Chapter 928: Smike’s Trophies (please collect, recommend and vote)

For Sergei Smike, this place is actually more like his home. Although the manor carries his trophy mentality, after all, it once belonged to someone else. Although it has been rebuilt according to his wishes, every time When he walked in, he had the feeling that the previous owner had not left.

It's just that Katya insists on living there, and he does have an indescribable sense of satisfaction, especially when he is pressed on Katya in the master bedroom, he always wants to shout, 'Nikolai you see it? ’

Everything there, including Katya, is just his trophy, and this villa he bought after he became Zetlov's executive is where he can really relax.

“Honey, I made dinner today when I knew you were coming back. Do you want to try it?” The woman named Carolina snuggled next to him and leaned her 36D on the other person’s arm.

Smike smiled. He knew very well that the woman next to him couldn't cook at all. What she called dinner was just putting the food from the restaurant on the plate.

He is well aware of this woman's little thoughts, but he has no intention of exposing her. He enjoys the other party's painstaking efforts to please her. He is constantly guessing about his own emotions and preferences. It seems that he can do anything to please himself.

Even Carolina once brought her little sister back for her to enjoy. She was a little girl of 15 or 16, like a newly ripe fruit, green and full of unusual vitality.

Smack understands what Carolina is thinking, ‘Everything I do is to make you have fun, as long as you are satisfied. ’

But Smike also knew that the other party did this just because he was rich and hoped to get more benefits from him, including various luxury goods, luxury watches, sports cars, and even people helping her arrange fashion resources.

Taking the wine glass handed over by the other party, Smike took a sip of the red wine in the glass. Carolina's hand slid down his collar to the waistband. Seeing that the man had no objection, Katerina stood up from the sofa. It slipped.

Smike tasted the top-quality red wine, made a downward movement with his free left hand, and then let out a sigh of contentment.

 His mood has been really bad these days, and he just needs a channel to vent.

 …

 After a while, the two people, who had changed their clothes, sat at the dining table and began to enjoy the dinner prepared by Carolina.

Smike was eating while listening to the other person chattering non-stop. He didn't feel annoyed. Compared with Katya's gentleness and silence, he felt that this was more like a home.

 “Do you remember my sister Bolan?”, Carolina seemed a little excited.

 Smike shook his head in agreement, "How do I know who it is if you don't tell me the name."

“Marianka Kinia, she was a model like me when she was in Poland.” Carolina stretched her legs out from under the table and rubbed her toes upwards from Smike’s calves.

Such an obvious hint immediately made Smike recall that it was the little roast chicken.

Most of the women around him were arranged by Zetloff's public relations manager, Anton Kocher, who died in Warsaw. He nodded to show that he remembered.

 “Marianka is actually going to be on the cover of Runway’s Italian issue.” The woman’s tone was obviously jealous and coquettish.

"Oh?" Smike raised his head to express his surprise. Although Runway magazine was nothing to him, it was the publishing group behind it that aroused his interest, but he also knew the reason for being in this magazine. Covering is not an easy thing.

  That little model Marianka didn’t know which tree she climbed up to get such an opportunity. Smike smiled. Of course, if you want something in return, you need to pay, and the only bargaining chip the girl can give is herself. She doesn't know what kind of torture she was made for this cover.

“You also want to be on the cover of Runway?” Smike asked knowingly. Of course this was the reason why the woman mentioned this matter.

Looking at Carolina's hopeful eyes, Smike was thinking about other things. Although the death of Anton Kocher could not cause Zetlov to have much fluctuation, after all, the public relations department was not a very important department.

It's just that without Anton Kocher, some problems need to be solved by him, such as bribery and other tasks. It seems that it is not as easy to do as before. Just like this trip to New York, if the other party is still alive, at least there will be no one. There is no one to speak for them.

 Smike looked at Carolina, "You said before that you graduated from the University of Warsaw?"

Carolina didn’t understand what the other party meant, but nodded with confusion, “Yes, it’s just that you can’t find a job after graduating from college, so you might as well make money as a model.”

“My company needs a public relations manager now, do you want to try it out?” Smike seemed to be saying something trivial, but Carolina’s eyes were already wide.

Smike also came up with it on the spur of the moment. Although the public relations department is not as important as other departments, it is still in contact with the most secretive aspects of the group and himself, so he must have someone he can trust.

It is for this reason that he has been unable to decide on a candidate.

Now he suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was very suitable. The public relations department was not only concerned with money and women, but also involved dealing with the news media.

As for other things like maintaining personal relationships, these Zetlovs have fixed procedures, and they just need to follow the work flow.

Carolina is a woman who is completely controlled by Smike. She has no worries about whether the other person is loyal to her. In addition, her academic qualifications are not low, and her image is much better than Anton Kocher.

Carolina was looking for the thought that flashed through her mind. She was faced with a choice, whether to continue to be a canary being raised by others or to take another path.

With the former option, she could make money just by lying down, but it was not a long-term solution. She didn’t know whether she was the first woman in this villa, but she would definitely not be the last.

But she also knows that this position is not easy to fill, and she also knows that the previous manager died unexpectedly. To put it bluntly, this public relations manager is the department that uses various means to deal with the Zetlov Group's troubles, some of which are legal and some illegal. of.

“How about it, do you want to think about it? If you are interested, I can arrange for you to be on the cover of Runway France.”

This is not a reward to the other party, but a publicity tool. After that, Smike needs Carolina to set up her own model economics department. The previous method of Anton Kocher’s paying to find people needs to be abandoned.

Of course, it was impossible for Carolina to refuse this suggestion that could change her life. She was even worried that the other party was just acting on a whim and would not dare to think about it again.

"Are you really not considering it? I'm doing this for your own good." Smike had already put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "This job is very important, so I won't accept resignation. The only way you can leave is to be turned into a corpse and thrown into the incinerator."

 He looked at the other person calmly and his tone was as usual.