Five Hundred and Ninetieth Four Peacocks

Levi Street.

Levi Street is a long arc-shaped street, surrounded by Lily Lake and the picturesque Bushnell City Park. It is quiet, leisurely and open, and naturally attracts the attention of the rich.

The rich build villas along Levi Street, occupy the most beautiful scenery with towering walls and fences, and leave incomplete scenery in the city park. Citizens look out from the cracks and carefully enjoy the beauty of life from body to heart. equality.

They are enjoying the same scenery as the rich. Only Connecticut has such equality and freedom!

Seeger is also enjoying this freedom.

She was sitting in the carriage, facing Ryan, and Wang Ye dressed as a coachman outside.

Ryan looked a little restless.

Sig looked at him with his head tilted, and suddenly smiled: "Little Ryan, it seems that this is the first time we are alone in a small place?"

"Yes, my great and wise sir."

"It's rare to smell the body fragrance of a beautiful girl. Are you...doing something bad to me in your mind?"

"How is it possible!" Ryan was shocked, "Sir, I am a normal person!"

normal people...

Seeger's face was as black as charcoal: "Give you another chance, are you a normal person? Or a decent person?"

Ryan struggled in his heart for a while: "God testifies, it is... a normal person."

Seeger narrowed his eyes, and it took about thirty seconds to deeply imprint this man who was willing to die for himself at any time.

"You're dead. You know? You're dead!"

This interruption dissipated Ryan's tension. Although no one knew if it was Sig's original intention, the result was that Ryan eliminated the tension.

Ryan, who had returned to normal, was keen and gossip. He admired the equal greenness outside the window and asked softly.

"Sir, are you serious?"

"Seriously?" Seeger didn't know why, "Don't I look serious?"

"Because you look serious,

I just wonder if you are serious. Ryan said solemnly, "Lieutenant Colonel, you and Little Drake's girlfriend are planning to take down a steel tycoon in 20 days. "

"You didn't do your homework well." Seeger nodded his lips, slightly revealing the tip of his tongue, "First, the little Drake's girlfriend you mentioned is in charge of the multimillion-pound property of the Drake Chamber of Commerce , is the most important business mind around Lorraine Drake. If you treat her as a vase, there is no doubt that you are the real idiot."

"Secondly, Billoni Green is just a local chaebol with a fortune of less than half a million pounds. Of course, he is a real tycoon for a person like you whose total wealth will never exceed five pounds, but in the Drake Chamber of Commerce In front of the world's top chaebols, he is no different from you."

"Third, it is indeed time-consuming to spend 20 days to implement a plan that will make people bankrupt, but this has little to do with whether Mr. Green is a steel tycoon. A pauper of desire...Even if Armand de Richelieu is alive again, this plan will never succeed."

"fourth……"

"Wait!" Ryan stopped Seager's high-spirited speech in distress, "Lieutenant Colonel, who is Armand de Richelieu? That wicked gunner next to little Drake?"

Sig let out a sigh of despair.

"He was favored by all France, and even kings were obedient to him. He turned his master into a slave, and turned that famous slave into one of the greatest kings in the world. Such was Richelieu , if you still don’t know who he is, then shut up and hold it forever!”

"Okay, I'm holding back." Ryan shrugged innocently, "You just said there is a fourth?"

"Fourth..." Sig took a deep breath, "letting Green go bankrupt is a request to Xavier from Scott, who was recalled to Valkyrie halfway, and he seems to be pursuing Miss Solomon. But in our plan, seizing the invitation Han and Bankruptcy just happen to be on the same road, they will not share the same finish line, this is what I agree with Xavier."

"That means Mr. Green is fine even if he doesn't go bankrupt?"

"This..."

Boom.

Something knocked on the glass of the car window, interrupting Sig's words in his heart, making it impossible to estimate her determination.

Sig smiled and opened the window, and a red light came in, piercing the inner wall of the carriage with a sound.

Ryan didn't see any shadow at the end of the red light, and Seager heard the bell ringing in the depths of the dark alley.

She took off the red velvet throwing knife and threw it into the base of the carriage: "Coachman, Green House."

"Hey!" Wang Ye sat up upon hearing this, and whipped a beautiful whip on the horse's buttocks.

The wind whipped the horse's tail, the horse shook its head and snorted, and took its own steps.

Click, click, click, click...

...

"Ma'am, your name is Tracy..."

"Sigritte Christina Teresia."

In the manor of the legendary steel tycoon, Billoni Green, Seager sits dignifiedly opposite a lean, bearded gentleman with a horse face.

The horse-faced gentleman is reading a long letter.

"Mr. Kedaril is an old comrade of mine, the Sons of Steel and the Sons of Liberty. We fought together several times and kicked the Brit's ass together," he said. "How is he doing?"

"Still operating his factory." Sig replied softly, "He replaced his textile factory with a full set of steam spinning wheels. Although the cost is high, the return is also very good."

"He's still as bold as he is," laughed Mr. Green. "He was the first guy in the New England militias to be armed with crackers and the new land guns, and in Boston today, I guess he's completely worth his money. There can't be too many people handed over to the new machine."

"Actually, a lot." Seeger pondered for a moment, "Maritime Group opened a steam engine manufacturing plant in Boston. The whole of Massachusetts is well-known, and factory automation is the trend, not the choice of one or two far-sighted gentlemen.”

Mr. Green looked very strange. He stared at Sig playfully for a while, then leaned over and took out a cigar from the coffee table: "Do you mind?"

"Please."

Mr. Green lit the cigar and exhaled a big puff of smoke: "You surprised me? Miss Teresia, I thought you had a good upbringing and a beautiful face, but under this beautiful skin, you He's still a wise man."

"I'm an educator." Sig raised his chin high. "I am determined to teach ladies to break through the shackles imposed on them by the world. In order to speak in the world of men, we need to learn more things."

"Break through the shackles... sorry, could it be that you show your face like you and easily abandon your family's responsibilities?"

"On the contrary. In my opinion, the current lady education is ignorant and empty. The girls cultivated by this system are like puppets wrapped in silk, and they don't know the real needs of the family at all."

"Women can play a bigger role, equal to or even more than their beautiful faces." Seeger's face flashed with holy light, "God gave me this responsibility, so I came here, Starting from gentle Boston, I was led to Hartford, the most equal and freest city in the world."

"To put it bluntly, you want to establish a radical school for ladies in Hartford, and you want to gather all the ladies of status and status in Connecticut together, and let them become your contacts and tongue..."

Mr. Green picked up his cigar.

"You are the most ambitious woman I have ever met, Miss Teresia. Although I don't particularly agree with your educational philosophy, but you have a letter of recommendation from Kidaril, I will bring you into Hart no matter what Ford's social circle."

"This needs a suitable timing, neither too grand nor too shabby...Let me think..."

Seeger nodded politely, consciously or unconsciously, his eyes always lingered around the luxurious piano in the room.

This is Mr. Green's specialty.

Mr. Green was well known in society for his playing on the violin, which was said to be comparable to that of professional musicians, and it was rumored that he loved playing for musically aware guests.

Seeger's movements are like teasing, and there is probably no man in this world who can restrain the desire to show himself under Seeger's teasing.

Mr. Green turned on the screen as a matter of course: "Does Miss Teresia like piano too?"

"My father is an excellent performer." Seeger smiled with a little sadness, "I remember when I was 14 years old, he played it himself at my first dance, and the sound was very beautiful. From then on, I really fell in love with the piano."

"Glad to hear you had such a beautiful encounter with the piano."

Mr. Green's self-esteem as a male exploded in front of the charming Sig, and his memory improved a lot.

"We seem to be able to reproduce the scene," he said. "The day after tomorrow, the Governor has given a trivial ball. It is not a big one, but probably all the famous gentlemen in Hartford will be there."

"If you think about it carefully, it's like a stage tailor-made for you."

"With my piano sound and your outstanding beauty, Miss Teresia, you will have a fantastic debut!"

"In this way, I can be regarded as worthy of the expectations of my old friend..."

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