The President’s Five Children

Mizuki almost laughed at that.

Giving money is still considered cold-blooded?

“So Uncle Ney what do you think, how do you do it and call it not cold blooded?” Mizuki asked.

Uncle Ney rubbed his stubbled chin and thought for a moment before answering, “I think that money is all secondary, all of us can’t actually use that much money to work around, if you can step in and go and promote us, that would be great.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Heh!

Mizuki really wanted to applaud Uncle Ney.

That little plan was just too good.

Saying that it was no money, but if Countess ran the publicity, these guys were just using Countess’ name as a way to ring up money, and by then they would have earned a lot more than ten million dollars.

What’s more, if something goes wrong with their store, Countess will also be dragged into the reputation of the store.

Mizuki would not agree to such a bad deal.

She coldly looked at Uncle Ney, “No way, Countess is a member of the royal family, how can she throw her head out to give publicity to others.”

“Yes Uncle Ney, I am indeed inconvenient, if you need it, I can hire a third tier star for you.” Countess made a concession.

The request wasn’t met and Uncle Ney was upset.

After exchanging a look with the crowd behind her, she jerked forward two steps, almost sticking it to Countess.

“Rebecca, this is not a troublesome thing, why can t you agree to it, think carefully, if I didn t save you at that time, you would have died in the hands of that gang of punks, and you still have a scar on your shoulder, do you all … hey, where is your scar? ”

Uncle Ney said while tugging open Countess’ clothes, revealing his shoulders.

The glistening shoulder was polished and flawless, there was no scar at all.

Uncle Ney was confused, “What is this, where is your scar?”

Countess was shocked and hurriedly tugged on her shirt to cover her shoulder, “Mizuki!”

Mizuki’s eyes were already full of killing intent, her eyes didn’t know how many hundreds of times she had killed Uncle Ney, “What are you doing, you want to die, don’t you?”

“No, I just wanted to show her the scar on her shoulder to remind him not to forget Ben, but how come that scar is gone.” Uncle Ney’s mind was boggled.

He clearly remembered it was there!

As he was about to ask the others for confirmation, Mizuki spoke up again, “That scar has been removed, and how can a person of Countess’s stature have a scar on his body?”

It was a convincing reason.

Uncle Ney nodded, “Yes, yes, yes, it’s true that Rebecca can’t have a scar now that she’s a Countess.”

After a pause, he rubbed his hands together again, “Since you’re a public figure now, wouldn’t it be a good thing for you to go and help us publicize it, just to show that you haven’t forgotten your roots!”

“That’s right, third-rate stars aren’t as good as Rebecca, these days stars may have accidents, but the royals are all loud, they’re big shots, they won’t go down.”

“It’s just publicity, the big deal is that we don’t make such a big deal about it, just publicize it in that community, that’s always fine, right?”

…

There were a lot of different opinions, and they also looked like they had suffered a loss.

Mizuki was furious, but she couldn’t really tear her face off, secretly clenching her fists.

It was hard to hold back and think of a reason to send these people away.

Uncle Ney, still looking reluctant, stared at Countess again and again, taking one step forward and three back.

“So Rebecca, if we turn around and get into trouble, can we still come back to you, we helped you in the first place, you’ll have to help us as well!”