around her neck.

The bare arms of her gloves gave Nance a soft rice cake feel.

When she smiled, her eyes sparkled, and her rosy lips were slightly red and swollen from long kisses. All the men wanted to dance with her, but she ignored the ubiquitous chatter and kept her eyes focused.

Looking at Nance.

"I feel that you have become much more beautiful today..."

Nance put his arms around her slender waist and slid straight to the dance floor without asking her opinion.

Sister Marlene smiled and moved with him with light steps.

Her bent left hand rested on Nance's shoulder, and her little feet wearing silver-white high heels began to move nimble, light, and rhythmically on the smooth floor in time with the music.

The brisk dance music of the waltz flowed over the ballroom.

Sister Marlene was not in a hurry to ask the question just now. While dancing, she looked over Nance's shoulder and looked around the ballroom. Her current behavior did not look like an ignorant girl who didn't even know how to dance when she came to the dance for the first time, nor did she look like a master.

The social queen who knows all the faces in the banquet hall by heart.

She is somewhere in between.

She is now a well-to-do wife, and she is very excited to observe everything around her with another kind of vision.

In the left corner of the ballroom, Sister Marlene saw that the cream of New Yokohama's social circles were gathered together. There was Mrs. Shimamura, whose chest and neck were so naked that they could no longer be naked. She was the president of Bunge Food Company; there were Ling Jiadong, Cargill

The bosses; Mayor Hayashi and Shuichi Akasaka;

In the right corner of the ballroom, there is Du Xiuxian's family and the housekeeper of the Shaster family.

Sister Marlene even saw the third prince.

That useless prince even stared at Nance with a hateful look.

The local forces and the imperial capital's forces are clearly distinct from each other, but they are also intertwined... It's really complicated.

"What are you looking at?" Nance asked suddenly, twirling his partner sharply.

"I'm counting how many people you have offended..." Sister Marlene said, and her body danced lightly. Her slender ankles wearing thin, flesh-colored stockings were exposed, and the skirt of her skirt also expanded into a fan shape.

It bloomed at her feet like a sea of ​​flowers.

Nance used force on his hands: "I will offend more people in the future."

Sister Marlene returned to his arms with a fragrant fragrance and beautiful body.

"How are you going to offend him?" She looked at the man in front of her and nodded a little to express her approval.

"Of course to drive them down from where they are now."

Nance said ambitiously.

The bad nun was one of his own, and he didn't have to be as scrupulous as he was in front of Du Xiuxian.

"oh?"

Sister Marlene was a little surprised.

"Do you know aristocrats?" she asked.

"To be honest, I don't know much about it, but it should be inseparable from the three aspects of speech, wisdom and honor..." Nance put his arm around the bad nun's waist and looked down at her smooth forehead, "I think, for the aristocracy,

For people, once they lose their absolutely superior conditions, they will become weak and powerless, the people will immediately overthrow them, and all privileges will disappear.”

Sister Marlene's eyes lit up, and then she shook her head: "Nobles are not so easily overthrown."

"The nobles are not weak, but the people are stronger." Nance said, "For the people, if the people who rule them are strong, they will naturally respect and obey them. However, when they find that the nobles are actually not as powerful as

When he is so powerful in his imagination, he will imagine the nobles as incompetent kings and persecute them."

If Sister Marlene is thinking.

"In a word, the behavior of the nobles is a symbol of power; when they lose power, they will perish; all systems have their troubled years. At that time, the people's thoughts will be

A different face emerged, politics completely changed its form..."

"But you have to know that times are different now, and the weapons are also different." Sister Marlene interrupted him and said funnyly, "In the past, you could rely on a group of knights and let them put on chainmail and wave spears.

Seize a territory. Nowadays, science, money and power form a balanced and solid iron triangle that can suppress all restless factors."

What she said is absolutely correct.

Take the current situation in California as an example.

The speaker of New Yokohama holds power; the speaker owns the world's largest and most advanced arms company and controls technology; the speaker also made huge amounts of money in California through his own connections; the iron triangle of power, technology and money

Now, even the empire is extremely afraid of him.

After listening to her words, Nance asked: "What if the speaker is continuously slapped in the face by a small section chief?"

"Uh, you..." Sister Marlene glanced at the left corner of the ballroom subconsciously, "Do you want to do it now?"

"How is that possible?" Nance's hand slid down and squeezed her peach buttocks, "I'm holding you, Marlene, and I don't want to let go at all."

"You are never serious!" Sister Marlene gave him a charming eye roll.

Nance smiled and hugged her charming body: "When the people of California find that the Speaker who rules them is not as powerful and majestic as they imagined, the resentment that has been accumulated for a long time will probably explode."

Sister Marlene lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and then said: "We need a leader. This person must be eloquent, have insights like a writer, shrewdness like a businessman, and a strong will like a politician. A person who can be dazzling in many ways."

The advantages are concentrated in one savior.”

"I think that one failed..."

"I think you are more appropriate!"

"I actually don't have much time..."

Sister Marlene smiled charmingly: "It doesn't matter, you are just a symbol, that kind of totem with a bit of mythical nature. The specific affairs can be left to the people behind the scenes."

Nance thought to himself, you also want me to rebel?

"In the eyes of outsiders, you can single-handedly conquer the entire society as the savior, and you should be the culmination of all these. Just like the aristocracy monopolizes material, you can monopolize all the people's hearts and become the soul and spirit of California. Only if you take action in person,

Giving orders and leading the civilians by the nose is the prerequisite for me to be willing to listen to what you say."

Sister Marlene finished saying this in one breath, then stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips with a half-smile.

"...I thought you were thinking of Craig." Nance said a little speechlessly, "I heard you mention him before, and you had a vague idea of ​​investing in him, so I thought about teaching him something.

Let him be busy in front of the stage, and just stay away and be a spiritual mentor."

"You are so stupid!" Sister Marlene raised her swan-like neck and looked at Nance shyly with her clear and kind eyes. "Compared to investing in an outsider, Marlene is more inclined to see the person she likes.

He is a radiant savior.”

"Is this a confession of love?"

"Mr. Adel, what do you think?"

"I feel very happy after listening to your words." Nance replied, "Until today, I don't know what happiness is."

"So, you know now?" The bad nun looked at him with a sly expression.

"From now on, happiness for me is seeing you and hearing your voice. I am convinced of the sweet moments you have given me; whether I sleep or wake up, I am thinking of you...

..." As Nance spoke, he couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, stop it, we are talking about business now."

"It's business to talk about love!" Sister Marlene hammered his chest with her little fist.

Nance pinched her butt again: "Why do you act like a coquettish girl at your age without any sense of violation?"

"Can you speak?"

Sister Marlene was so angry that she raised her high heels and stepped on his feet.

"Ah, it hurts..." Nance cooperated and made a painful and twisted expression.

Sister Marlene smiled happily and stared into his eyes: "Listen, I am called coquettish. When facing different men, I will put on different masks. When I am with carefree people,

, You must also become happy; when you are with ambitious people, you must be smooth and elegant; when talking to those who talk endlessly,

You need to listen with pretense of appreciation; talk about the war with soldiers; rant about social injustice with cynical people; give everyone a small compliment, this is the essence of a social butterfly, this mask is

Just like the flower arrangement on my head, diamond jewelry, gloves, and gorgeous dress, they are all indispensable."

"Sorry, you are not a social butterfly now." Nance hugged her waist and dragged her out of the dance floor, "Ms. Marlene Garcia is now Nance's lover. Everyone in New Yokohama knows this.
To be continued...