I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 156 The President's Reward

Can't find a partner? Ha, with that mouth of yours, I bet you'll be single forever.

Olivia's temple twitched slightly as she resisted the urge to kick Ron.

Under the light, the student council president slightly raised her smooth chin, revealing her delicate profile, and then she threatened fiercely:
"Ron, if you keep spouting nonsense to me, you can forget about getting paid!"

There are advantages to not being able to find a partner.
For example, there is no need to maintain one's outward image at all.

Upon hearing this, Ron was greatly alarmed and quickly said:

"I'm sorry, President."

Upon hearing this, the black-haired woman revealed an extremely satisfied expression.

"If you don't pay me a salary or give me any bonuses, I'll have no choice but to go and rely on the Holy See, where I can live on a monthly stipend of 100,000 gold lions and stay in a big villa every day!"

Olivia's face froze for a moment; she was so angry she almost twisted her nose out.

You little rascal, you actually want to betray us!

Seeing the blond boy's defiant expression, the student council president's breathing became heavier.

She suspected that Ron was implying she was stingy.

Despite making so many contributions, all I received was a raise and a promotion.

They even used the Vatican as an example to threaten him and demand rewards.

Unfortunately, there was no evidence to support her speculation.

"Ron, it's not that the president doesn't want to give you a reward, it's just that..."

"You're too young; thinking about these things all the time is bad for your health!"

At this point, Olivia was somewhat speechless.

Your trusted subordinate is at an age where he's eager to prove himself, so what should you, as a strong and domineering female boss, do to reward him?

The president has unique insights into this matter.

She had heard from that slut before that some teenagers in puberty have deeply hidden perverted desires.

Their desires for money and status will decrease significantly, and they may even show a disdainful attitude.

However, these people have an inseparable obsession and delusion about certain things.

Thoughts flashed like lightning, and Olivia felt her intelligence working wildly in her brain as she found the weakness to deal with Ron.

Then, without saying a word, she put her two long legs on the desk.

The tall leather boots drew an arc in mid-air, their tight fit around the calves showcasing a graceful, supple curve.

The shimmering silver heels, adorning the small, exquisite leather boots, added a touch of glamour to their owner.

Two tall boots were placed together, and the perfectly curved calves and the taut, strong thighs, still visible even under the fabric, swayed slightly.

It's as if with just a gentle tug, you could hold this slender, taut object in your hands and play with it for a lifetime.

"You can start licking it then, consider it a reward."

If he actually dares to do that, I'll use a memory spell to take a picture of it, so that this guy will always annoy me!

Olivia gritted her teeth, her gaze drifting away to the side.

This is what subordinates who are itching to take action look like.
Virgins are like that too.
Isn't it just that they like these two things?

This time, it was Olivia's wisdom that triumphed!
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Hey! What are you saying, you little brat!

Upon hearing this, Ron felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had suffered the most vicious insult in the world.

Because the boy knew exactly what he had encountered.

That's the legendary unspoken rule of the office!
At that moment, he saw foolishness, shallow and shameful trust, and severe discrimination against her subordinates in Olivia's behavior.

"I, Ron Griffith, have risked my life and completed mission after mission, not for justice, but for your long legs?" The blond boy clutched his chest at the thought, his heart aching beyond measure.

First of all, Ron must admit that he is a decent cadre who can withstand this test.

But then again
That's just a cheap heel; at least it should be a tall boot!
"President, what do you mean by this?"

Ron tilted his head, looking completely innocent, as if he didn't understand why Olivia was crossing her legs.

Upon hearing this, the black-haired woman sneered inwardly and said angrily:
"Ron, stop pretending with me. Don't think I don't know your dark thoughts."

"Let me tell you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There's no point in pretending anymore."

Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes widened in disbelief, revealing an innocent and adorable expression of naivety.

“Ms. Olivia, you seem to have some misunderstanding about me. I have no ulterior motives for joining the Stardust Order.”

Still pretending to be stupid with me!

Show off your shamelessness, I'll show you!

Seeing this, the black-haired woman was furious. Her chest heaved violently, and she seemed about to lose her temper. She said angrily:
"You still dare to say you don't have any dark thoughts? You little brat, do you want to lick my feet?"

"And do you also want to play LoL in front of me, huh!?"

"I've seen plenty of virgins like you. Now tell me the truth!"

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately looked confused.

"President, what do licking feet and playing LoL in front of you mean?"

He scratched his head, looking very troubled, and said:
Should I ask the other members of the Stardust Society?

"Take Intelligence Minister Gloria, for example; she must know a lot."

Upon hearing these familiar and utterly formulaic lines, the black-haired woman's amber eyes suddenly became incredibly clear, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

Oh no, I've been tricked again!

To be honest, she has indeed improved a lot this time compared to before, even going so far as to use her two long legs as bait.
Unfortunately, Ron's feigned ignorance was even better.

"Don't!!!"

Olivia quickly put her long legs down and exclaimed in surprise, but then she realized that something was wrong.

If she remembered correctly, Ron's original purpose in coming was to celebrate his own birthday.

But why did you get so angry so quickly after being happy?

With her amber eyes fixed on Ron's upturned lips, Olivia sneered and vanished from the spot.

Suddenly, a fist loomed large in Ron's eyes, impossible to dodge or avoid.

A touch.

The blond boy's body, along with Olivia's frustration, was embedded in the wall.

In this situation, the president's unparalleled wisdom told her that it was time to use her invincible power.

The scenery in the office rushed past, and before Ron could react, he felt an excruciating pain in the golden retriever's head.

After he struggled to climb out of the wall, he saw Olivia looking refreshed as she unwrapped the peach cake and wine, taking bites of cake and sips of wine.

In less than half a minute, the peach cake was completely devoured by the student council president, and the precious bottle of wine was even more pitiful, as the black-haired woman drank it all in one gulp.

"Mmm, ah, this is really good wine!"

"It has the rich aroma of roasted acorns and the fresh scent of wind blowing through the grass. Ron, where did you buy it? Can you get a few more bottles?"

Olivia gave a satisfied sigh as she watched Ron dusting off his clothes.

The blond boy was slightly taken aback, then honestly replied:
"Oh? You mean that bottle of wine? My neighbor gave it to me. It's over two hundred years old, so it has no expiration date. Who knows if it's still drinkable?"

"I figured keeping it would be a waste, so I just brought it over to you, Chairman. You won't drink yourself to death anyway."

(End of this chapter)