Chapter 82 (1/2)

Ninety nine palm Avenue, port Toulon.

There was a storm outside, and the house was peaceful and peaceful. Spacious and luxurious bedroom, two thin wax candle light flame shaking, small candle light on the bedroom dim, so that the air in a wisp of fragrance more ambiguous.

On the wide four poster bed and among the brocades, chahir von Schiller was sleeping soundly.

Next to him, tall and beautiful, with green hair and green eyes, saubauer leaned against the head of the bed with a thin, spiced lady's cigar in his red lips.

He gently exhaled a long wisp of smoke and crushed the cigar in the crystal ashtray on the bedside table. Saubauer touched chahill's untidy blonde hair and sighed contentedly.

”Oh, my dear, you are a lovely little elk.” Saubauer chuckled as his slender fingers mischievously crossed chahill's neat little beard.

As a little-known tap dancer, she has no connections, no background and no backstage. Every time she performs, she can only mix with a large group of actors and become the background board of the leading actress of the troupe. She once felt hopeless about her future.

When he was a hundred years old, he could only earn a small amount of money as an actor.

Such income can only make a living.

In addition to some necessary expenses on cosmetics and clothing, Xiubo could not even save a copper fountain Su at the end of a year's hard work.

In this way, when she was old and old, she could not imagine what a miserable life would be waiting for her in port Toulon, a city full of copper, snobbery and reality.

Zahir von Schiller, the editor in chief of the port Tulun post, is a noble from the imperial capital. He is a brilliant young man. Like a ray of sunshine in the dark, he lights up Xiubo's life.

He was young, rich, talented and affectionate, especially with no family to drag him down. He completely regarded Xiubo as his only lover, and even left his own small Treasury to Xiubo.

”Oh, my dear, you are a lovely, naughty, strong little elk Do you know how much my sisters envy me Xiubo looked down at chahill, who was in a deep sleep. She was so easy to control herself that she didn't laugh out loud.

”What a charming little girl Don't let those bitches, especially those ballet bitches, come near you Saubauer took a deep breath, then held his breath, walked out of the bed, dressed in soft velvet slippers, and picked up a cowhide briefcase on the bedside table.

She opened her mouth, opened and closed her lips, and sang a happy tune in silence. She followed the steps of ”those ballerinas” in her mouth, padded her toes like a wind across the bedroom and came to an oil painting in the corner.

Holding down the frame of the painting with both hands, the painting slid aside a few feet, revealing the heavy alloy door of shandun safe which was inlaid on the wall.

Saubauer looked to the left and right, then carefully turned the password disk, very careful, as far as possible not to make any movement, opened the safe door.

In the safe three feet square, piles of brand-new gold mark notes are stacked neatly. Under the dim candle light, the bronze banknotes give people a heavy and heavy feeling.

Xiu Boer was fascinated by the money, and a blue muscle in his eyebrow was beating violently.

Every time she sees these ”little cute” in the safe, she can't help but accelerate her blood flow, and she feels dizzy and happy.

Zahir, her little heart, her little baby, the master of her destiny, is so capable.

She and chahill together for only a little more than a year, she personally put piles of money into the original empty safe, day by day watching the safe filled with money and all kinds of valuables.

But Compared with the things to be put into the safe today, these bills, gems, pearls and so on are nothing.

Gently open the briefcase, xiuboer took out a huge brown paper envelope.

In the envelope was a share deed with several big seals.

She, saubauer, is the beneficiary of this share deed. By virtue of this deed, she owns half a share of the cobra chamber of Commerce of the Kaban chamber of Commerce in port Tulun.

0.5% of the shares, very small, and even have no say in the general meeting of shareholders.

However, the ”spider hunting” Chamber of Commerce of the Kaban chamber of Commerce sells millions of slaves every year. As far as Sauper knows, the average net profit of a slave is more than 20 gold marks, and the profits of some high-end slaves are skyrocketing.

This is only half a point of shares, enough to bring shupper a profit of tens of thousands of gold marks every year.

”What a lovely baby Why are you so capable? ” Xiubol was very intoxicated at the thin but high value contract in his hand.

In recent days, the undercurrent in port Tulun has been turbulent and changeable. Everyone is worried and has a sense of fear that a great disaster is about to come.But at the moment, the only happiness and sweetness in Xiubo's heart is endless happiness and sweetness.

No matter how chahill got on line with the spider hunting chamber of Commerce, no matter how he acquired the shares of this half point, chahill put the shares of this half point under the name of Sauper!

This represents chahill's love for sauball, his trust in her, and his and her happy future.