Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

It was a night of burning ambitions, but apart from the two ladies who both set the presidency as their future goal, a lot more happened in the city of South Folia.

For example, Connor, who was left at the Continental Hotel by Ye He earlier, returned to her office and continued working after seeing Ye He off.

Although it was a pity that Ye He could not stay with him, Connor knew very well that he could not control that man with his beauty.

This is just a safe haven casually arranged by Ye He, and I am just a "toy" chosen by Ye He by luck.

To have a place with this man who carries a labor contract with him, managing this hotel well is more important than anything else.

Of course, the extremely high salaries of hotel managers in mainland China are definitely worth your best efforts.

This is Ye He’s “employment style”. He never believes in feelings, but simply binds interests directly.

Offering the highest price in exchange for deserved loyalty is much more fulfilling than empty promises, and his employees will work extra hard.

"Your Excellency, this is the purchase order drawn up according to your request."

Leila, who had transformed from a head nun to a hotel manager, knocked on the door and placed a thick report on Connor's desk.

After taking off her nun uniform and putting on professional clothes, Leila felt that her life was completely different.

She feels particularly fulfilled as she works hard to complete her work tasks, motivated by generous salary and a bright future.

"Well, you can just call me Miss here."

Connor replied to Leila without even looking up, and then asked Leila:

"Have you asked the waiters to read the employee code of conduct in the Continental Hotel's unified charter sent by Director Floy?"

"Yes, I have had it copied out, and everyone has a copy."

Connor was not satisfied with Leila's reply. She frowned and raised her head, reprimanding Leila harshly:

"One for each person? These are the rules and regulations that they need to remember, abide by and implement! Tell them to memorize them all, otherwise their performance appraisal will be deducted by 15% this month!"

"Yes!"

Leila was frightened by Connor's anger. She subconsciously tensed her back and dared not breathe.

"Go down and execute it."

After receiving Connor's order, Leila left Connor's office as if she had been pardoned, and carefully closed the door before leaving.

"..."

Connor glanced at the door, then moved the report in his hand away, revealing a secret document titled "Management Skills for Continental Hotel Managers".

This is also a good thing that Ms. Floy, the executive director under Ye He, sent along with other guidance documents.

What is recorded in it is nothing but the "art of managing subordinates" summed up by all mainland hotel managers, including Floy himself, in the process of managing hotels.

When Connor first got this thing, he read it over and over again, treating it as a guide, and almost memorized the entire text.

The orders he had just given to Leila were her practicing the "little tricks" in this document, and Connor felt that the results should be obvious and gratifying.

"This thing..."

Connor felt a lot of emotions as he stroked the document gently.

Just by understanding this thoroughly, I should be qualified to be the manager of any company or small or medium-sized force.

There has not been a systematic summary of the discipline of management in this era, but the essence summarized by many managers still makes Connor feel that he has benefited a lot.

After the small shock, Connor was about to pick up the purchase report to check it, but suddenly he felt an inexplicable sense of being spied on.

Even though she asked Leila to change the way she addressed her, Connor was still a bishop of an Orthodox Church. Her personal strength was actually quite good in her small "private land" of South Folia.

So after she silently completed a prayer to the True God of Earth in her heart, she used her active inspiration to lock onto the location of the stalker.

Outside the window!

As soon as he looked up, Connor locked onto a window covered with thick curtains.

She did not approach to alert the enemy, but quietly opened the drawer and took out a holy object blessed by the true God and a small pistol.

This was a small gift from Ye He for her self-defense. Even though the specially made divine bullets couldn't deal with powerful monsters, it was more than enough for Connor to defend himself.

“Knock knock knock knock knock…”

But just as Connor was getting ready, there was a knock on the window.

The peeper seemed to realize that he had been exposed, so he knocked on the window and generously told Connor of his existence.

Seeing that Connor didn't move, the peeper simply opened the window and reached out to lift the curtains.

"It's you?!"

Connor gripped the pistol tighter.

"Long time no see, my dear sister!"

The person who came was a lady whose entire body was wrapped in black bandages. She had a black cloak draped behind her. The only part of her body that was exposed to the air was her eyes.

After giving Connor a playful smile, the lady sat on the windowsill and did not step into the office where Connor had carved a ritual circle on the floor.

"Humph!"

Connor raised his gun and pointed it at the woman, the resistance and disgust emanating from her being palpable.

"Oh?"

The other party immediately focused his attention on Connor's pistol, then smiled and said to Connor:
“It seems that he really values ​​you… and this hotel!
Tsk, that's really good. I never thought that being a prostitute would have such great benefits! He must have praised your skills, right? "

"Oh!"

Connor pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet flew out of the gun and hit the opponent's chest accurately.

But before the impact, the woman's body suddenly turned into smoke. When the bullet that failed to hit the entity flew out of the window, she condensed the smoke into shape again.

Seeing that Connor was about to use the church's holy objects to attack her, she quickly shouted to Connor:

"Don't you want to know what "Father" wants to say to you?"

The situation is already clear, this woman is Connor's half-sister, Walter's other daughter!
She came to help Walter pass a message to Connor, which was understandable, because the fact that Connor was close to Ye He was easy to spread.

"I am a nymphomaniac. A nymphomaniac has no father, only a mother."

Connor used self-deprecating methods to convey his resistance to the other party, but she only held the holy object tightly and did not activate it.

The Bandage Girl smiled as expected, but did not mock Connor again. Instead, she told Connor in a businesslike manner:
"What he meant was... he could admit his mistake to you and your mother, confess to your mother, and acknowledge to the outside world that you are his daughter."

Connor froze in place, then slowly lowered the gun, his eyes full of hesitation and entanglement.

Noticing Connor's reaction, the bandaged woman felt even more contempt for him. She adjusted her sitting position and waited quietly for Connor to speak.

"…What does he want me to do?"

"It's simple. He needs you to help him monitor Ye He and pay attention to his every move and every instruction he issues. Tell me all of this and I will pass it on to him."

After stating these conditions, the bandaged woman raised her hand, and the smoke floating out of the gap between her wrists condensed into a small crow sculpture, which she threw at Connor.

By the time Connor caught the statue, the bandaged woman had disappeared over the windowsill.

Connor took a look at the statue, then silently stood up, closed the window, and pulled the curtains again.

Then she returned to her desk and sat down, casually placing the crow statue on the table, put away the pistol and the holy relic, and continued her work.

If Walter had sent the Bandage Girl to find Connor and proposed the same deal before he met Ye He... Connor would have accepted it without hesitation.

But unfortunately...Ye He's "offer" is higher! More satisfying! It will give Connor a greater sense of revenge!

Compared with Ye He, Walter was not just a little bit worse.

The bandage girl completed the task and left happily, but she also overlooked a small thing: female prostitutes can be the best at deceiving people.

After returning to her hiding place, the Bandage Girl used a special ritual to contact Walter who was far away in the federal capital.

When Walter's exhausted face emerged in a basin of clear water, she immediately reported to Walter:

"Father! Mission accomplished! That little girl accepted your terms!"

"Well, you did a good job... You've worked hard. This is the only good news I've received recently... Thank you."

Walter's voice came from a piece of monster material at the bottom of the basin. He pulled the corners of his mouth at his daughter, his eyes full of relief.

"This is what I should do!"

The bandaged woman also showed an excited smile to Walter, but the next second her face froze, and she asked Walter somewhat indignantly:
"But I still don't understand, Father, why don't you let me kill Ye He? Wouldn't this be a permanent solution? Just like those guys before."

"..."

Walter did not reply. He looked at his ignorant daughter with some embarrassment. He did not know how to explain to her that he had already tried with more and stronger assassins.

"He is very dangerous, and your safety... is the most important thing. Rather than letting you take the risk of assassinating Ye He, I just hope that you are safe.

Go to bed early, Ingrid, and remember, you don't have to contact Ye He, just tell me the news that Connor passed on to you."

"Okay, father, you should go to bed early too. Good night."

Just looking at the last conversation between the two, the "father-daughter" warmth is still very heartwarming.

But after the contact ended, the bandaged girl Ingrid, lying on the bed in the outer bedroom, still hugged the quilt and couldn't close her eyes.

She could sense that her father was in a very bad state, otherwise he would not have allowed her to contact that cousin...

Ingrid, who was deeply influenced by Walter, always felt that Connor's existence was a shame.

All the “dirty work” I did for my father…was only because I had the ability to help him.

Connor is not only a disgrace to Ingrid, but also a disgrace to the entire Walter family. If there were no other options, her father would definitely not use her, and he would even be willing to expose his own scars...

When everything is over... help your father get rid of her, so that he won't have to worry about it...

Also, what Father of Destruction? What fierce dragon from the empire? Pah! A mere man actually caused my father to encounter so many crises...

As he thought about it, Ingrid became more and more angry, and became more and more unable to fall asleep.

She simply got up from the bed, put on her cloak again and went out.

Find it and give it a try!

Even if my father asked me not to contact Ye He, but if I could really kill Ye He... my father would definitely be very happy, right?
A spoiled, ignorant and fearless little girl began wandering the streets of South Folia.

It’s true that Ingrid is quite capable.

With one hour left before midnight, she actually found out Ye He's whereabouts, and quietly transformed herself into smoke and came to the top floor of the club where Ye He was.

Through the spacious floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Ingrid saw the three people by the swimming pool at a glance.

Garcia was lying on a sun lounger, and because of the angle, Ingrid couldn't see her face. He could only see her slightly twitching calves.

Ingrid recognized both the young man and woman hugging each other.

Ye He's oriental appearance was conspicuous enough, not to mention that Ingrid had seen his photo.

The focus is on Gracia nestled in Ye He’s arms, this smiling woman, Ingrid will never forget her even if he becomes a ghost!
Because it was none other than Gracia who made me look like this now!

That was several years ago, when Gracia, who had just made her debut, was a trainee law enforcement officer in a lower court under the Supreme Court.

At that time, I just went to help my father deal with a disobedient minor official, and then I was targeted by Gracia.

During the fight with this peer, Gracia killed Ingrid with a trap set by Ingrid himself.

Even though Ingrid managed to escape with his life, from then on, Ingrid could only wrap himself with these black bandages to prevent his festering skin from further deteriorating.

When Ingrid thought of these old grudges, he felt a dull pain all over his skin.

But she did not let her hatred consume her reason. Instead, she continued to stay in the smoke and spy on the people inside.

Thanks to the setback he suffered at the hands of Gracia, Ingrid developed the habit of hiding himself first, waiting for an opportunity, and carefully looking for a chance to strike a fatal blow.

Ye He was the enemy of her father whom she wanted to kill for her father, and Gracia was her own "archenemy". Ingrid no longer wanted to explore the reason why these two people came together.

She just wanted to find an opportunity to kill this pair of bastards together!
Looking at Gracia, who was sitting on a sun lounger and starting to raise her head - lower her head - raise her head in front of Ye He... exercising her neck and oral muscles.

Ingrid curled his lips coldly in his heart...

They are all bitches!

(End of this chapter)