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Judul : The Vampire's Crade
Bagian: 17 Chapter
Status: Tamat
Author: Aninong_Manunulat
translator Ina: PenaJingga_

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Sasuke's brief thought. This fan fiction isn't mine,it's by Liljn, who kindly gave me the opportunity to translate it. I hope you like it.

You can find the original work on the website fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12018955/1/Se-questo-%C3%A8-amore

The family are now waiting for the 12 midnight to strike. They wait while chatting and chatting until Rei's private phone ring that all the family members are now looking to her directions.

"Ring, ring, ring" all of them automatically turn their heads where Rei seat because they know it's her private number or her number as R 

"M----my boyfriend called me" they nodded "so I'm going to answer it alright?" they nodded again.

----Phone call----

"Hello My Love, it's already Christmas here"

"For us not yet, we still waiting for an hour before Christmas"

"I see. You mention we, so you're family is with you right now?"

"Yup, yup. Wanna great them?"

"Eh?"

"Ha, ha, don't worry they already know that you're my boyfriend but they're still not aware of your identity"

"I see but I don't know how to speak your dialects?"

"It's alright just great them using the Basic of Universal Language and don't worry about Mei because she knows Senian Language"

"I see and w-----wait let me prepare"

"Ha, ha, just relax alright"

"Uh-uh"

"Then I give you to my mother first"

"Aahh, alright"

"Ma and guys my boyfriend want to greet you but don't interrogate him alright , especially you Mei" all of them nodded and smiling while Tae didn't understand anything since Rei said it using her dialect.

"Alright here you're first Ma"

Aya : Geez Rei, hello?

Tae : H----hello Mrs. Din, I'm Rei's boyfriend and Advance Merry Christmas

Aya. : Same to you Mr. Boyfriend and Merry Christmas. Please Love my daughter wholeheartedly (and Mei automatically translate it louder so that Tae can understand it).

Tae : Thank you Mrs. Din and yes I will love her wholeheartedly (said it in a broken universal language)

Aya : You're welcome, next will be Rei elder brother and his family (then pass the phone to El which the two become silent all of sudden).

El : ...…

Tae : ....

Ren : geez Dad, here give me the phone (offering of his hand to his Dad for the phone)

El : here

Ren : Hello Mr. Boyfriend, I'm Ren Auntie Rei favorite nephew, Advance Merry Christmas

Tae : Marry Christmas, so how old are you? (broken universal language)

Ren : Mom let me help translate it.

Mei : Okay on standby my dear

Ren : (said in Universal Language while Mei translate it right away) I can't tell you how old I am Uncle since Auntie Rei told us that she will introduce you at the right time so I will also introduce myself to you at the right time, okay?

Tae : (Understand since he heard Mei and forgot since he used his own language) it's okay boy-a I understand and yes I will wait for the right time that your Auntie preferred to introduce me.

Ren : (heard the language and didn't understand so he complain) Mom and Aunt Rei I didn't understand anything, Uncle speak an alien language as what you speak awhile ago.

Rei : Ha, ha, ha, my, my. Give me the phone first. I will set on the phone hands free.

Ren : Thank you Auntie 

Rei : Since it's almost Christmas then I will give you the chance to talk to him but never ask his identity alright?

Kids : Yes Auntie

Rei : How about you guys?

Mei : Let the kids talk to him first and for us it's alright since you will introduce him to us at the right time, right?

Rei : Thanks Mei off course I will. Now you will translate what the kids said and I will translate what he said.

Mei : Okay, I'm in

Kids : Thank you Aunt Mei/Mom and Aunt Rei

Rei : (thinking how to call his boyfriend to avoid being identified) so One?

Tae : (caught off guard) e----eh Rei?

Rei : My family give the chance for the Kids to talk with you but don't worry the kids and your conversation will be translated and then I will be the one translating you of what you want to convey to them.

Tae : Thanks Rei but what are we talking about?

Rei : Just random topics or just answered what the kids going to ask with you.

Tae : Okay

Rei : So you're ready?

Tae : Yes, I'm in

Rei : So guys who's going to be first

Lynel : (directly raise her hand) me, me Aunt Rei.

Rei : Okay go ahead.

The conversation would be Senians Language to Ceno Language and both will be translated by Rei and Mei. Rei will translate Tae from Senian to Ceno while Mei will translate the kids conversation from Ceno to Senian.

Lynel : Hello Uncle Merry Christmas

Tae : Hello and Merry Christmas.

Lynel : I know Aunt Rei just waiting at the right time to introduce you to us but well I'm Lynel, ha, ha nice to meet you Uncle.

Tae : Nice to meet you too Lynel

Lynel : Ha, ha you have a nice voice Uncle even though I didn't understand anything

Tae : Same to you Lynel and do you mind to tell me how old are you?

Lynel : Of course I will, he, he I will be turning 5 around June next year together with my older sister Ellyn. Well the two of us are identical twins so if you will see us you might confuse who is who.

Tae : Yeah, I heard it from Rei. Well let's see that someday if I will be confuse who is who.

Lynel : Ha, ha, ha of course you will Uncle. My Dad and Mom are still confuse who is who. Mama Grand, Aunt Rei and Aunt Mei are the one who would never confuse who is who

Tae : I see but what if Uncle might get it right?

Lynel : You're going to challenge it Uncle?

Tae : I will try, so what's the price if I get it right?

Lynel : A kiss on checks from me but wait how do I kiss you Uncle if I'm here and you there?


Tae : Well let's just think that one when it comes.

Lynel : Aahh, that's right, that's right Ah by the way Uncle?

Tae : Mmm, what is it Lynel?

Lynel : I, Sis Ellyn, Bro Ken, Bro Ren and Auntie Rei will be going for a walk tomorrow or maybe shopping since Aunt Rei just got back after almost three years since she's away with us.

Tae : You must really miss your Auntie that much right?

Lynel : Uh-uh, imagined Aunt Rei left us when I and Sis Ellyn just turn 2 that year.

Tae : I see but your Aunt never miss a video call every week.

Lynel : Uh-uh but it's kind of different, I mean I can talk to Auntie but talking personally is different because I can hug and kiss Aunt Rei.

A chic and quite type but also a petite, slim and cute lady who happened to meet her destine partner without knowing that this man will be her first and last man. Not only that, she will also be the wife of her long time pop idol since high school. 

From watching him only on TV and Monitor to be personally meet him personally.

Din Lou Rei at the age of 27 got married to her long time pop idol Jun Tae Woo, who is also known to be a chic and quiet type, who happened to be exactly like Din Lou Rei.

But before she will meet her destined one, she will be experience first what a painful love feel and got cheated on.

Who will get in love first, Din Lou Rei or Jun Tae Woo?

Who will confess first and how the two of them will meet when the two of them living in different country? Not city but a county.

Stay up to date.

Dear readers that have been reading this translated novel. I have read all the comments and reviews from all of you. Thank you very much from the bottom of my heart. However, I would like to clarify one thing. This is a translated novel, and yes it is true that I got it from novel updates But I do not copy any of the translation from the translator webpage. And as a reader said that I stole from that webpage, I am sorry, I have read the novel long ago from the webpage but the translator has been on hiatus for long, and I am also waiting for her update but because of the waiting is too long, I decided to translate it myself. So, I started translated using this platform. Therefore, it is not allowed to translate the novel, I will completely cut of this translation novel and give way for the other webpage. Hence, I am still new to this industry of writing, translating, and reading, so please forgive me for my mistakes. Sincerely, thank you.<3..

p/s: I am not a native English speaker neither I can speak Chinese, what I translate is actually from google translate and with me editing the sentence structure.Heheheheh.

In her past life Gu Wei Wei’s heart was dug out by the man she loved, and transplanted into her best friend’s body. However, after rebirth she become Hua country’s number one conglomerate, Fu Han Zheng’s little girlfriend. She is being careful trying to take revenge against the people that hurt her. He protects her everywhere, pamper her to the extreme. Everyone said that Fu Han Zheng is cold and without emotion. That perfect husband that everyday tease her until she blushes and her heart beat, pamper her regardless anything, is it a fake husband?

“Sir, there are rumors between madam and the current popular male actor, CP ¹ was already formed.”

“Kill that male actor ! ”

“That’s your brother.”

“…..Then just beat him to death.”

CP: is the internet slang to describe couples in movies or TVs or real life couple. Normally it’s a fans made couple of two actors that they wish could be together in real life.

Welp, my laptop crashed. Fuck yeah! Writings going to be extra slow for a bit, I've gotten my old desktop set up but its in a really awkard position so it ain't really that comfortable to sit at.


I've already taken it to the shop bu its going to take a bit, at least a week for me to get any news on it. Chapters should still be coming out during this time on Webnovel but for my patre-on don't expect too much to be released on there till I get it back.


Fuck technology man, fuck it.
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The next few weeks flew by in a blur, and before I knew it, December was upon us, and Christmas break was rapidly approaching. Unfortunately, translating the journal was proving harder than I imagined, as my friends didn't have much time to help. It seemed like our teachers resented the two weeks we would be missing and were determined to force everyone to make up for the time we would be missing. 

One night I found myself pouring over the journal in the Ravenclaw common room. Sick of trying to translate the scribbled writings of a madman, I rubbed my eyes in frustration.

Across from me I heard someone snicker, really annoyed at whoever was mocking my struggles, I turned and found Jessica sitting on the couch across from me acting all innocent.

Scowling at her, I complained, "Stop distracting me, I'm trying to concentrate."

Smirking at me, Jessica teased, "What's wrong? Finally, come across something you aren't instantly good at."

Pointing towards the journal, I grumbled, "Oh shut up, you can't imagine how difficult this is."

Jessica came over and sat next to me and asked, "What are you doing? That doesn't look like any of the homework we have to turn in. Unless you're taking a class I'm unaware of."

Glaring hatefully at the journal, I replied, "It's not; it's a personal project. I'm trying to translate this old journal I found. It's been incredibly difficult to translate."

 Curious, Jessica asked, "What language is it in."

Closing the journal in frustration, I replied, "Latin."

Jessica's green eyes twinkled, and a delighted look appeared on her face. Shooting me a smug grin, she bragged, "Looks like I finally found something that I'm better at than you. I just so happen to be fluent in Latin."

Wanting to defend myself, I argued, "I wouldn't necessarily say that your better at this than me; I just haven't learned Latin yet."

Examining her pink fingertips like she didn't have a care in the world, she asked innocently, "Is that anyway to ask someone a favor?"

Fighting an urge to strangle her, I had mentally weighed my desire to have the journal translated or telling her to stuff it. In the end, I decided that having the journal translated was more important to me.

Sliding the journal over, I asked, "Do you think you could translate it for me."

Leaning forward, Jessica carefully opened the journal and started perusing the journal. After a few minutes, I asked impatiently, "Well, can you understand it?"

Flipping her long raven-hair to the side, she looked up and grinned mischievously, "Sure, but I seem to remember some a promise you made earlier in the year to help me out with my spell work. So, I propose a trade, I'll translate this for you, and you help me out with my transfiguration."

Not seeing any issues, I replied, "Deal."

Always happy to practice magic, I asked, "Want to get started right now."

Beaming at me, she replied, "Sure, I'd love to."

Not sure where to begin, I asked, "What do you even need help my help with? From what I've seen, you seem to be ahead of the rest of our peers."

 Jessica huffed and replied immediately, " Not as far ahead as you are."

Jessica paused for a moment gathering her thoughts before saying, "I don't know? How about explaining how you don't seem to have any trouble when Professor McGonagall moves you on to a new object. When you moved on from matches to feathers, it didn't seem to faze you at all. Every time I move to a new object, it's like I regress back to the beginning, and it takes me awhile to get the hang of it all over again.  How do you do it?"

As Jessica grumbled, I considered her complaint before carefully responding, "I don't think I should be the standard that you compare yourself to. It's not really a fair comparison."

Jessica's green eyes narrowed dangerously after hearing my response. Holding up my hand to stop her protest, I went on, "I'm not bragging, I just have a thorough understanding of my abilities. If you compare yourself to all the other students in our year, I'd imagine that you are one of the top students."

Jessica's jaw clenched in annoyance, and she asked, "Are you going to help me or not?"

Seeing how stubborn she was being, I decided she needed a small demonstration. So, I said, "It all comes down to the mathematical transfiguration formula." Pulling out a quill and some parchment, I quickly wrote out, T = (W*C/V*A)Z. 

Seeing the formula, she groaned, "Of course, I know the stupid formula. T is the final representation of the transfigured object. W represents your wand power, which is based on the individual traits of a wand, such as wood type, core, thickness and length, C is mental concentration, V represents viciousness, which represents the liveliness of an object, A is the mass of the object and Z is currently an unknown factor. We know it affects the formula, but no one has figured it out.

Nodding in agreement, I said, "Exactly, that is what I use to help with my transfiguration."

Jessica sputtered in protest, "But it's just a theoretical representation of the spell, it doesn't actually do anything."

Shaking my head in disagreement, I said, "You're missing the point, while it's true you technically don't actually need the formula. It still gives you a good indication how much concentration and energy to use in the spell. Transfiguration is one of the most difficult branches of magic, it's not like the other disciplines at all, if you put too much energy in, or too little, and things can go seriously wrong with the spell. Not to mention the enormous amount of mental concentration that you need to have when picturing the transfiguration. Mastering the formula is half the battle because it lets you free up some of your concentration so that you can focus more on the actual transfiguration."

Mulling over my words, she questioned, "But last week when you were given a new object, I didn't see you do any calculation."

Raising my eyebrow at her, I asked, "Are you sure about that? Just how close have you been watching me."

Her face reddened, and she sputtered, "I always keep a close eye on my competition, and I'm sure you didn't do any calculations."

Knowing that she wouldn't be satisfied unless I revealed the truth, but also not wanting to crush her dream of outperforming me I gently said,  "I did do the calculation, I just did it in my head, it only took about 20 seconds. I've always had a good head for numbers."

Jessica looked shaken at my explanation, and after a moment, she replied weakly, "But, its not just a matter of doing the calculations. There is information that is specific to every object; you need to find before doing the calculation, like the mass, and the viciousness of the object."

Shaking my head gently, I informed her. "Remember, the formula doesn't have to be exact, all the formula really indicates is how difficult the spell is going to be, and it's a good estimate on how much energy you need to put into the spell. So, when you're figuring out the mass if you're close that's fine, and I have been practicing estimating the mass of objects. As for figuring out the level of viciousness an object has. I have a near perfect memory, and there are books that give out the level of viciousness of all sorts of material. For example, let's say you're trying to transfigure stone; it's viciousness's base level is 1.5. Now having done all that, all I have to do is plug in the numbers and run the calculations in my head. That's why you don't ever see me calculating the formula in class."

For the first time since I had known her, some of the fire left her eyes, and she hopelessly mumbled, "How the hell am I supposed to compete with that. I'm never going to be able to catch up."

See her crestfallen expression made me sympathize with her. I knew she was under tremendous pressure from her parents to be number 1 in our class. Knowing that she needed a push, I said, "All you need to do is practice."

She scoffed at me, and bitterly replied, "How is practice going to help me? There is no way I can do the formula in my head."

Shaking my head, I replied, "Sure you can, when you were younger, and you start learning how to do basic mathematics, I imagine, you had to do the problems on parchment. But eventually, you got good enough to do it in your head. This is no difference, it may take you longer to get down, but if you do it enough, I'm sure you can do it."

Mulling over my words, some of the fire came back to her eyes, and looking me in the eyes she swore, "Just you wait, one day I'm going to surpass you, and the top spot will be mine."

Glad she was back to her normal self, I smirked and teased, "I'll be waiting."

We spent the rest of the evening practicing; I was surprised how much fun we had. I love hanging out with my other friends, but they just don't have the same passion about learning magic, but I found with Jessica, a kindred spirit for discovering the deeper mysteries of magic.

The next day I found my friends and told them the good news about Jessica being able to help translate the journal and that hopefully, she would have it finished before we left for the winter holiday.  

Alicia let out a sigh of relief and said, "Thank heavens, I have had enough of trying to translate the writings of a madman."

Cedric silently nodded in agreement, but Anna narrowed her eyes and whispered, "You didn't tell her everything, did you? What makes you think you can trust her? She could give the journal to anyone."

Defending myself, I said, "Of course not, I just told her it's an old journal I was trying to translate. Besides, she wouldn't do that; I bet you would like her, she is pretty interesting to hang out with."

Anna's lavender eyes glared balefully at me, and she said through her gritted teeth, "I doubt it."

I was a little confused about Anna's reaction; this was supposed to be good news. Just the other day, she was complaining about being forced to learn Latin on top of Arabic. Now we would have the journal translated in a couple of weeks, and she didn't have to do a thing. What was she so annoyed about?

 I sent a wordless plea for help towards Cedric; he always seemed to know how to diffuse Anna when she got worked up. Across the table, Cedric looked at me with pity, next to him was Alicia, who looked amused by the whole situation.  

Luckily, Cedric came to my timely rescue like the good bro that he was and quickly changed the subject to the upcoming quidditch match later today. He said, "So who do you think is going to win later today, Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?" 

Anna looked annoyed at the obvious change of subject, but before she could say anything, Alicia piped up and said, "Gryffindor, of course, we've got the best team." Shooting me a sly grin she added, Besides, you know Ravenclaw students are too busy with their noses in books, to be competitive quidditch players."

Even though I knew Alicia was trying to get a rise out of me, I decided that her quip needed answering, Sneering back at her I said, "Oh ya, I'm surprised your dull-headed team can even find their way to the quidditch field."

Anna, always happy to smear the Gryffindors, let go of her annoyance of the quick topic change and added slyly, "The best team? Didn't Slytherin flatten you guys earlier this year?  I think that it is pretty obvious that Slytherin is the best team."

Cedric wanting to defend the Hufflepuff team, shook his head and added, "I don't know if I would agree with you on that. I think that Hufflepuff might have a shot at the cup this year."

Anna and Alicia looked at each other in astonishment, then simultaneously burst out laughing. A stubborn look appeared on Cedric's face, and he defended, "You never know, it could be their year." Shooting me a look of hope, he added, "Right, Alex?"

It took all of my willpower not to make a face at his declaration of a possible victory for the Hufflepuff team. For the first time in a while, one of my rules to live by, flashed across my mind. 

Rule 51, always backup your bro, no matter what, even if he's delusional."

Hoping that my friends couldn't tell that the big smile I had on was fake, I nodded sagely and said as earnestly as possible, "Absolutely, all that would have to happen, is for Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Slytherin to lose the rest of their matches, Why Hufflepuff pretty much has the championship locked down.

 Anna and Alicia shot each other looks of confusion; they couldn't tell if I was serious or not. After a moment they both scoffed, and the lighthearted bickering continued. As I watched my friends continue arguing about who has the best team and who would win the quidditch cup, I couldn't help but smile and be grateful for the friends I had.

What would you do if you were reborn inside the Harry Potter Universe. Follow Alexander Fawley's adventures as he is reborn in the Harry Potter world. In this tale, he will have new unique adventure to call his own, And he will discover that the Harry Potter Universe is much greater than he had imagined.  


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This is my first story, so please leave reviews, to let me know how I am doing so I can get better. Also J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter I simply like to play in her world

"Boring…" Hearing Lin Hao tell him about James' background, Hong Dali disdainfully twitched his mouth. "What has that got to do with me? Although I plan to make a few movies, I'm only doing it for fun. It's not like I really plan to develop my business in Hollywood."
"This…" Lin Hao felt a bit depressed. After thinking for half a day, he then said, "Then, Young Master, we can put it this way. The more friends you have, the more options you have in life. Think about it, what if next time you think that filming is very fun and really planned to expand your market? With just one word from James, your movies will be able to enter Hollywood. Those are all box office!"
He wasn't overstating here. This James was indeed an authentic well-known director and had filmed a few big hits. His power in Hollywood was enormous.
If the movies from Heavenly State wished to be screened in Merika, all it needed was just one word from this James.
Of course, on the other hand, if he said that the movie was not good enough, then it was basically impossible for the movie to enter Hollywood.
"That doesn't matter." Hong Dali shrugged indifferently. He had never planned to develop into Hollywood, anyway. He had both the money and people he needed, and he was also unlike Liang Yifeng who flew all around the world to flirt with women. He entered the movie industry purely for the sake of having fun. Also, whether or not he was really going to make more films was still uncertain. Naturally, he didn't regard this James as someone important.
What did it matter how powerful he was in his country. It's not like he would give the money he earned to Hong Dali, and Hong Dali also didn't need any help from him, so why the need to act so humbly towards him?
But the problem was, he was brought here by Lin Hao. As the saying goes, you can disregard someone, but you should slightly respect them if he were a friend of your friend. Hong Dali could totally disregard James, but he couldn't totally disregard Lin Hao. He nodded and asked, "OK, then let me talk to him. Hm, I almost forgot to ask, what did you bring him here for? Investment?" That would be good because Hong Dali was still afraid that he was spending money too slowly…
"As for this, I wanted to ask you to put a share in. But as for how, I'm not too sure. I didn't ask for the specific details." Lin Hao saw that Hong Dali's tone wasn't as firm as before and finally felt relieved.
"Oh, I shall ask him then." Hong Dali instantly walked up, smiled and asked, "Mr. James, right? What is it that you came to find me for today?" The translator hurriedly translated his words.
"… %¥… &&*&…" James said.
The translator translated at the same time. "Mr. James said that Mr. Lin should have told you who he is. He came today to borrow the alligator snapping turtle to act in his new film. Of course, it isn't for free, he can give you 10% of the shares for the movie."
What the heck! He actually came for this? Does this fellow even know what my Big Turtle represents?
And he still intends to borrow it? A yellow-haired monkey asking to borrow it just like that? 10% of the shares? Do you think I am a moron?
Hong Dali didn't even think about it, he directly shook his head. "No!"
"This…" Hearing Hong Dali rejected so directly, the translator was a bit depressed. He didn't know how he should translate this one. After thinking for a long while, he finally translated it to James in English.
"WHY!?" This time, Hong Dali understood this word. Of course, just this one word, the rest was still gibberish to him. "%¥%¥##*(&&)*)*)(*——)(("
"What is this dude saying now?" Hong Dali cocked his head and strangely looked at the translator.
"Er…" The translator felt that ever since he started being a translator for James, today was the hardest to translate. But out of professional ethics, he still chose to translate honestly. "Mr. James said that the alligator snapping turtle is just larger than normal, that's all. They spent 2.2 million USD for this new film, it's one of the largest blockbuster films in history. 10% of the shares is equivalent to two million plus yuan—this is practically money dropping from the sky. If Mr. Hong doesn't agree, he suspects there's something wrong with your… IQ."
Indeed, from James' perspective, he could obtain two million plus worth of shares by just shooting a few scenes, this was indeed akin to money dropping from the sky.
If it were some other animal, Hong Dali would have agreed since there weren't any cons. It was just shooting for fun, it wasn't something that really mattered to him.
However, if he wanted Big Turtle, it was definitely a no.
What image did Big Turtle have in the Nation now? The divine beast, the Black Tortoise! A totem-like sacred creature! It was fine for him to play with Big Turtle and bring it out for a walk because he was, after all, the one who helped turn it over. But allowing the Merikans to use it for their film? Two million? Even 20 million couldn't get him to agree!
Once he really did such a thing, that would represent that Big Turtle had fallen from its God-like altar. By that time, the loss would definitely be much more than what he gained!
Suspect my IQ? There would be something wrong with my IQ if I really lent it to you!
"Ask if he understands the culture of our Nation. Does he know what Big Turtle represents?" By this time, Hong Dali couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to this James anymore. However, because Lin Hao's relationship with Hong Dali was not bad, he would just speak a few more words with him. If not, Hong Dali would have already thrown him out—he didn't need to beg this fellow for anything, what was he so cocky for?
"OK." The translator instantly communicated with James. Then, the translator said, "Mr. James said that he knows what Big Turtle represents. However, he also said that those are ridiculous matters. Big Turtle is just a big turtle, just a specially big one, it's nothing much…" As the translator spoke to this point, he saw that Hong Dali's expression wasn't very good and hurriedly added, "Young Master Dali, I'm just a translator. I just translate whatever my boss says, please don't blame me."
Hearing him said so, Hong Dali was instead amused. He nodded and said, "Yup, don't worry, I promise I will not make things difficult to you. Tell him, Hollywood is just a small place. To say it nicely, it's the center of the filming industry. But to say it not so nicely, it's just a small county town. I really don't give any regards to it."
When Hong Dali finished saying this, Tang Muxin instantly cheered and said, "Well said, Dali! That is really domineering, I support you! I give you 32 likes!"
Li Nianwei, Lin Zixuan, and the nine lackeys all raised their thumbs too.
The lackeys were thinking:
"Being Young Master's subordinate, the treatment is indeed different! We won't lose out no matter where we go!"
"Young Master is really a man of iron! Look at how he said it! The other party said that Big Turtle was just a normal alligator snapping turtle, and Young Master replied that Hollywood is just a small county town. This whack at the face is really awesome!"
The translator wanted to translate Hong Dali's words into English, but suddenly, James pulled him aside and angrily walked up to Hong Dali, their foreheads so close that they were almost touching. James spoke with out of practice Chinese and angrily said, "Mr. Hong Dali, what do you mean by this!? Are you looking down on Hollywood? Hollywood is not only the place of origin of the entire world's fashion, but it's also the center of music and filming! We have world class entertainment estates and luxury brands there. We're the frontier and representative of the entire world's fashion!"
"Oh…" Hong Dali moved back a bit, turned around, looked at the translator, waved him over, grinned and said, "That who, translator, yes, you. Come here, come."
"Me?" The translator pointed at his own nose, then hurriedly walked over. "Young Master Dali, please instruct me."
"Yup, help me translate one sentence." Hong Dali sniffled. "What has this got to do with this! Just this sentence!"
"This…" The translator broke out in a sweat, but he naturally didn't dare to resist Hong Dali's order. He hurriedly translated: "Mr. James, Young Master Dali said, I don't care…"
Before he was done, Hong Dali directly pulled him aside. "You're not imposing at all!" Saying so, Hong Dali turned around and asked Tang Muxin, "Xinxin, I want a direct translation, word by word!"
"OK!" Tang Muxin grinned and said, "Close My Bird Thing[1]."
"Yup." Then, he turned towards James and, word by word, said, "Close my bird thing!" In the end, he didn't forget to add, "UNDERSTAND?"
"You! Do you know that you are making the whole Hollywood your enemy!?" James angrily said, "Over there, everyone has to respect me. Even those film magnates don't dare to speak to me like this! Even the honorary mayor of Hollywood has to show respect to me! We have a deep foundation and heritage in fashion and strong technologies to support us. We're the role model that everyone around the world sought to copy from. A lot of celebrities in your country wish to be able to advance to Hollywood even if they have to bribe us!"
"Oh, I'm really afraid by hearing what you said!" Hong Dali cheekily said. "But what has that got to do with me? I said that I'm not lending, no means no. Translator, translate my words to him!"
"This…" The translator was really depressed today. He could only start translating to James. Again, gibberish to Hong Dali. "¥%¥...&%(*)(**——)——"
Tang Muxin and the rest almost died from laughter. This Hong Dali could really pull off a spoof. At the start, this fellow brought a translator here, but just after a few words, this James started speaking Chinese. Instead, Hong Dali didn't let the translator rest but asked him to translate his words to English and return it to him…
Actually, speaking of which, everyone present didn't have any good impression of this James. All of them disliked him.
Since you are able to speak Chinese, what's the point of bringing a translator and putting up a front for? What use is there? To show how noble you are? Our Young Master's background is very impressive, but he never acted as you did!
"You're making the entire Hollywood your enemy!" James gritted his teeth and said, "I promise! From now on, any movie related to you will never be able to enter Merika! Not possible!"
"Oh, actually, I have some words for you too." Hong Dali grinned and said, "Don't put up a front, or lightning will strike you." After saying this, Hong Dali sniffled and added, "Also… Who set the rule that Hollywood must be in Merika?"
[1] A literal translation of 'How is this my problem'


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


Since she had finished dinner, Qiao Nan crossed her arms and looked at Qiao Zijin with a look of indifference in her eyes. "What kind of discussion?"
"I remember Dad said that your English is very good. If you don't have the ability to do it, it will be very difficult even if someone teaches you. Why don't we do it this way? I will do the translation. You can help check through and edit those that are translated wrongly or parts that I have trouble translating. We will split the money in half. What do you think?"
Ding Jiayi twitched her mouth as if she wanted to say something. She was very dissatisfied with what Qiao Zijin said.
Since the document was translated by Zijin, and Qiao Nan only helped make some changes, Zijin should have all of the pay. Why did Qiao Nan have the cheek to take half of the money?
But today Ding Jiayi had been 'disciplined' by Qiao Dongliang. When she was reminded that Qiao Dongliang had said that he wanted a divorce, Ding Jiayi kept a check on herself and did not say another word.
Qiao Nan knew what was going through Ding Jiayi's mind, but she paid no attention to her. What mattered to her was Qiao Dongliang's reaction. She turned to look at him.
Qiao Nan saw that Qiao Dongliang looked calm and did not seem to have any thoughts about this matter. She breathed a sigh of relief. Did it mean that whatever she had said to her father previously was useful, and that he would not side with Zijin anymore?
If it was in the past, her father would have agreed on her behalf and asked her to help and get along with Qiao Zijin.
After all, Qiao Zijin wanted to 'improve' and 'make progress'.
"Nan Nan, what do you think?" Qiao Zijin looked at Qiao Nan smilingly. Her tone was soft and gentle like the spring rain. It was comforting, but to Qiao Nan, she could feel the chill hidden in the spring rain.
"No." Qiao Nan drank some water. "It's not that I look down on you, it's just that you are not able to do it."
Qiao Zijin hated English to the core. The reason why Qiao Nan took out the document was that she wanted Qiao Zijin to back out of a difficult situation. She never knew that Qiao Zijin would be so shameless.
If she was really only sixteen years old, she might not understand Qiao Zijin's schemes. But she was almost 'forty-six years old', so how could she not see through the traps that Qiao Zijin set?
"Why can't I do it? Nan Nan, you can't look down on people!" Qiao Zijin was not convinced. It was not that she was incapable. It was that Qiao Nan refused to help her. She did not want her to earn the money. Qiao Nan did not want her father to know that Qiao Zijin was capable and was as good as Qiao Nan!
To put it bluntly, Qiao Nan could not stand that Qiao Zijin was better and more capable than her!
Qiao Nan kept her cool. She passed a pen to Qiao Zijin calmly. "Since you say that you can do it, try to translate the documents right now."
Qiao Zijin grounded her teeth. Was Qiao Nan doing this on purpose?
"Give me a minute. Let me get an English dictionary." She did not believe that she was not as good as Qiao Nan.
"Okay, the whole family is waiting for you." Qiao Dongliang drank his tea. He wanted to know whether Qiao Zijin had really become sensible and learned the right way.
"Zijin, don't worry, we have the time. Take your time to translate. Since it's not an exam, there is no time limit." Ding Jiayi dared not scold Qiao Nan, so she could only encourage and cheer for Qiao Zijin.
"Mom, I know." Qiao Zijin sighed. Her mother was right. This was not an exam, and there was no time limit. She could do it slowly. No matter what, she had to do her best now so that she could share half of Qiao Nan's earnings rightfully.
Qiao Zijin had never been so serious and concentrated on a task before. She flipped the dictionary and wrote down what she found.
Qiao Zijin sat still working on the translation for an entire hour. Her eyes were either staring at the dictionary or the documents. She repeated the same actions for an entire hour.
"Sister, it is eight o'clock now. Okay, you don't have to translate everything. You can stop translating. Let me take a look." Qiao Nan yawned and took the documents from Qiao Zijin calmly.
"Oh…" Qiao Zijin turned green, watching helplessly as Qiao Nan took the document back. She did not even have the chance to grab it from her.
Qiao Zijin might have worked at it for an entire hour and wrote down a lot of words, but she did not translate much.
Qiao Nan took out a red pen quietly and started to edit the translation that Qiao Zijin tried hard to finish.
Qiao Nan crossed out a short sentence and wrote the correct translation by the side. Then, she drew a large cross on a long paragraph and did not bother to provide the correct translation.
In the end, Qiao Nan had no choice but to draw circles on the documents.
Qiao Zijin took more than an hour to translate, while Qiao Nan used less than three minutes to read through. "Sister, take a look for yourself. Aside from those that I marked in circles, the rest are wrong. There isn't a single sentence that was translated accurately. Tell me, are you able to do this job? You say that you will translate, I will help you correct the mistakes, and we will split the money? Sister, are you sure that after you are done with your translation, I only need to make minor changes? Or do I have to redo it again?"
Though Qiao Zijin was very serious and careful, she did not get a single sentence correct. How could she take up the translation work?
Most importantly, Qiao Nan knew that in order to secure the translation job in front of the whole family, Qiao Zijin gave her full attention to translating and worked at it for more than an hour. But when Qiao Zijin landed the job, her attitude would be completely different.
By that time, Qiao Zijin might not even look through the dictionary. She would just grab any book and copy some sentences from the book before handing the translation back to her.
Qiao Zijin never intended to work to earn money. What she had in mind was a way for her to get the money without working!
In the end, the translation would be done by Qiao Nan alone, and yet she had to give half of the money to Qiao Zijin!
Ding Jiayi did not believe in Qiao Nan's words. She took the documents and saw that it was full of crosses. Only a few areas were circled. "Are you sure that you have not made a mistake? Your sister did not even get a single sentence correct?"
How was it possible? Zijin was one level higher than Qiao Nan. It was impossible that Qiao Nan could translate while she could not. Furthermore, she had done badly for her translations. "Qiao Nan, you can tell your sister the correct translations, and she will write them down. This way, the job is done by both of you. Qiao Nan, yours is a simpler job since you only need to tell Qiao Zijin the translations. The money can be split between both of you."
"Mom, do you think that one just needs to talk to do a translation? The most important thing is to use one's brains. I do not need Sister's help to write these words down. I can do it myself." Qiao Nan refused immediately.
"You… why are you so stubborn? You do not consider your sister's feelings. You should help your sister. In the future, your sister will also help you when you need help."


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Hey guys! Nice to meet and know you!
Here, I wanna try to spend my free time for make a novel. I'm sorry for not continue the awaken monochrome novel, because i lost my laptop and also i didn't remember what was the ideas of the story itself. So, I chose to make a new novel in here to make up the regret I got for losing my laptop and draft novel.

My novel will be named as 'Ambition-System : Monochrome'. I'll give you a quick review about this novel. It tell you a story of a Prince who try to bring a glory to his Kingdom. That's all the ideas of this novel. I don't want to make a heavy and hard to understand story like before, because it's too hard for brought an ideas and spent a lot of times.

I still don't know what to do, my plan is to continue this novel by using other novel and when we got an enough appreciation, I'll change into a new book so it'll not disturb you.

The chapter only contain no more than 1500 word and will be updated every 2 or 3 days, so it'll be easy to write for me and to read for you. Also, I'll try to use translate website which goggle to repair my insufficient knowledge about english. Reason? Well, my English will make you puke so let's use the translate. Or, do you want to read my english first? Then, puke and changed into translate? Up to you.

And, last. Please read and give me critique or suggestion to improve my story that's all. Thank you so much.

Good!? Bad!? What's the definition of that word?

Reight, the Crown Prince, is stupid and weak. He look like a cat among tigers. But, is that important? As long as he live, he didn't care about anything even the Noble and Military hated him.

Sadly, the death of him answered his question. It isn't important being hated if you're strong and influental, but he was only 'the weak' Crown Prince.

Lingering regret and relieved pressure when he died bring a surprise change! 

He's alive and better than Reight before. The question, is that really him!? or are there any person who control him!?

But, the truth no one expect will come to answer that question someday.

When the elevator arrived on the 35th floor, they immediately got out. Finland was amazed at how luxurious the office space on the highest floor was. There were only large office rooms for directors and several meeting rooms. Of course, the biggest room with a large wooden door that was tightly closed was where Caspar did all his work.
Several secretaries and staff passing by in the central office, where the personal staff of the directors worked together, seemed to stare at Finland who had just arrived with Ben. It was very rare for people from the lower office to go up to this floor.
"Please come in, Miss. Master really needs the translation," Ben said loudly as he invited Finland to enter Caspar's office. He knocked on the door twice then opened it, "Good afternoon, Sir. Miss Finland, who can translate the document, has arrived."
Finland entered and disappeared behind the door. She could not say anything for a moment seeing how big and nice the Schneider Group owner's private office was. It was like a smaller version of his penthouse in St. Laurent Hotel.
There was a large living room with floor-to-ceiling windows and a beautiful balcony with lounge chairs surrounded by trees and flowers, then, to the left, there was a room to rest, a private bathroom, and a lounge to delight yourself with a fully equipped minibar.
"Hey..." Caspar, who was sitting at his desk, immediately got up when he saw Finland's arrival. "My interpreter is here..."
His voice sounded nonchalant and Finland was forced to hold back her laughter. Caspar was very creative in thinking of various ways for them to meet without inviting suspicion from his employees. This made Finland's heart pound and her cheeks flushed red.
"I will go now, sir. The translator has arrived and is ready to help you translate the documents." Ben smiled broadly then left the room.
As soon as the door closed, Caspar immediately pulled Finland into his arms and kissed her lips passionately.
"Hmmmm... there are quite a lot of document that need to be translated... I think you will need the whole day to do it..." he whispered in a husky voice and a moment later he devoured Finland's lips greedily. The girl tried desperately to hold back so as not to moan.
"Gosh... what if someone enters?" she whispered, hitting Caspar's shoulder when the man finally let go of her lips.
"Sshh... Aleksis is not here. No one would dare enter my office without me asking them to come or allowing them to enter." Caspar looked very confident. He was the big boss at the company and no one was bold enough to disturb his privacy for fear of being sacked. Only towards his daughter, Aleksis, was he helpless...
A smile curved up on his lips as he remembered when Aleksis and Kara caught them making out in his study room in Germany.
"Well... I can stay here all day, especially if there are sooo many documents to translate..." Finland said with a big smile. She invited Caspar to sit together on the sofa and she immediately leaned her head on her husband's shoulders. "Your office is very nice... I have never seen such a luxurious and large office before..."
"Well, enjoy whatever you want. Whenever you need a comfortable nap or rest with privacy, just let me know, I'll find another document for you to translate... hahaha. Resting here with me is more fun than in the lounge on the 30th floor," Caspar said.
"Uhm... actually, the lounge on the 30th floor is also great. There are plenty of places to rest. There are cabanas, sofas, and various sleeping pods. In my old company, we only had a pantry and meeting rooms."
"Uff... But in the 30th floor we can't rest like this...!!" Caspar said in a mischievous tone, before he suddenly lifted Finland and carried her to his resting room. Finland, who was about to protest, was forced to keep her mouth silent. She didn't want to raise the suspicion of those outside.
Caspar placed her gently on the bed and started kissing her face, her neck, then down to her plump breasts. His hands were slowly taking off their clothes, one by one.
***


*How do immortals live in the modern world? One had been walking the earth for 438 years without ever falling in love. The other one couldn't get over the only woman he loved, even after 100 years.

**What happen when an immortal didn't know he was immortal? After living for almost a century, he still looked like he was 25. So, he thought maybe... maybe he was a freak, a victim of human experimentation during Hitler's time. Growing up, he came to hate humans and their fondness for war and destroying nature. He swore to one day rule the world and decide on which humans got to live. In his book, 'only the good, the strong and the intelligent should live'.

***The wealthiest tycoon was an immortal who was raised in the ivory tower by his overprotective parents. One day he decided to go undercover as poor photographer to make friends with regular people. Alas! Scheming people tricked him to sleep with the most notorious golddiger in Berlin whose only goal in life was to marry a wealthy and powerful man. When she was pregnant with his child, the undercover tycoon wanted to take responsibility but still pretending to be poor. Will he finally let her know that he was wealthy? Why was she so adamant to marry a wealthy and powerful man?

THIS BOOK HAS 3 DIFFERENT STORIES. They are connected, but you can read them as standalone.

1. The Alchemist
2. Aleksis & Prince Siegfried
3. Secret Identity


Volume 1 has fluffy romance, Volume 2 has action/adventure, Volume 3 has comedy, and Volume 4 is a revenge/redemption drama.

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