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Chapter 567
chapter 0250 part 2
The few women who had been with Tang Song for a long time, except for Rogue, Gu Zi Yun, and Zheng Duo En, these Little Girls, all had their own "undertakings"! Women, you always have to find something for them to do to consume their energy, otherwise, after a long time, they will be extremely bored, and it's inevitable that they will stage scenes of palace intrigue like in Qing Dynasty palace dramas.
Among Boss Tang's women, Fox currently represents him in controlling two seats on the High Table, managing the Hitmen under her command and the affairs of the former League of Assassins.
Selene manages the Dark Black Market and the Vampire Clans who have pledged allegiance to Boss Tang.
As for Skye, she is responsible for Tang Group's Network Security Department. Because of the existence of Red Queen, the artificial intelligence, Skye doesn't have much to deal with. In her free time, she likes to go shopping on Fifth Avenue with Gu Zi Yun and the others.
"Mmm!" Skye fed the grape pulp into Tang Song's mouth, and Tang Song held her finger.
Tang Song's finger stroked the embryo of the porcelain bottle. The item form was good. From the curve outlined by the brushstrokes, one could feel a gentle and smooth quality.
She smiled sweetly, wriggling her body on Tang Song.
"There seems to be an underground racing competition in Brooklyn this afternoon. Haven't Zi Yun and Duo En been fighting over the feeding rights of the Big Cat recently? So they plan to compete in racing to contend for the Big Cat's custody!"
"Racing! Just for it?" Tang Song looked at the Big Cat in Rogue's arms, which was almost spherical. A tiger, even if shrunk, should look like a tiger. It was so fat it looked like a ball, with no trace of dominance.
"Meow!"
Upon encountering Boss Tang's disdainful gaze, the Big Cat's fat face immediately fell.
"Your Small Dried Fish!"
Boss Tang was in a rare good mood today, so he called a maid to bring a box of Small Dried Fish air-shipped from Alaska.
He opened the lid and placed it in front of the Big Cat. This fellow had its own dining table and a dedicated maid to serve it food.
Of course, when it returned to its tiger form, the feeding job was usually done by the Bodyguards in the Manor.
Steak cooked medium-rare, plus King Crab legs already extracted, without too much seasoning, paired with Bordeaux red wine.
Sufficiently fresh ingredients didn't require much preparation, and the taste was decent.
Tang Song used a dining knife to cut the beef and fed it to Skye in his arms.
"How was the ore production from Heimdall this month? Has it all been shipped back?"
Lane used a knife and fork to cut the steak in front of him, sprinkled some black pepper on it, and then forked a piece of beef into his mouth.
"Production has tripled compared to last month. We added ten thousand Miners this month, and we expect production to double again next month!"
Lane chewed the beef in his mouth, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip.
"Boss, Heimdall is a complete world no less than Earth. It would be a pity if we only used it for mining!"
"Hmm?" Rogue used a fork to pick up a piece of cut steak and fed it to Tang Song's mouth. Tang Song opened his mouth to take it, and stroked Rogue's hand. The Little Girl's face was somewhat flushed.
"What are your thoughts?" Tang Song chewed the beef fed by Rogue while listening to Lane explain his opinion on the development of Heimdall.
During this time, although Lane was said to be assisting Magneto in managing the affairs of Utopia, he was practically in charge of everything from Utopia's most basic water and electricity, civil facilities, to the military and administration.
As for Magneto, although he had been fighting for Mutants for so many years, he was like a ruffian who had rebelled for years but had completely failed to consider how to manage things after succeeding.
He had no idea how to govern a country. One could refer to a man surnamed Li from Great Shun who was emperor for only forty-two days, and a certain Taliban in a parallel world.
The so-called Utopia established by Mutants is completely controlled by Tang Group's people who hold the country's basic lifelines, people's livelihood (water and electricity), grain, and national defense military, even taxes. It's only because Magneto is Boss Tang's nominal father-in-law, otherwise, with a single command from Tang Song, the so-called Utopia could immediately change allegiance.
"Boss! We can completely emulate Utopia and establish our own country in Heimdall," Lane suggested. "Form an army, produce weapons, starships..."
Tang Song listened to Lane's suggestion, thought for a moment, the silver fork clinking lightly on the plate, and rejected Lane's proposal.
"Lane, the most important purpose of me forming a faction is to search for cultivation resources for myself, and also to enjoy life. Establishing a country, well, it's possible, but the management, you'll do it?!"
When Lane heard Tang Song's words, he immediately shook his head repeatedly as if encountering something terrifying, and said with a bitter smile, "Forget it, Boss, pretend I didn't say anything. Please let me off the hook. I feel this is quite good! I still want to live a couple more years!"
Lane knew deeply that the Boss wasn't just saying this casually. He could really pull off a hands-off approach.
Dealing with the various affairs of Utopia during this time, even though Lane had the mutant ability of photographic memory and his physique was different from ordinary people after cultivation, when busy, his hair was falling out in handfuls.
There was nothing he could do. Most of those Mutants were talents who hadn't had much schooling, and he couldn't find suitable people. Only the few teachers at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters could help him share some of the burden.
Thinking about establishing a country from scratch again, and in a world as large as Heimdall that was waiting to be developed, Lane felt a headache just thinking about it.
He didn't expect this guy in front of him, bah, the Boss in front of him, to help him share the burden. In Chinese, this was a hands-off master.
Lane finished his steak in a few bites and quickly left, just in case Boss Tang suddenly had a strange idea and followed up on his topic, actually wanting to establish a country in Heimdall. That would be asking for trouble.
"When is the racing competition?"
"We're going to the Modification Base this afternoon to choose cars. The competition is scheduled for the evening. Boss, will you come with us? Choose one for yourself too, and participate in the competition tonight!"
"What's the stake? I don't want to feed this fat cat!"
"Uncle, what stake do you want?"
The few women who had been with Tang Song for a long time, except for Rogue, Gu Zi Yun, and Zheng Duo En, these Little Girls, all had their own "undertakings"! Women, you always have to find something for them to do to consume their energy, otherwise, after a long time, they will be extremely bored, and it's inevitable that they will stage scenes of palace intrigue like in Qing Dynasty palace dramas.
Among Boss Tang's women, Fox currently represents him in controlling two seats on the High Table, managing the Hitmen under her command and the affairs of the former League of Assassins.
Selene manages the Dark Black Market and the Vampire Clans who have pledged allegiance to Boss Tang.
As for Skye, she is responsible for Tang Group's Network Security Department. Because of the existence of Red Queen, the artificial intelligence, Skye doesn't have much to deal with. In her free time, she likes to go shopping on Fifth Avenue with Gu Zi Yun and the others.
"Mmm!" Skye fed the grape pulp into Tang Song's mouth, and Tang Song held her finger.
Tang Song's finger stroked the embryo of the porcelain bottle. The item form was good. From the curve outlined by the brushstrokes, one could feel a gentle and smooth quality.
She smiled sweetly, wriggling her body on Tang Song.
"There seems to be an underground racing competition in Brooklyn this afternoon. Haven't Zi Yun and Duo En been fighting over the feeding rights of the Big Cat recently? So they plan to compete in racing to contend for the Big Cat's custody!"
"Racing! Just for it?" Tang Song looked at the Big Cat in Rogue's arms, which was almost spherical. A tiger, even if shrunk, should look like a tiger. It was so fat it looked like a ball, with no trace of dominance.
"Meow!"
Upon encountering Boss Tang's disdainful gaze, the Big Cat's fat face immediately fell.
"Your Small Dried Fish!"
Boss Tang was in a rare good mood today, so he called a maid to bring a box of Small Dried Fish air-shipped from Alaska.
He opened the lid and placed it in front of the Big Cat. This fellow had its own dining table and a dedicated maid to serve it food.
Of course, when it returned to its tiger form, the feeding job was usually done by the Bodyguards in the Manor.
Steak cooked medium-rare, plus King Crab legs already extracted, without too much seasoning, paired with Bordeaux red wine.
Sufficiently fresh ingredients didn't require much preparation, and the taste was decent.
Tang Song used a dining knife to cut the beef and fed it to Skye in his arms.
"How was the ore production from Heimdall this month? Has it all been shipped back?"
Lane used a knife and fork to cut the steak in front of him, sprinkled some black pepper on it, and then forked a piece of beef into his mouth.
"Production has tripled compared to last month. We added ten thousand Miners this month, and we expect production to double again next month!"
Lane chewed the beef in his mouth, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip.
"Boss, Heimdall is a complete world no less than Earth. It would be a pity if we only used it for mining!"
"Hmm?" Rogue used a fork to pick up a piece of cut steak and fed it to Tang Song's mouth. Tang Song opened his mouth to take it, and stroked Rogue's hand. The Little Girl's face was somewhat flushed.
"What are your thoughts?" Tang Song chewed the beef fed by Rogue while listening to Lane explain his opinion on the development of Heimdall.
During this time, although Lane was said to be assisting Magneto in managing the affairs of Utopia, he was practically in charge of everything from Utopia's most basic water and electricity, civil facilities, to the military and administration.
As for Magneto, although he had been fighting for Mutants for so many years, he was like a ruffian who had rebelled for years but had completely failed to consider how to manage things after succeeding.
He had no idea how to govern a country. One could refer to a man surnamed Li from Great Shun who was emperor for only forty-two days, and a certain Taliban in a parallel world.
The so-called Utopia established by Mutants is completely controlled by Tang Group's people who hold the country's basic lifelines, people's livelihood (water and electricity), grain, and national defense military, even taxes. It's only because Magneto is Boss Tang's nominal father-in-law, otherwise, with a single command from Tang Song, the so-called Utopia could immediately change allegiance.
"Boss! We can completely emulate Utopia and establish our own country in Heimdall," Lane suggested. "Form an army, produce weapons, starships..."
Tang Song listened to Lane's suggestion, thought for a moment, the silver fork clinking lightly on the plate, and rejected Lane's proposal.
"Lane, the most important purpose of me forming a faction is to search for cultivation resources for myself, and also to enjoy life. Establishing a country, well, it's possible, but the management, you'll do it?!"
When Lane heard Tang Song's words, he immediately shook his head repeatedly as if encountering something terrifying, and said with a bitter smile, "Forget it, Boss, pretend I didn't say anything. Please let me off the hook. I feel this is quite good! I still want to live a couple more years!"
Lane knew deeply that the Boss wasn't just saying this casually. He could really pull off a hands-off approach.
Dealing with the various affairs of Utopia during this time, even though Lane had the mutant ability of photographic memory and his physique was different from ordinary people after cultivation, when busy, his hair was falling out in handfuls.
There was nothing he could do. Most of those Mutants were talents who hadn't had much schooling, and he couldn't find suitable people. Only the few teachers at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters could help him share some of the burden.
Thinking about establishing a country from scratch again, and in a world as large as Heimdall that was waiting to be developed, Lane felt a headache just thinking about it.
He didn't expect this guy in front of him, bah, the Boss in front of him, to help him share the burden. In Chinese, this was a hands-off master.
Lane finished his steak in a few bites and quickly left, just in case Boss Tang suddenly had a strange idea and followed up on his topic, actually wanting to establish a country in Heimdall. That would be asking for trouble.
"When is the racing competition?"
"We're going to the Modification Base this afternoon to choose cars. The competition is scheduled for the evening. Boss, will you come with us? Choose one for yourself too, and participate in the competition tonight!"
"What's the stake? I don't want to feed this fat cat!"
"Uncle, what stake do you want?"
