Gold Experience 소설 & 이야기

She’ll sleep better like this. I pick up the ring and study it in the gentle light of the flame. The emblem is fitting. It suits our family and what we stand for. The gold is twenty-four carats, the purest you can buy. Its melting point isn’t as high as iron’s. Gold is a soft metal. It needs to reach two hundred and sixty degrees Celsius to inflict a third-degree burn that will leave a permanent scar. The temperature in the center of the flame is one thousand four hundred degrees. I hold the head just long enough over the flame, still burning my fingers.

] [You learned the [Golden Rule: Level 1] and [Hypersensitivity: Level 1] Abilities! Seeing how all of his Realms increased, Chaos found that he also got two new Abilities! And they had weird names coming from the Vampire and the Dragon Skill Trees… Well, maybe they were rare, as it was random abilities. An Ability from the Gold Dragon Skill Tree. You possess power over gold and ore materials to an extent, giving you the ability to shape them and control them. Additionally, the more gold and riches you accumulate within your lair, the stronger your greed will grow, and so your power while being near your treasury. Enhances all your stats the more treasures you hold and stockpile.

Hours passed as they debated the weight of gold, the route of transportation. Eduardo’s mines produced tin and coal, dirty industries compared to the gold and diamonds found by Alpha Frank. However each needed the other. “I won’t be bullied for a high price. We all know Alpha Dex got an unheard of discount from Highton and I want to be treated with the same courtesy!” he said. As he raised his voice his fat jowls wobbled and the tension shot up a notch. “Same here!” Eduardo declared, his dark eyes glaring at Frank.

"We'll talk about it some other time, I have to go. I'll call you later man." I ended the call and quickly checked out Echoview Magazine's website. The article about Shay was also there and I smirked when I read the headline right above a picture of her standing inside her office with a file in her hand, looking to the side; 'SAN FRANCISCO'S GOLDEN GIRL SECRETLY WORKING AT CARTWRIGHT & EVANS HOLDINGS!'

Gold really chose to spend his natal day with her. It's not like he's got better things to do. His parents are as usual, busy with work. They can't even take a day off to celebrate their son's birthday. Aside from this, no one, not even Cleo, knows his birthdate. Only Olive knows. Gold only told her this to convince her that she is special in his eyes. "Yeah. I'm finally an adult and I get to spend the day with you..." Olive blushes. "Well if you want, we could do other adult stuff together..." She caresses his hand on the table. Gold strives hard not to flinch. He just fondles her wrist.

"Us, I know that, but-" "-Gold is very stable, as I've said in the past. No matter the shape it's in, it's equally valuable. This chain… is a physical representation of what we have between us- our dynamic and promises in crystalline form, there in the stone. This set together should tell you, so long as yer honest, it doesn't matter if you stumble down a whole flight of steps, I'll have yer back- not that I want you takin' a spill down the steps, please don't do that, haha." Since he'd never been good at 'talks', he had to try to add some comic relief.

The most powerful position in any negotiation is making the other party believe the outcome was their idea. The negotiation book. The first book Jack had pulled from my shelves. I felt something move through me that was not entirely professional. "He didn't leave you documents," I said quietly. "No," Jack said. "He left you the capacity," I said. "Yes," Jack said. We looked at each other across the desk. Outside the study window Stone City was going about its afternoon business. Indifferent. Relentless. The way it always was. "Castellano has been searching for twenty eight years," I said. "For information he believes your father obtained and hid."

At least nothing clean enough for my wolf to touch. "Do you have your sacred wedding bands? I didn’t think so. We provide the metal, included in the silver cost." "Is it true gold?" Rowan asks, squinting through the dim light. He sniffs proudly. "Of course. It comes straight from the mountain veins, complete with an elder's mark of authenticity. Now, cross my palm. Cash or high pack-tokens. We do not do financing."

It was late August, the light turning golden and emphatic. Does what bother me? The — disparity. The obvious disparity. You mean that you’re rich and I’m not. I mean that your entire workshop probably costs less than my car. Your car gets thirty-one miles to the gallon, he said. Mine gets nineteen. So in some metrics, you’re ahead. Daniel.

“Before he lays his hands back on that gold, I want it. It is worth over a trillion dollars. We can share it, 60/40.” I smirked. It sounded like a really good deal. I wanted in. “The gold is hidden in a building. I heard the company was sold recently. You have to be close with the new owner to get access. I don't know how you are going to do it but here is the new owner.” He grabbed a file and tossed it over to me. I caught it just in time and I was shocked when I saw Normani’s photo. Shit! My eyes went wide.