Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Doris held her chin up and stared at Grace, her snow-white hair hanging down her plump white neckline, her eyes sparkling like a cunning fox in the snowy mountains.

"Magic drink, haven't you thought of a new name yet?"

She suggested out of curiosity, "How should I say, something that you really want to do, or an excellent product, should have a nice name, right?"

"On the continent of Eris, the goddess took out the first drop of dew in the morning and called it Mithra. Do you want to refer to it?"

Yes, Doris is right, sometimes a special name is also the key to communication.

I have never thought about whether I should think of a simple and easy-to-understand name.

Grace lowered her eyes, and suddenly an idea came to her mind, "No, I already have an idea."

"I'm going to call it Coke."

Cola!The name alone is enough to sell well!Can make a lot of money!

"Cola?"

Doris repeated it, but she obviously could not understand the word, so she cast a curious look and asked,

"Why is it called this name? Does it have any special meaning?"

"Because it's simple and easy to remember."

Grace didn't explain much, just said casually.

Doris blinked, then sat up straight and leaned slightly in front of Grace, as if she wanted to draw closer to her through such a move.

The faint smell of wine mixed with the fragrance of rose wafted in again, and there was an uncomfortable feeling that violated social boundaries.

Grace moved cautiously to the side.

Doris's eyes swept back and forth on Grace, and she didn't reveal anything when she found it. She said subtly,

"Speaking of which, how can you do this kind of business? Then I will think about how to help you..."

Not disdain, not surprise, but a more complex emotion.

In Doris's shining golden eyes, Grace could clearly feel a vague compassion.

Doris, she thinks for herself from an older standpoint of protecting her cubs.

Not liking any form of pity from anyone, Grace pursed her lips and reminded her seriously with a straight face,

"I have nothing to worry about. It's your money...so it's not about helping, it's about a win-win situation."

Essentially, Doris was attracted by her face, so considering her wealth, she didn't care about the risk of this investment.

So it can be considered a win-win situation.

Under Grace's serious statement, Doris seemed to have seen some cute little animal, covering her red lips and smiling with crooked eyebrows.

"?"

What do you mean?

Grace narrowed her beautiful eyes warily and looked directly at Doris, but was unable to understand her thoughts.

Why is she laughing suddenly?

An inexplicable smile while chatting always makes people feel nervous.

Doris realized that she was being too rude, so she calmed down her expression, cleared her throat deliberately, and explained in a gentle and magnetic voice,

"I can generally understand your idea of ​​wanting to make money, but let me remind you - if you want to do something similar to afternoon tea, the Burnt Chamber of Commerce behind Carta basically owns the bulk of the coffee."

"Burnt Chamber of Commerce?"

This is a term that Grace has never heard of.

Doris raised her eyebrows with some evil intentions. She deliberately tapped her cheek with her fingers to pretend to be lazy, and said in a measured tone,

"If you ask me for advice, please have a better attitude and keep a straight face. Sigh... at least treat me to dinner next time, right?"

"Of course, I'll invite you to Goetia's Dream next time."

As Grace spoke, she put on her commercial and iconic smile again, without showing her teeth, with the corners of her mouth raised, polite and distant.

She's not someone who doesn't know how to adapt.

It's just that there is no sincerity in the eyes in such a smile, and it looks boring.

Doris frowned and clicked her tongue in disgust, "Forget it...you are still cold and cute."

Grace: "..."

"Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore."

Doris sat upright and began to talk about the information she knew.

"Bernt's Chamber of Commerce occupies about one-third of the country's noble market, and has five trade routes with the Holy Alliance. It is considered the leader of the chamber of commerce in the empire.

The president of their chamber of commerce is the famous Mrs. Deborah. "

"They hold most of the say in the market where your drinks are located. Your drinks... no, cola... are likely to be easily crushed by them."

Worrying about Grace's cat-like self-esteem, Doris paused and then deliberately added softly,

"Of course I don't mean in terms of quality, but other aspects are very challenging."

Other aspects?challenge?

The giant infant royal brother Karta?It just so happened that the old and new accounts were being settled together.

"Ah……"

Grace smiled softly, and the girl's eyes became more dazzling at this moment.

The slightly pointed chin is raised, and the confident eyebrows are raised, like a noble cat with snow-white fur that is licking its palms to prepare for prey.

"If I'm afraid of even this challenge, I won't go to the banquet in disguise."

At any time, Doris had an intoxicating appreciation for this kind of high-spirited, forward-moving person who held the idea that the world is in my hands.

Because that's sparkly, isn't it?

In addition, Grace's past does not seem bright, and the little white flower growing in the love of blood and tears...

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

I want to see why she collapses, why she loses her fighting spirit, why she lets go of her alienation...

In short, people with stories have endless charm.

And now Grace's past is attracting him like a deep whirlpool.

Interesting.

Doris was a little distracted. She was holding a goblet and swaying the clear red wine. Her eyes were distracted on the girl's face. She was stunned for a long time before she realized what she should say.

"Miss Doris?" Grace called Doris' name tentatively.

Doris waved her hand to signal herself to break away from her trance. She reminded her carefully, "That's true, but they are all using dirty tricks."

"What's wrong?" - How many tricks can be made?

Grace doesn't care, it's just some collusion between politics and business...

The industry that Grace controlled before was not the financial industry, but the automobile industry, which is the traditional sunset steel industry in modern society.

Although I did not study finance-related parts in college, I was later influenced by Erin and became familiar with some economic principles such as game theory and market supply and demand.

In addition, there are modern product quality management experience and marketing experience similar to the 5S rule, such as 4P/S/C...

Regarding actual shopping mall struggles, Grace has rich experience. Price wars, various marketing, including criticism and disfavor...etc. are all leftovers from her previous games.

As long as the situation is relatively fair, Grace has the confidence to knock Berndt down.

"The backer behind Bernt is the beautiful Princess Kelly, who is still His Majesty's favorite... Do you understand what I mean?"

Doris winked at Grace and continued,

"In addition, Bernt's reputation among nobles and some businessmen is much greater than that of other people, so once a new store is opened, it will easily be sought after... Some noble ladies will spontaneously chat and promote it at tea parties."

"Then, the Burns Chamber of Commerce will send people to come to your store to cause trouble. The damage is just a small problem, making it difficult for you to deal with it. Finally, they will buy your store... These are these dirty methods."

After speaking, Doris took another sip of wine and observed the change in Grace's expression with interest.

Grace was neither scared nor indignant. She seemed to have expected all this calmly, and said coldly, lowering her eyes,

"It fits my imagination of the royal brother and monopoly."

To be honest, this kind of Grace is like a statue of God in the church, indestructible.

Although she is lonely, she will not cry because of anything else... Why would she become vulnerable like this?

"Generally speaking, ordinary people can't beat them. They can only get back their principal at most."

Her fingertips kept rubbing the body of the goblet, and some perverted thoughts kept tumbling in Doris's heart. She took a long, deep breath, suppressed this thought, and licked her gorgeous red lips greedily. ,

"Come and try to overthrow them? I'm looking forward to it."

"correct……"

Doris suddenly had an idea, and a wonderful idea came to her mind - how would she feel if Grace's story was turned into an opera and replayed in front of her?

So Doris mentioned it lightly,

"I recently got inspiration for a new script. I'll show it to you next time."

Grace didn't have any big objections to the easy matter. She nodded and agreed casually,

"Script? Okay, if it's Miss Doris's request, I will definitely help."

……

Standing at the door of the witch-style wooden door, Doris saw off Grace and handed over a square, palm-sized card, and explained thoughtfully,

"The black card can be withdrawn at any time at Rheinbank. Here is fifty thousand. I will give you the rest next time."

The black and gold card has a very modern color scheme, which is as luxurious and low-key as the so-called advertising slogan.

But the only drawback is that there is a clear bright red lip mark on the card.

Grace was stunned when she took it, her slender arms hovering in the air, wanting to take it but not wanting to take it...

"Ok?"

Doris glanced at the lip prints on the card with a smile, and asked in a long and somewhat mean voice,

"What's wrong? Miss Grace? Do you dislike me? I think you were quite happy at that time."

It's weird to be so frivolous and happy.

But who can have trouble with money?When she thought that there were [-] gold coins in it, Grace frowned and exhaled a suppressed breath from her nose to suppress the disgust.

"No, thank you for your help, Miss Doris."

The evening gown that exposed her bare back was taken off and put on her original clothes. Grace planned to put her in the middle layer of her winter coat.

Doris' happiness almost overflowed from her raised eyebrows. Like an adult doting on a child, she took out a white handkerchief from her pocket and raised her slender arms.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore... just wipe it with this."

Grace hesitated, but finally took the soft handkerchief.

There is a bit of Miss Doris's unique rose fragrance remaining on it, and there are embroidered gold threads around it, which looks quite valuable.

"Then it should be used as a token of love~"

Doris said with a cheerful face and a colorful mouth, and then gently opened the door.

The sounds outside the house that were blocked by magic, as well as the people and scenery isolated outside the door finally appeared in front of me.

Grace once again saw neat rows of imperial knights. They had been waiting here for a long time, and the formation was just like the first day the imperial sister found her.

But this time Victoria was not seen.

The knight wearing a silver helmet performed a standard knightly salute and said in a low and hoarse voice respectfully,

"Your Highness Grace, Her Highness Victoria asked me to take you back. She has something important to tell you."

154.Kill her

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