The pale body dangling like a white strip made Charlie, who's seen too much of this image, feel somewhat nauseous.
But the sleazy guys around him had already started discussing cheerfully.
Charlie cursed: "You bastards, don't do disgusting things here! If you're really skilled, go woo a few mistresses!"
"Hey, we're just afraid she'd pin us as graduation assassination targets."
"Boss, we're not you; our salaries are too low to afford these sluts."
"The talents we've cultivated can mobilize resources from all corners of the Milky Way. They don't even look at us."
"It's good to have self-awareness," Charlie said calmly, preserving the projection ahead, while continuing to slide the button in his hand as a routine procedure, browsing through several critical areas.
In fact, he preferred to view the footage of the male trainees next door with their muscular builds and smooth body lines, future physical capital to conquer wealthy women across the Milky Way, so alluring.
