Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

"Don't make trouble at this time," Joseph said, holding out a turquoise card.

Lin Xun's eyes glowed brightly: "You want to send me money?"

"This is the entry card. I won a place for Louis in the designer fashion competition at the end of next month."

Lin Xun put away the greedy light in his eyes: "Can minors also participate?"

"Of course not." Joseph: "He used some other means, and he will participate anonymously."

Lin Xun didn't express his opinion immediately. Louis was talented, but he started too late, and it was impossible to compare with big-name designers.

Joseph saw his concerns: "Louis is only responsible for drawing the line draft, and I will do the post-processing."

"Can you still form a team?"

"Up to two people."

"Isn't it unfair?"

"It's not as simple as you think. Everyone has different design concepts, and the rewards are divided equally. Generally, only newcomers who have just entered the industry will cooperate."

"sounds good."

Joseph said in a deep voice: "I think so too, so please don't disturb me during this time."

The moonlight was bright, and the housekeeper accompanied Lin Xun to stand at the gate to blow the air. During the period, his eyes showed surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Lin Xun would actually leave.

"What do you think of Joseph?"

The housekeeper discussed the matter: "He treats the little master very conscientiously."

Lin Xun turned around and looked at the butler with playful eyes: "You have been paying attention to Louis before, why, do you think President Shug's death has something to do with him?"

The butler shook his head.

It wouldn't be a lie, Joseph had already mentioned that Louis was with him, and there was nothing to doubt without crime time.

"It's good to have ideas," Lin Xun said with a dark glow in his eyes, "Go and find out what Joseph is doing these days."

The housekeeper shuddered, as if thinking of something: "Yes."

It's cool outside, but the temperature inside is warm.

The door of the room opened with a 'squeak' sound, and a small crack was exposed at first. After confirming that Lin Xun had left, Louis was disappointed, and at the same time rejoiced.

"Since you are afraid that he will find out your little thoughts, you still want to move out?"

There was no trace of the childishness that a child should have on Louis's face, "I can't control myself."

Joseph carefully wiped the water stains on the table with a paper towel: "The hidden danger has been eliminated, and then you should fulfill your promise and study with me in peace."

Louis frowned: "I just want you not to let that man approach him, and you didn't say you were going to kill someone."

"Once and for all." Joseph threw the tissue into the trash can, "Lin Xun is right, children should go to bed on time."

Although he didn't agree with his approach, Louis didn't show anything and went upstairs again.

In the past few days, apart from dealing with the police who come to the door at any time, Lin Xun is recuperating at home, as if he has entered the retirement stage.

When the butler came in, he was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, and he was muttering words. When he approached, he could only hear incoherent words. The butler was not sure whether he was talking in his sleep, and An Ran stood aside, waiting for Lin Xun to wake up.

"Check it out?"

Steward: "I didn't find any useful information. The place where Joseph lived was surrounded by famous people, so it was impossible to get any useful information. Some vendors who were farther away said they had seen him go out, but they were not sure."

"What about the hotel?"

"The suspect announced by the police is a woman."

Lin Xun opened his eyes and sneered, "It seems my idea has been stolen."

The housekeeper didn't know what loophole Lin Xun had discovered, but from what he said, it was clear that he was sure that this matter had something to do with Joseph.

"Do you want to bring the little master back?"

Lin Xun: "Joseph has no grievances with that CEO, why would he think of doing something against him?"

He closed his eyes again, and the butler already had the answer in his mind, picked up a blanket to cover him, and went to prepare dinner.

Lin Xun didn't sleep, but confirmed again and again: "As long as Louis becomes a world-famous designer, my task will be completed, right?"

[System: In theory, so. 】

"explain more clearly."

[System: I will evaluate based on Louis' talent to find out where the limit he can reach is. If the host cannot let him reach this point, it will be considered a failure. 】

Lin Xun was silent for a long time: "I have thought about one thing for a long time. You are an almost invincible existence. If that is the case, why do you need to choose a host and set goals one by one."

As usual, the system did not give any answer. They were considered the most intimate existence in the world, but they would only say a few more words when they really needed to make a deal.

"But now I have more or less figured it out," Lin Xun said with a sigh, "You can provide all kinds of strange things, but you don't have the ability to create."

He could hear the sound of metal rubbing in his body, not from himself, but from the system.

It was angry, and Lin Xun could feel it more clearly than anyone else, but he didn't stop talking because of it, "In order to obtain a self-created exercise, you can bother to train a master, and now let me train Louis, maybe just to get the future A garment that he might have created."

It sounds absurd, but this is the closest answer Lin Xun can think of. Judging from the system's response, it is not [-]% close to the truth, at least [-]%.

It is rare to see the system aggrieved, and Lin Xun couldn't help but feel better: "Do you feel ashamed by me?"

[System: So far, this is the six times host No.30 has had similar conversations with me. 】

Lin Xun: "Why don't I have any impression?"

[System: After tomorrow, there will be no impression of this paragraph. 】

"..."

[System: The competition that Joseph mentioned, I suggest the host to participate. 】

Lin Xun said 'oh' meaningfully: "Could it be that you want to buy the winning work?"

Having said that, I don't think so in my heart, the system is quite picky, there are at most one or two things that interest it in a world, otherwise it won't make great efforts to train Louis.

[System: There is indeed something I want there. It is not the winning work but a prize. If the host can not borrow my power, he can get immunity for one time. If he fails the task many times, he will not be obliterated, and a new round of assessment will be carried out. 】

If Lin Xun took a piece of clothing from it to participate in the competition and got another one, it would not benefit the system at all.

"How can a wise and powerful person like me fail many times? The first few times were just accidents." Lin Xun lifted the blanket and left the comfortable reclining chair, his expression suddenly changed into eagerness: "So there is really immunity. something exists?"

【system:……】

After learning about it in detail, Lin Xun's eyebrows relaxed during the dinner, and he didn't see the gloomy look when he left Joseph.

The housekeeper can best understand the intuitive changes in his emotions, "What is the master's happy event?"

Lin Xun maintained his calm look, and glanced at him lightly: "Of course I'm happy that my life is saved."

[System: So how unconfident is the host in himself? 】

Lin Xun concentrated on his meal and refused to answer this question.

"Joseph participated in the competition, find a way to help me sign up."

Although there were many doubts about Lin Xun's design level, the housekeeper immediately agreed and made follow-up arrangements: "Do you want to help contact the model?"

"You still need to contact yourself?"

Steward: "Each model can handle different styles. The owner should first explain what kind of clothing he wants to design. Finding a suitable model will increase the possibility of winning."

Where does Lin Xun have any style? He doesn't understand design at all.

[System: What else can the host do besides wear clothes? 】

From this sentence, Lin Xun heard the taste of hating iron but not steel.

"I can also take off my clothes, whether it's my own or someone else's, and I have the confidence to be faster than others."

[System: ... You won. 】

Having said that, Lin Xun was not at ease in his heart. He knew the importance of the result of this competition to him, and he knew nothing about design. Even if he hired someone to participate, he might not be able to win against Joseph.

"Don't worry about the model thing, help me find out what the prize is this time?"

"One million dollars and the last work of Luther, the most famous designer at the end of the last century."

Seeing Lin Xun looking over, the butler said, "I'm also investigating matters related to the young master."

Lin Xun thought of giving him a raise again.

"The $100 million is just a gimmick to fool the outside world. In comparison, the value of the latter is more than ten times higher than that of the former. Unfortunately, there is no market for the price."

Clothes are very precious, but for the vast majority of people, they are really not as practical as a million dollars.

Apparently Lin Xun thinks so too, but the system values ​​it very much.

"Maybe you will find it funny, I am determined to win the championship of this competition."

The butler's face twitched.

Lin Xun: "What kind of expression is this?"

The butler tried his best not to laugh out loud: "It's really kind of funny."

At the end, he added: "Just a little bit."

After speaking, I couldn't help but look away from smiling.

Lin Xun patiently waited for him to finish laughing.

The housekeeper didn't hear about the salary deduction, but felt uneasy.

"Since you have doubts about my ability, then go to the competition together and gain knowledge."

The butler's smile froze: "The master is joking, I don't understand design."

Lin Xun put down the knife and fork: "The position of the model will be reserved for you."

Thinking of the previous maid outfit, I shuddered instantly: "Then what kind of clothes do you want to design?"

"I don't have much talent in this area, but I have always liked listening to a story since I was a child."

The butler had a solemn face, thinking about the logical relationship between the two sentences before and after.

"The name of the story is "The Emperor's New Clothes."

"..."