No one in this world disliked money, much less thought they had too much of it. Even the exalted Celestial Dragons sometimes ran short of spending money!
He was not worried about being exposed. After all, he belonged to CP0, which answered directly to the Celestial Dragons, and his clearance was already the highest. Surely he would not audit his own accounts.
But he worked for the World Government. How could he accept a pirate's bribe? Where would that leave his morals and principles?
He hesitated for three seconds.
Guernica cleared his throat and pulled the gift box back toward him. He normally did not accept gifts, but this time, the offer was simply too generous!
"Since you're so enthusiastic, Mr. Good, I'll make an exception just this once. Come to think of it, I've never actually tasted red bean pie!"
"Then you absolutely must savor it!"
Good beamed, stood up, and picked up the liquor beside the table to pour him a glass. "If you like this flavor, I'll prepare a portion for you every year. Would that be a problem?"
"No problem at all!"
Guernica was overjoyed.
A portion of red bean pie every year-what a feast that would be!
Guernica hurriedly raised his glass.
"Mr. Good, a toast to you!"
"No, a toast to you!"
Good raised his glass as well.
With a little drinking, friendship would follow, wouldn't it?
Clink!
The two drained their glasses and exchanged smiles.
"Guernica, my friend, there's something I'd like your help with."
"Of course! Of course!"
Half an hour later.
Good returned to the dance hall with a smile.
Page One was waiting in the booth area. The moment he saw Good, he hurried over and told him what he had witnessed earlier.
"Brother-in-law, the Big Mom Pirates just now..."