Master Pantalone has no crazy plans today

But he didn't pay too much attention to it. He was no stranger to "girls". At least in the last executive meeting, he remembered that he had met the third chief executive officer of fools, and it was only for this reason. .

But he subconsciously felt that things were not that simple.

This kind of feeling can't help but make him feel an inexplicable strong sense of disobedience.

Pantalone looked at the girl who greeted him.

Her long black hair is mixed with a little purple, which forms a strong contrast with the pure white clothes and the surrounding scenery. The snow wind gently blows the girl's hair, which looks gleaming in a snow-white world.

The white wings on the head are the perfect adornment, just like the maiden's name.

"Columbia."

Pantalone whispered the girl's name softly.

Although he didn't understand why the "girl" appeared in this place.

But considering that as a colleague, since the other party has sent invitations to him, of course he has no reason to refuse.

After accepting the "girl"'s invitation, he also sat next to Columbia and raised his doubts to the "girl".

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? Logically speaking, I should ask you this question. Why are you here?"

The "girl"'s rhetorical question stunned him for a moment.

Just like what Columbia said.

Why can't she be here?

In other words, he is the one who really appears here.

So he no longer chooses to dwell on this kind of thing, and instead starts to ask what the "girl" is doing here.

"What are you doing here?"

"Nonsense question, as you can see, I'm singing."

The "girl" gently stroked the fragile strings with her fingers, and replied softly.

Pantalone also knew that he had asked a meaningless question, so he asked again after thinking about it.

"Do you often sing like this? No other audience?"

"Who knows? Maybe there was."

"Girl" still answered softly with that soft voice.

Looking at the appearance of the "girl", he thought for a while and replied.

"So, do you want me to be your audience?"

"You? A banker who smells like money also knows music?"

The "girly" comment made him touch his nose involuntarily.

To be honest, he didn't understand music, but he always felt that this kind of place looked like it couldn't show weakness, so he shrugged and said.

"Maybe I understand? If it doesn't work, I can sing it."

"So, do you want to hear me sing?"

What the "girl" said stunned him, but he still nodded and agreed.

"it is good."

Columbia's hands rested lightly on the strings, and began to play an unknown movement.

The melody is melodious and melodious, very beautiful.

To be honest, he didn't understand Pantalone very well, but this did not prevent him from thinking that the singing voice of "Girl" was beautiful.

Looking at the "girl" singing softly, he seemed to have seen such a scene in his heart.

He was a little fascinated looking at the incomparably exquisite profile of the "girl".

It wasn't that the "girl"'s face was so beautiful that it caught his attention, but it was the first time in his memory that he observed the "girl" at such a close distance. It was not the white that ordinary people have, but a kind of paleness.

This kind of paleness is too eye-catching, and it will leave a deep impression on people at first glance, and they will unconsciously focus on the girl in front of them.

It seemed to be a somewhat familiar melody, but he recalled that he had never heard such a singing voice in his memory.

So, is it because I have heard such a melody by chance?

Pantalone began to think about such things, and couldn't help but become a little bit preoccupied, so that his eyes were still on the face of the "girl" after the singing was over.

"What's the matter, looking at me so preoccupied, are you thinking about something?"

"Thinking about you."

He blurted out subconsciously, and then he realized that it was not appropriate to speak like this.

You must know that in front of him is the "girl" in the third seat.

In case the other party feels unhappy with each other, then he probably won't feel any better.

Just when he was about to add something, the face of the "girl" did not have the emotion he imagined, it was still the posture he saw at the beginning.

This made him more or less surprised soon, seeing the "girl" holding the piano in her hands and speaking softly.

"I take this as your compliment to me, so what do you plan to use in return and exchange after listening to my song?"

"Do you still need to return the gift for listening to the song?"

Pantalone showed a surprised expression on his face. He said that he had never heard of such a condition before starting.

But that's what the "girl" said.

"Ordinary people still have to pay money to watch operas. The actual controller of the dignified Beiguo Bank probably doesn't even know this."

"Then...how much Mora do you want?"

After pondering for a moment, Pantalone asked tentatively.

To be honest, if the price Columbia asked for wasn't too outrageous, then it wouldn't be impossible for him to give it directly.

His answer caused the "girl" to fall into silence, and then sighed.