Alabastan, rainy ground.

This was once the base camp of Clockdal, but now it is the fief given to Earl of Galen by the King of Alabastan.

The birth of the Lord of Rainland is quite a bit of news locally.

As the horrific news of Clockdal's death came out, the prosperous port city had many more journalists coming from all over the world.

"Yes, I have always regarded myself as a law-abiding citizen."

Galen had a warm smile on her face, and her gorgeous armor reflected a dazzling light under the flash:

"Crokdal is a huge cancer of a harmonious society. It not only brings great disasters to the safety of the lives and property of the Alabama people, but also nakedly challenges the ruling order of the world government franchises system."

"To do a slack effort to eliminate such criminals hated by the people is the responsibility and obligation of every law-abiding citizen."

The reporters buried their heads in recording Garen's long speech. They have been on the Great Channel for most of their lives and have never seen such a person interviewed by reporters.

Soon someone asked a more acute question:

"Lord of the Rainland."

The reporter called out the honorary title Garen had just obtained:

"After all, you are killing the King Xia Qiwuhai, recognized by the world government. Will you go to the opposite side of the world government?"

"How is that possible?"

Garen waved his hand and said with a serious expression:

"I said I am a law-abiding citizen, how could I be an enemy of the world government that represents justice and order?"

"Since that's the case"

The reporter's tone was even more aggressive, and the problems were full of traps:

"Lord, why don't you join the Navy directly?"

"Don't join the navy, does it mean that you still have a certain degree of opinion on the world government?"

“Absolutely not.”

Garen's smile on his face was even more false, and he just replied meticulously:

"I'll ask this journalist friend, don't always think about making big news."

"I am the legal lord of Alabastan, a franchise of the world government, and can chat and laugh with King Wallace of the East China Sea. How can I have an objection to the world government?"

After saying that, Galen turned around and left in a flash with a smile on his face.

Although the reporters were still unsatisfied with the desire to catch up and ask questions, Garen's subordinates who had been ready to go kept them firmly outside.

After quitting everyone's sight, the elegant and restrained smile on Garen's face collapsed.

It was not because Galen was numb to deal with the reporters, but because the only fierce person in the company who could suppress him was sitting in the backstage with a gloomy face.

"Lord of Rainland?"

Miss Nami held her chest with her hands and gave Garen a look with displeasure:

"You're still here."

"Next, will you be promoted to Alabastan's son-in-law?"

"Hahaha"

"Then, how is that possible?"

Galen laughed dryly and explained in a hurry:

"It's all work necessary to stay here as a lord."

"We are just pure friends. Just like you and Vivi, we are all good friends."

"Besides, how can I not want such a good place in the rain?"

"Nami, do you know how much tax can be collected here in a year? And the legacy of Clockdal left here, that's it."

Unfortunately, money can no longer tempt Nami now.

"snort!"

Nami just snorted coldly and continued to act coldly, silently enjoying Garen's careful attitude in front of her.

Seeing the embarrassment on the face of the powerful boss who could defeat the Seven Warriors Sea, the secretary Miss Robin, who stood quietly beside her, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled.

Robin has followed so many bosses over the years, and Garen can be said to be the strongest and most powerful among them;

But Galen didn't have the airs of being a strong man at all. Not only did he not ignore emotions like those heroes, but he was very considerate and cared for the women around him, and even patiently endured the temper of a minor girl, Nami.

This was an incredible thing in Robin's eyes.

So, Robin gradually got used to and fell in love with the warm atmosphere of working under Galen.

After watching Garen and Nami's cold war routine for a while, Robin finally walked up to interrupt the meaningless conversation between the two, and said to Garen:

“Galen.”

According to Garen, Robin does not call him the boss:

"Does the reporter who just said rudely needs to put him on the blacklist?"

Seeing that Garen was going to handle the serious business, Nami, the boss of the company, was tactful and stopped getting angry anymore, just quietly retreated aside.

"blacklist?"

Garen shook his head and said:

"Don't overestimate the integrity of this journalist scum."

"If he doesn't allow him to attend a press conference, he will write things even more unpleasantly."

"That"

Robin looked at Garen, but was just curiously waiting for Garen's solution.

Galen paused and said without hesitation:

"There are young journalists who like to engage in conspiracy theories just to attract attention and increase sales and make money."

"Put the red envelopes thicker and block this guy's mouth."

"If you really can't, you can stuff other people's red envelopes a little thicker, and you can submerge him with a large number of positive reports."

"OK."

Robin nodded and recorded the incident on the agenda on his hand.

Although it was not convenient for her to show up outside, Robin's extraordinary wisdom, profound knowledge and capable skills he had learned from years of ups and downs, made her soon become Galen's most capable assistant.

Garen's commands can always be conveyed and implemented from Robin at the fastest speed and highest efficiency.

But after listening to Garen's instructions this time, Robin couldn't help but feel some slandering about Garen:

Although my boss is so young, he doesn’t know where he learned a set of unethical public opinion propaganda skills;

With such a bad idea from Galen, this red envelope culture will soon spread throughout the great channel in the future.

Robin shook his head helplessly, then turned around and prepared to leave to convey Garen's orders.

But Robin didn't take a few steps, but the strange cry of the phone worm came from her.

This is not Robin's phone bug, but the phone bug stored by Garen, the boss, on his secretary.

"Hello?"

Robin found the phone from his body and took the microphone dutifully:

"Hello, I am the secretary of Garen, the Lord of Rainland."

"Who are you?"

The facial features revealed by the phone bug alone are not enough to recognize Robin's identity, and the world government is even more unlikely to know the sound of adult Robin, so Robin boldly helped Garen to handle various telephone information.

But the words from the other end of the phone made Robin's face stiffen immediately.

"Okay, OK."

Robin suppressed the panic in his heart, but his tone was unchanged and replied:

"I'll call Garen for you right away."

As he said that, Robin walked to Garen in three steps and then handed the phone in his hand to Garen with a serious expression.

Galen took the phone worm with a little body temperature, and looked at Robin with confusion:

"You're wearing a tight dress today, not even a pocket on your body, and the skirt is even shorter than Nami."

"Where are you hiding this phone bug?"

Hearing Garen's words, the nervousness on Robin's face disappeared.

Robin couldn't help but turn cold and said calmly:

"Boss, you don't have to worry about this!"
To be continued...