In 1999, there were no online shops, but I had the whole shop. All it took was a phone call, and they would send all the best items."You cannot do this here," a long hair woman named Dahlia protested to me."Why? I am a member of your flower club. And I help with the club accessories," I said nonchalantly, my gaze fixed on the couch that filled the club room.I settled myself comfortably.The club room, formerly a storage area, was spacious—akin to three classrooms merged into one.I had purchased four large couches."But this isn't a necessity for the club," protested Rose, another club member."Don't worry, I use my personal money. And I have bought all the pots and all the flower seeds, the best fertilizers," I said, waving my hands dismissively. "They will arrive this afternoon. So, let’s say I am helping with the club."I walked out without care about what they thought. It would be my new place, like it or not.So, my daily activity after school would be at the top of the third-
When I looked at my table again, there were fifteen love letters.So many love letters, so many people who love me, yet all of them asked me to dedicate my life only to one of them.That is an impossible thing. I grabbed all the love letters and moved to the Gardening Club during break time.I entered the club where five girls who seemed like best friends—Dahlia, Jasmine, Rose, Lily, and Daisy—were gathered.Rose, the most beautiful among them, was still cold to me, and I didn’t care. Only Daisy, smiling like sunshine, welcomed me warmly."Thank you, we have received a lot of pots and seeds," she said cheerfully."No worries," I replied, while moving to the back and slumping onto one of the couches. This place would become my perfect spot for taking rest.Not long after, two girls entered from the front with shy expressions. "I am a new student, can I join the gardening club?" one asked timidly.I smiled; the basketball club was not open to all girls to join, but the gardening club wa
On Saturday, I received a full report for my company. Bruno called me in a panic."Sir, Alex. We have a problem here on the gold mining.""What problem?" I asked. "Is it still about the mining equipment?""No, that's already handled, and all the equipment has been delivered to the mining site. Caterpillar has given us 100% support since we allowed them to use our place to gather data for them," he explained."So, what is it?""Local people from environment activities have started to demonstrate and block the road," Bruno said. "They claim it's illegal mining and will cause climate change.""What a bullshit, We have all the permits in order, right?" I asked him."Yes, we have all the permits, and there are no issues with the government." Bruno agreed.I answered, "Of course, I paid $1 million for the permits and later a few percent for the taxes. So, who are they?""I believe Ivanov's people have paid the locals and climate activists to prevent us from mining. They are blocking all the
When the school break arrived, I moved to the Gardening Club, as usual. This time, however, there were about 12 girls, including the 5 who were there before.I walked past the girls, who smiled at me, and I headed to my usual spot just to sleep without talking to them.If I speak with each of them, I'll run out of time, so I better just smile back and answer with a short sentence when they ask. It would save me time.Even so, I could feel some of the girls secretly gazing at me with admiring looks. It was enough for me to know that my popularity continued to rise as I took my nap.As the second break began, I noticed Olga joining the Gardening Club. "It seems she's really wants to save time to efficiently complete her work," I mused.To kill me."I never knew you were here. You're one of my classmates, right?" Olga approached my couch. Pretending we just meet by accident.I opened my eyes and looked at her while remaining reclined. "Просто говорите по-русски," I said in Russian, causi
As I had known, there was no way people could resist the allure of the Casanova title, which unleashed desires that were impossible to resist.She began to kiss me deeply, her hands exploring fervently.It was forbidden to make love at school, and for that special occasion, I had prepared for my long-held fantasy that had never been fulfilled before—to make love in a car.I had modified my car, making the back as comfortable as a bed.I brought Olga to the back of my car, where she continued to kiss me passionately, her hands still searching, this time grasping a knife and attempting to stab me."Damn, girl, are you here to make love or to kill me?" I exclaimed.Olga grabbed my head and yelled, "Stop talking, just kiss me!"I began to remove her clothes, and she tried her best to do the same with mine. I had never realized how long her legs were until I grasped her beautiful legs and positioned them by my sides.She had large breasts and was as horny as a wild beast, yet as dangerous
Of course, I'm not going to Russia if you ask. Too many documents need preparing, too many permission forms from the high school to be handled.And as a boss, I could just call my people to do it for me. So, I will send my people who will do the business and investing there.Russia will become a big market, just like China. I need to start early to get the biggest piece of there.Sergei, Anna, and Ivan returned to meet me a week after our last meeting."Tell me," Sergei was smoking and sipping red wine as we sat on the balcony at the same penthouse as last week."What do you think you will do in Russia? The KGB has made the four of us your bridge to Russian and government business. You only need to pay 20% to the KGB and 35% government tax, and we will protect you like you are our father.""Not bad," I said. For now, I need political power more than anything."Well, first, I'd like to invest in Yandex, one of your Russian companies," I said, recalling that it could become as big as Go
I have acquired the skill of human acupuncture precision from system shop.With this ability, I can easily identify the acupuncture points on anyone who tries to attack me.It's simple. When people attempt to move their right hand to attack me, their bodies pump blood through the blood vessels to the right arms.If I strike one of these vessel paths or an acupuncture point, the blood flow is disrupted, causing the right hand to become limp and unmovable.So, when I hit the acupuncture points controlling the hands and legs, the assailants suddenly find themselves unable to move both arms and legs; they just collapse.Especially when I channel my inner energy into the acupuncture point, they remain immobilized until my energy dissipates, which takes about an hour.Sixty people have become easy targets for my practice.Once, a person swung a baseball bat embedded with nails at me. I dodged and hit the acupuncture point on his arm.The bat dropped, and he couldn’t move his hand. Using my
University of Oxford."Alex, I think it's time for you to accept that you never fit in with Miranda," a woman in her early twenties said to me as I served her a pizza."Why?" I asked."Look at you," Danielle, Miranda’s best friend, called out. "You work part-time at a pizza shop. You don’t have a car. How can you keep thinking that you can be Miranda’s boyfriend?"“We love each other.”“Fuck love!”"I helped her a lot in our first year. I even did all her assignments," I said."Alex, tell me, how much do you earn working here?""$5 per hour.""How do you think a guy who only gets scrap money, without a car, without anything, can be Miranda’s boyfriend!""With love, for sure," I said."You are poor, Alex! You can't even feed yourself well and you're hanging by your scholarship.”“I love her and she love me. End story!” I replied.“Oh please, all poor people talk about love. If you don’t have money, don’t find a girlfriend, just use your fingers to fuck.""Danielle, I know you are Mira