Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Elena lay against the pillow, while Ronan knelt, his hands gripping her black-stockinged ankles, thrusting into her relentlessly. Meanwhile, Agustina, a fitness enthusiast, braced herself on the bed with her hands, arched her back, and bent her legs slightly, pressing her buttocks against Ronan's lips. Ronan opened his mouth and sucked and licked her forcefully, making soft, slurping sounds.

A short while later, the two switched places.

Agustina straddled Ronan, her legs spread apart in black stockings as she knelt on the bed, rubbing her breasts with both hands and swaying her body.

Elena sat on Ronan's face, enjoying his mouth.

After a few minutes, the two got up, lay face down on the carpet, sticking out their buttocks, and sat side by side.

Ronan began thrusting.

"Ugh, young master, aren't you going to use some methods against those people?" Elena asked, groaning.

"Playing away from home, our correct strategy is to defend and counter-attack, and then open up new battlefields," Ronan replied, while continuing to thrust.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh." Agustina cried out repeatedly as Ronan's left hand was rubbing against her. "I don't think these Seres are any good. They're trying to embarrass the new leader at the banquet. It's completely unnecessary. They should either act like good gentlemen or just kill him outright. What's the point of this half-hearted probing? It's so childish."

"This isn't Seris's problem; it's just that the locals are used to being local tyrants and can't wait to give the newcomer a hard time."

Ronan said he understood this very well.

To put it bluntly, these people are arrogant inside, but they only think about peaceful struggle. They are not the kind of people who lie low and then launch a thunderous attack. After all, their goal is not to really defeat Liu Menglong, but to hope that Liu Menglong will not get in their way and can just be his master and live a leisurely life.

After saying that, Ronan picked up Agustina and got off the bed, supporting her buttocks with both hands, and began to fuck her.

Elena also got out of bed, squatted between Ronan's legs, and looked up to lick his balls.

After tossing Agustina for about ten minutes, Ronan picked up Elena again. Elena leaned against the wall, using the soles of her feet to brace herself against it, and thrust her body forward to meet Ronan's thrusts. Agustina, on the other hand, lay on the ground, raising her legs in black stockings high, pointing her toes. One foot traced, caressed, and teased the muscular contours of Ronan's body, while the other foot massaged his perineum between his anus and testicles, constantly applying stimulation.

Seeing Ronan enjoying himself, the two felt a great sense of accomplishment.

At this moment, after a burst of lightning and thunder, a torrential downpour began.

"It seems that the welcoming banquet for that Master Wang will have to be postponed," Ronan sighed. "You should all go too, and if necessary, let them know our strength."

Dinya is currently playing the "Li Kui" role and is not suitable to make a move.

Grand and Ashley are skilled at killing and torture, while Isabel has gone to gather the people of the Ship Country.

Falek, Faith, and Canaan are in the technical team and will be assigned to other roles.

Alice is assisting Zhao Yingqi in reviewing past case files.

The task of providing protection and, incidentally, demonstrating is best left to Elena and Agustina, as they are both quite adept at it, one being the black glove and the other the white glove.

After another burst of activity, Ronan's thing started to throb and swell; he was about to ejaculate.

"Who wants it?" Ronan asked.

“I,” Elena said, “shoot inside.”

“Here she comes.” Ronan put Elena down.

Elena braced herself against the wall, her back to Ronan in black stockings. Ronan gripped her waist and began his final thrusts with a series of violent slaps.

Chapter 757 Lord Liu, Master Wang, and Clerk Luo

Two days later, on a sunny day, at Renxian Hall, the place where Master Wang was hosting a dinner party, but this was not Master Wang's home, but the residence of another Master Li.

All the attendants were left outside. Only Ronan and Liu Menglong followed a servant into the small building. Even the owner of the house, Master Li, was not there. Only Master Wang was there.

Master Wang wore a wide-sleeved blue robe, a gauze crown, and a jade belt. He looked to be around forty years old. If you removed the signs of age and his mustache, he would definitely be a very handsome man, even somewhat effeminate.

Master Wang bowed respectfully and said, "I am Wang Zhixiao, it is a pleasure to meet you." With that, Master Wang personally pulled out a chair and gestured, "Lord Liu, Master Luo, please."

Liu Menglong didn't say anything, he just sat down.

Master Wang was a scholar, a second-rank official. Without this status, he, a first-rank merchant, would not have been qualified to invite this guest. Even so, he was still not qualified to have Liu Menglong take the initiative to greet him, because Liu Menglong was a fifth-rank official, while he, Wang Zhixiao, was just a mere merchant.

Soon, a plate of cold dish, braised duck gizzards, was served. It wasn't served individually; it was served on a single plate.

Liu Menglong didn't touch his chopsticks, but Luo Nan didn't mind. He picked up a slice and said, "It tastes good, very fragrant, but not salty."

“If I only listened to his words, I, Wang, would never believe that Master Luo is a Westerner,” Wang Zhixiao said with a smile. Faced with Liu Menglong’s indifferent attitude, he showed neither anger nor any intention to curry favor. His words were natural and quite dignified.

“Ha, that’s what everyone says,” Ronan laughed. “Maybe I was a Seres in my past life.”

"Master Luo, you are a remarkable man. I, Wang, shall offer you a toast." Wang Zhixiao poured himself a drink, raised his glass, and then lowered it very low.

Ronan smiled slightly, poured himself a glass, and Wang Zhixiao touched the bottom of Ronan's glass with the rim before drinking it all in one gulp.

“Mr. Wang, you’re too kind,” Ronan said.

"Are you being too polite?" Wang Zhixiao asked, his eyes wide.

"You're welcome," Ronan replied.

“If the advisor says to be polite, then it is polite.” Wang Zhixiao smiled again, but the smile only lasted for a moment. “I can’t be impolite, because I want to welcome Lord Liu on more than just a formality.”

"And for what else?" Ronan asked.

Wang Zhixiao raised his index finger, then bent it, forming a circle with his thumb, and uttered a single word: "Money".

Upon hearing the word "money," Liu Menglong frowned. "Money, a good thing."

Wang Zhixiao sighed, "Good, how good depends on the person. For Lord Liu, who comes from a prominent family in Jiangnan, money is not important, but for someone like me, whose family has fallen on hard times, money is very important."

Summoning is a supernatural power that can be inherited, but it can mutate and decline, and eventually, it will be gone.

Take Ambrina and her Freigo family as an example. The founder of the dynasty, Oran, was a seventh-rank official. After several generations, the family became quite weak. If it weren't for Lawrence's revival, the family would probably have gradually disappeared into the annals of history.

Based on records in the royal archives, and considering Lawrence's reputation as a renowned scholar in his youth, Ronan suspects that Lawrence attempted to reverse this decline in his bloodline by tampering with his soul, or magical foundation. This act made him stronger and enhanced the genetic abilities of his descendants, but it also caused problems. The Freigo family was already known for its short lifespans, and with Lawrence's descendants, illness became rampant.

Unfortunately, all those documents were taken away by that guy who was once the crown prince, Ambrina's second uncle, the leader of the purple-clad men, and now a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple in Seris.

Clearly, Liu Menglong's family is still on the rise, while Wang Zhixiao's family is already declining. Now that he's declining, he needs new blood.

To attract new talent, one needs a family business that others can respect.

After all, marriage is always akin to a corporate merger; either you contribute your technical expertise like Ronan, or you bring capital to the project like everyone else.

However, Wang Zhixiao's current businesses are not doing too well either, which is the result of Ronan's investigation these days.

His family originally worked in the iron smelting business. When the Foshan Coastal Defense Sub-Prefecture was established, they got a share of the profits and were quite prosperous for a time. However, in recent years, their market share has been squeezed out by others. A few years ago, his father passed away, and the family business was passed down to him. It was already a lean camel.

"If Lord Liu wants to consolidate his power, he needs to target the iron smelting industry. Coincidentally, I can be the vicious dog that runs rampant. I won't eat the meat, nor can I eat it, but I can gnaw on the bones and help Lord Liu scare those people. That's enough."

"Are you scared?" Liu Menglong asked.

“I can’t scare him.” Wang Zhixiao shook his head. “Currently, the largest ironworks in Foshan is owned by Chen Zuolin, who is the cousin of the current Vice Minister of Works. And the Vice Minister of Works is the son-in-law of the former Grand Secretary. What am I? But, I can use his influence to my advantage, can’t I?”

Liu Menglong took a sip of wine. "How could I possibly handle someone like that?"

"With evidence of guilt, one can prevail. In this world, the first consideration is the law, and the second is the opinion of the magistrate," Wang Zhixiao said with complete confidence.

In the past, Liu Menglong would have been tempted, but after that incident and witnessing Ronan's repeated maneuvers, although he was not yet a seasoned bureaucrat, he was no longer a novice. "Unfortunately, the case is not under my jurisdiction. Even if it were, with my subordinates working together, I'm afraid I would end up with nothing."

Wang Zhixiao's eyes lit up. It seemed that this Lord Liu was not as foolish as rumored, but rather quite perceptive.

However, since he dared to invite Liu Menglong as a guest, he had already broken ties with the Chen family. Since they had broken ties, he naturally had a plan.

Wang Zhixiao continued, “Of course, it’s impossible to directly sue the man surnamed Chen. Instead, we should sue Lord Zhang’s relative. By bringing up the ironworks owner through his relative, we can then implicate the man surnamed Chen. I, Wang, have no leverage and have never intended to bring down the man surnamed Chen. I am merely helping the lord establish his authority and taking the opportunity to reclaim some of my share.”

If we directly sue Chen Zuolin, that case will be handled by Zhang Changlin, the head of the Department of Justice. They are in cahoots, and the case will probably be lost in an instant. We can only start with Zhang Changlin's relatives, then force him to recuse himself, and then shift the focus to the boss in front of the ironworks. After a feint, we will finally target the one surnamed Chen.

Of course, the man surnamed Chen will be fine. His backing is far more than just his cousin; it's a vast network of interests involving a huge conglomerate involved in ironware procurement.

“Too small.” Ronan suddenly spoke up.

Wang Zhixiao was taken aback, and even Liu Menglong was surprised.

“That's too narrow-minded. I have a big business opportunity. Are you interested, Mr. Wang?” Ronan asked.

Wang Zhixiao frowned slightly, then put on a formulaic smile, "Please enlighten me, Master Luo."

"Iron." Ronan uttered only one word.

At this point, Wang Zhixiao's smile became forced and insincere.

Ronan didn't care and continued, "The two largest ironworks in the West are my wife's businesses."

"Hahahaha." Wang Zhixiao laughed loudly. "Master Luo's words may fool northerners, but I am from Guangdong, and I make ironware. The largest ironworks in the West is in France, and it is state-owned."

Wang Zhixiao could laugh, but Liu Menglong couldn't.

Chapter 758 Sharp Eyes, Eloquent Tongue, Turning Black into White

Wang Zhixiao had initially intended to make a joke, but looking at Liu Menglong's expression, he felt increasingly uneasy.

“Oh my, I never imagined that Mr. Wang would know so much about the West.” Ronan said with a smile, looking completely embarrassed after his lie was exposed. “Actually, my wife is a French noblewoman who owns shares in a steel mill that is mostly owned by the country. She has some influence in the business. As for me, I was able to become this son-in-law because I have some technical skills.”

Wang Zhixiao pointed at Ronan, "Master Ronan, you're not being honest. I've heard that you're already in your fifties, while the ironworks of the Kingdom of Fas only rose to prominence in the Western Continent after defeating the country to its northeast and acquiring the coal mines. Could it be that you only married your young wife in your forties? If so, your eldest son is only ten years old. How could you bear to travel so far to China?"

His words were not merely a joking remark that exposed Ronan's lie, but also a subtle demonstration of his own strength.

Ronan only mentioned his age twice, once at Liu Menglong's house and the other time at the banquet a few days ago. Coincidentally, mentioning his age was also a way to demonstrate his strength. However, Ronan meant that his cultivation level was not low, while Master Wang meant that there were his people at that welcoming banquet.

"Hahaha, Mr. Wang, your insight is truly remarkable," Ronan laughed, raising his wine glass in the process.

Wang Zhixiao also raised his glass, still lowering it further to clink glasses with Ronan, "Hahaha, I can't compare to Master Luo, with his silver tongue."

“Whoever I am, I have the technology,” Ronan said.

"Having the technology alone is not enough for iron smelting and steelmaking," Wang Zhixiao said.

“There are others,” Ronan added.

At this, Wang Zhixiao was tempted, but he remained calm on the surface. "Is that all?"

Ronan shook his finger. "Of course, that's not all. There are also some Western ironware manufacturing methods and the corresponding personnel."

“Master Luo, this is tantamount to colluding with the enemy and betraying the country,” Wang Zhixiao said, his eyes sharpening.

Ronan's gaze was even sharper than his. "Master Wang, you're not a qualified businessman. A businessman only cares about whether a product can fetch a good price. Besides, what is treason to me is nothing but patriotism to you."

Wang Zhixiao breathed a sigh of relief. "Originally, I wanted to give Lord Liu and Master Luo a surprise, but I didn't expect Master Luo to give me such a big surprise. However, this matter is of great importance, so please allow me to consider it."

Crack! The wine glass shattered. Ronan looked at Wang Zhixiao and said, "Master Wang, you'd better agree."

"What do you mean?" Wang Zhixiao asked.

"The longer we wait, the more things might go wrong. What if something happens if you don't agree? If you agree now, we can discuss how to get things done. If you don't agree, we'll take you away right now," Ronan threatened directly.

"Why should I take it from you?" Wang Zhixiao retorted.

“Just because you want to falsely accuse a loyal official, you have witnesses, and as for physical evidence, a search will definitely find it, or it will not,” Ronan said. “The cousin of the current Vice Minister is definitely a very loyal official, while you, Master Wang, are definitely a treacherous merchant.”

Clap clap clap, Wang Zhixiao clapped his hands, "Impressive, impressive, Master Luo's skill in turning black into white is admirable. Alright, bring out whatever contracts you have, I'll sign them all."

“Even written agreements aren’t always reliable,” Ronan said with a smile.

The Western Continent is constantly making this agreement and that agreement, but they tear them up every few days and continue fighting without hesitation.

Liu Menglong had already started eating. Before he came, Luo Nan said he would take over the reins within ten minutes, and he actually did it.

But isn't this going a bit too far?

"Present a pledge of allegiance. The homeowner here, Master Li, is your in-law, but that's not enough. Since you're confident that we can take down that Boss Chen and quickly seize a share, it means you've also united with some people. Call them all over. Our Lord Liu wants to have a good talk with them about how to make the people of Foshan live a more stable and prosperous life."

Ronan said.

No matter how many promises Wang Zhixiao made, even if they were written in the contract, they were unreliable. A businessman, even if he didn't immediately buy Liu Menglong out, would at least be willing to change his mind depending on the wind. Only by playing the bad guy and betraying his ally could he be completely tied to Liu Menglong's ship, and only then would Ronan feel at ease using him.

"Master Luo, do you really not trust me?" Wang Zhixiao questioned.

Ronan didn't answer at all, but simply held up one finger. "One minute. If you don't act within one minute, I'll kill everyone here, men, women, and children, and then let you out alone. Afterwards, we'll say that Master Li assassinated the Magistrate with the intention of rebellion, and we were forced to defend ourselves. Master Li is a relative by marriage, and you are the enemy of that ironworks boss, Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen also has some connections with the head of the Ministry of Justice. Presumably, this case can be made airtight. If you don't offer a pledge of allegiance, our Lord Liu will consider you as such."

At this moment, Liu Menglong truly witnessed Ronan's ruthless decisiveness.

This further solidified my suspicion.

But now he was even more confused as to why Ronan had come to be his advisor.

At the same time, Wang Zhixiao was sighing.

“Master Wang, I said I would give you a life of wealth and honor, so just accept it. Making money is something you can do, even if you have to kneel, it’s not shameful. Besides, since Lord Liu and you are meeting today, you’re completely tied to each other now, there’s no turning back. Try to think positively, people in their forties shouldn’t fight over trivial matters.”

Ronan comforted her.

Wang Zhixiao stood up, his composure restored somewhat. "Today, I, Wang, have broadened my horizons. I've learned that there are masters like Master Luo in the world. Fine, I'll take this money, and no one can stop me."

Ronan also had a friendly expression on his face. "By the way, go out and order a few more dishes. These duck gizzards don't keep up with the demand."

And so, Wang Zhixiao passed away.

After Wang Zhixiao left, a maid brought up another plate of cold dishes and then left. After she left, Liu Menglong looked at Luo Nan and asked, "Brother Luo, is it really that person?"

"Brother Liu, you're only finding out now? I thought you made me your advisor because you already knew me," Ronan said, acknowledging the situation.