She smiled and said, "Not diamond mines! My Grandpa procured a legal coal mine a few years ago. It doesn't make much money, but at least... I won't starve to death."
As expected, some people were born to work strenuously just for a living, while some people were born to luxuriate in comfort until death.
I didn't ask further. After some chuckling, we left to get some afternoon tea.
We went in a white Cadillac. I laughed and told Naomi, "Many girls would be envious of your current state."
She cast a sidelong glance at me. "I have no worries, an unlimited budget, and can do whatever I want. That's all..."
I found it funny and responded, "That's all? That's the dream!"
She smiled and said, "Arianna, the grass is always greener on the other side. I truthfully envy you very much. Even if you didn't tell us anything, I know that your life story is not that. Sebastian is a famous person here, but he knows you. You're not ordinary, but you don't show it. You seem to be very mysterious, and very attractive too. Do you
understand what I am implying?"
I chuckled. Naomi was simple and straightforward, and filled with innocent curiosity. The car stopped at the entrance of a restaurant specializing in afternoon tea. Naomi announced, "Let's go and have some tea!"
The restaurant had a soothing ambience, with gentle songs playing in the background. It was an elegant and leisurely setting.
After ordering some food, she asked me, "Why did Sebastian hand over the project director's job to you?"
I shook my head. "I'm not sure!" There was nothing I could say about Hendrix, so I kept my mouth shut.
She pursed her lips and said seriously, "Is it because of the project that you are inquiring about the state enterprises?"
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