Naruto In The World Of Beautiful CEO 49 Spots Of Ugliness, Specks Of Beauty

Naruto sighed, his hand grabbed a holder hanged below the ceiling of the metallic carriage. The sun already reached the peak of the sky and graced the world with its everlasting flame. His eyes wandered around and caught many meats in a different sack; s.h.i.+rts, T-s.h.i.+rts, uniforms, workers, dresses, and other else. He moved his sight to the scene played on the windows, every pa.s.sing view he saw retraced his mind back at the full-sized-windows office and one cup of latte.

"How should I trust your word?"

He took a sip of his drink when the smooth skin woman beside him spoke, he put the drink and looked at her expression full of doubt.

"You couldn't possibly tell me to just have faith in you, right?" Her cherry-like lips pursed.

Naruto bitterly smiled, if they ever switched position unless he saw it with his own eyes, he denied the existence of such a thing. A tool that capable to mutilate precious stones same like they made of b.u.t.ter? Might as well told him Doraemon also exist.

"My charm and handsome looking face weren't enough?" He smirked which responded by her leather black eyes rolling in their place. He sighed, "OK, let's make it practical, if I failed to fulfill my word, my company will pay a heavy fine."

"How heavy?" Her face remained fix, but the corner of her lips s.h.i.+vered.

Naruto rubbed his chin, "Fifty million sound right to you?"

Her eyes glittered, no longer hiding her emotion, the curve on her lips raised, "sounds like a deal to me." Naruto shook his head, his mind already foresee the horror of Mo Qianni's wrathful face when she knows about this later, but he needed this heavy sum to convince Xue Lin.

"How long do you need to prepare them?"

"A week, at most," His eyes looked upward. Surprise flashed across her eyes, "that fast?!" Chuckle breezed out from his mouth, "building the tool hardly a problem, finding the blade that quite a headache."

"What kind that you need?"

"Ancient one, sort of antique knife or sword," he said after a brief pause.

Xue Lin frowned, then she faced him again, "Liu Corporation held a grand banquet tomorrow noon, they have an auction as part of their agenda." She put her finger over her lips, "I think they have one of the things you mention."

His eyebrows wrinkled, "and the only way to enter that banquet through an invitation right?"

Her face turned grim as she slowly nodded, "I might have one of those already, if not..."

Naruto glanced at her and noticed her hand s.h.i.+vers despite the weather in the room remain the same, "if not what?" His tone held a hint of concern.

She shook her head, "nothing. Anyway, I don't have those invitations, thus impossible to enter the banquet."

Naruto pondered a bit, "how they selected whom to receive those invitations?"

"Successful entrepreneur, great family background, high government officer,..." She raised her finger one by one.

Naruto expression delayed then he scratched his cheek before ended it with a sigh. Xue Lin raised her thick eyebrows at his strange behavior.

They chatted a little while longer before Naruto decided to excuse himself.

Naruto recovered from his little mind trip as the bus stopped and traded its pa.s.senger. The population's size in this four-wheel box as if getting bigger because the room for breathing became harder. After a while, the gate closed then their journey continued.

Maybe Ruoxi also received those invitations? She after all considered as a successful entrepreneur, right? Naruto scrubbed his hair, should I pay her a visit now or just ask her later?

His expression became depressed, 'I hope her temperament less cold now...'

"You pervert!"

Naruto startled along with everyone in the bus because of the sudden shrieking voice. Among the cram between the pa.s.sengers' body, a girl around 16-17 years old faced a man twice her size. He wore a denim jacket with patches here and there, His body a little lanky, and his skin somehow shabby.

"Little girl what do you mean?" The shabby man frowned.

"Don't pretend innocent! I know you just groped my a.s.s!" The girl's face flushed red while glaring at the man.

"Little girl just because I stand behind you doesn't mean I do such a thing," he shook his head.

"Then whose hand touching me?! Ghost hand?! It's you, definitely you!"

His face became darken, "little girl, you can't casually accuse people just because you're rich."

The girl indeed looked like ojou-sama type of girl. Her skin toned in smooth light pink color without any flaw. Her face painted with a high-quality type of makeup and her hair combed gracefully. Despite the uniform she wore, her accessory still visible to the naked eyes.

The people in the bus readied to defend this little lamb but aborting their intention after seeing the girl appearance. People sometimes envy other wealth especially to those kids who grew up with a silver spoon. The shabby man statement also reinforced these people selfish thought. They actually wanted this ojou-sama to suffer a bit.

"I thought something happened turned out just a little girl's throwing a tantrum"

"Yeah, this rich people never ride a public bus before thus their 'sensitive skin' might tingling all over"

"How childish, I'm going to continue my sleep."

The shabby man sneered in triumph while the girl's face became redder with anger. Her heart hurting in pain after saw no one stood up for her, she wiped her teary eyes then moved her body to get away from that man. She tiptoed between the pa.s.senger but unable to go much further. She turned around to stare at the man, discarding his chance to molest her again.

The bus carried on, seeing it almost reached her destination, she let out a relieved breath. But as it took a sharp turn at the last corner, the girl body got thrown to the side and almost fell if not for bodies who stood beside her.

*Snap!*

She recovered and find a person behind her looked at his phone then let out a whistle.

"Rich woman really wearing high-grade clothes, from top to bottom, inside and out, haha!" The man leered at her. His appearance identical to the shabby man except for his hair which styled in a mohawk.

The girl trembled as her mind a.s.sumed the picture he just took, her lost redness came back to her face, "hey delete that!"

"Delete what?" The Mohawk man glanced at her.

"The picture you just took!" She clenched her hand.

"What picture? I took nothing!" His face frowned.

"Then what did you see?!"

"My girlfriend picture, you think you're the only one rich?"

"Then show me the picture!"

"Why would I? I don't know you," he shook his head, then curled his lips, "tell you what, I show you the picture but you must agree to be my friend."

She bit her lips while looked at the other way, she knew this man up to no good, the chance of him not taking any picture of her also exist, but the thought of this man, gazing her private place every night made her body s.h.i.+vered.

"You delete the picture if I become your friend?" Her fist squeezed tighter.

"Well, no! The deal is I show you the picture if you become my friend, not deleting it!"

She faced him with a deathly stare, "I become your friend, but you must give me your phone!" She promised in her mind that she will destroy this man phone regardless it has her picture or not.

The Mohawk man somehow smarter than he looks, he waved his head and sneered, "either you become my friend and I show you the picture, or not at all."

Hateful! her blood bubbled like it's going to explode, her nail jabbed into her palm, compared to this, she preferred listening to the boring lecture all over again.

"Fine! I'll be your friend, but you must show me all the picture and no trick!"

The Mohawk man laughed as if he just win a big lottery, "there you go! It wasn't so hard, right?"

The girl snorted, "show me the picture!"

"Hey, what's the hurry? Friend hang out together. Come with us then I show you the picture at our hideout!" The man smirked.

"You're lying to me!" The girl stomped the ground.

"I'm not! I said I show you the picture but I never mention when!"

"Shameless!" She flushed red from head to toe.

"Come on now, we can have a lot of 'fun' in our hideout!" He grinned pervertedly.

The girl swept her eyes to look for any help but people either just ignoring her or shaking their head in sympathy. Her heart shredded as if a thousand knives sliced it apart, why people act like this despite someone in a dire situation? Why they prefer sitting on their couch instead of moving their legs to help? The girl closed her eyes.

"Haha look at her, she looked like a pig!"

"Hey, Big brain, that bucket fit your head just fine!"

"Look, it's the big brain! Which teacher she plans to seduce this time?!"

The girl's head filled with thousand images of a humiliating moment, her hands clenched until it shook uncontrollably, dread filled her guts and sweat drenched her body. She refused to care anymore, whether the Mohawk man kept her picture or not, it's no longer her business. She steeled her heart and readied to refuse the man.

"Hey give back my phone!"

The Mohawk man's angry shout awoke the girl from her stupor, in front of her face, a white touchscreen phone appeared. Her eyes widened as it drifted along the length of the hand holding it, A man with a pair of cerulean eyes and golden hair imparted within her vision. His face showed no emotion as he overlooked her.

"Check your picture," the man said with a bland tone. His other hand held the mohawk man by his chest. His hand desperately reached out for the phone.

"Huh?" The girl's eyes gawked at him with confusion. Her mind still adapting to the change in the situation.

"I said check your picture," the man's face remained unchanged.

"Oh!" she woke up and accepted the phone. Her finger slid through its gallery and find the target she looking for, a picture of her smooth thigh up to her private place clad in white panties. Pale crept within her skin, her tummy as if wanted to eject any food it digested. She unable to bear the thought of this people gets away with this. She pressed her thumb on the picture, held it till the icon of bin appeared then directed the picture into it, she pressed yes at the prompt message. She glanced at the blonde and nodded.

He took the phone and put it inside the Mohawk man's pocket, he looked at him, "there you go! It wasn't so hard, right?" His voice smeared with a clear mocking tone. The Mohawk man face turned grim, he burned his eyes toward the blonde, "who are you? Why are you bothering us?"

The man shrugged, "Why should I tell you? We are not an acquaintance."

His lips twitched, this good-looking man kept rehearsing his word toward the girl, with a fixed face, he walked closer to the blonde, "get down at the next stop, let's settle this like a man."

"I don't have time," he shook his head, "unlike you bunch of dork, I have a job to do, a real job."

The Mohawk man gnashed his teeth, vein popping on his temple, "you dare to diss us?!"

"Oh, you felt insulted? that's a progress!" His eyes decorated with amazement.

Eyes widened to its limit, the man reached out for his pants' pocket, he took out a small flip knife, "don't make me..."

The girl gasped as she held her mouth, some people stared in horror, on the other hand, the blonde just curled his lips.

"Aw, why the holdup? You're chicken?"

That's the last straw, the Mohawk man flipped out the blade and proceeded to stab his enemy guts.

"Noooo!" The girl jumped on her feet with eyes almost stumbled out of their hole.

The blonde just sneered, his hand flashed out and grabbed the mohawk man's hand which halted the knife's progress. The Mohawk man put more effort into his hand but unable to bear a fruit. The girl puffed out a soft breath, she patted her chest, this sequence of event heavily burdened her vitality. Other pa.s.senger looked at them in awe, they even started taking out their phone and took a snap.

Unaffected by his surrounding, he stared down the mohawk man, "if you want to stab someone..." he raised the hand along the knife it held, "you have to aim higher..." it pa.s.sed his chest and kept moving, "reach to their unprotected spot..." it finally stops, the Mohawk man arm slanted upward, "like their throat."

Loud voices and tons of chattering broke out in the instant, the girl's head almost fell from its throne, this man must be insane! Pointing out such a thing toward his own neck!

The next case almost made dozen pair of eyes jolted out from their hole.

The blonde pulled the hand and sank the edge of the blade into his skin, blood trailed down, going beyond his white collar s.h.i.+rt.

People held their mouth, prevented it from puking out. Some closed their eyes, threw their face away, or hide behind their seat. They not turning their eyes blind from violence in real life, just never see such a scene outside their flat or box screen. The girl almost fainted in the spot, she retracted her opinion toward the blonde, thinking 'insane' was too kind, maybe psychotic slash m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t more proper.

The Mohawk man dumbfounded, his hand froze in the spot even though another hand which holding it already gone.

"What's wrong?" a cold yet relaxed tone pull his consciousness up, seeing a stream of red liquid on the blonde's neck, his body shook while his face devoid of their redness. "Don't you want to kill me?" mysterious force as if kept his hand from doing anything besides stuttering. "You just have to move the blade," sweats broke out, rampaging his body. "And pierce my neck..." dread piled within his nerve.

"Artery tear..." Strength seeped from his pores.

"Blood pour..." his finger betrayed the thing they hold.

"Life gone..." the steel hit the ground.

The Mohawk man moved backward with a terror in his eyes, the blonde gazed at him then took few steps, he leaned forward, reaching up to his ears.

"You may be a rapist... you may be a scoundrel... you may be a fraud..." his tone as if made of thousand blade. "But you are no killer..." they launched one by one.

"Because you don't have the b.a.l.l.s..." stabbing their soft target in turn, shredding it apart, "to kill someone..."

"While looking them in the eyes," the heart had been utterly destroyed, "as life abandoned them."

*Ding!*

"Arrghhhh!" The Mohawk man screamed his lungs out and tossed the blonde aside, he swept his hands among the people's body to pave his way.

The bus stopped and as soon as it gate opened, he launched outside, screaming as if a storm chased his tail, people immediately rushed out too without care for their destination. They caused confusion among pa.s.sengers who about to get in but also grace them with fortune since a lot of seats became available.

The blonde stood still before turned around, giving his back view for the girl to see, she looked at him with complexity in her eyes, because she wanted to approach him but this is her stop, the girl frowned before she raised her chin, "Hey, what's your name?"

He paused for a while before continued walking, the girl pouted in a dejected manner but her eyes immediately brighten up...

"Uzumaki. That's my name."

"I'm Tang Tang!" the girl turned around and bounced on her feet, she halted her step, twisted on her feet and shouted: "I hope we can meet again in the future!"

The blonde waved his hand while strolling before he finally took a seat, he closed his eyes and crossed his arms, in his mind, a rhyme played its tune like a broken recorder.

"Despite their spots of ugliness, a speck of beauty resides within them."

(***)

"Are you crazy?!"

Back at Yu Lei, in the room where jasmine scent lingered in the atmosphere, Mo Qianni slammed her fist into her table, causing a small tremor upon its civilian.

"Fifty million fine for a non-sense deal like that?!"

Her voice roared throughout on the work floor like a banshee's shriek. People's complexion became pale, some even jumped in surprise and messed a bunch of paper to the floor.

"Not to mention within a week time?! A WEEK TIME?!"

In front of her desk, Naruto stood on his feet while declining his head resembled a child after doing some misdeed. It's impossible for him to cover this up from her, after all, every contract especially big one required his supervisor acknowledgment and later her signature. Only through this way that any deal would become official between two or more company.

"Chief Mo, please appease anger, I can explain,"

"Do explain!"

He gulped his throat, "I make that deal while taking advantage of their company situation, whether they like it or not, want it or not, they already offending one of their possible business partners thus striking the iron while it's still hot, I bargain to reap 70% profit with several premises to make them agree."

"So you decided to promise them fairy tale?" Her glossy red lips sneered.

He shook his head, "it's not a fairy tale! What I said was real!"

She slammed her hand into the desk, "Who do you want to fool?! A tool that cut diamond like b.u.t.ter?! A worker without wager and stamina?! Sounds like a fairy tale to me!"

"You never heard them doesn't mean they not exist!" He gave her a deep gaze, "please trust me on this one, Chief Mo!"

"You asked too much from me," she shook her head, "you need basis to put a trust into someone unless you bring me any proof as your foundation, then I'm afraid that deal has to be canceled."

Naruto gritted his teeth, "that will put Yu Lei's name at stake."

She rubbed her temple, "not necessary, the deal only known by both parties, in order to make them not spreading this to the public, we pay them royalty," her eyes cast their glance on him, "it still damage our name in their eyes and bear grievance toward us, but at least it's still better than have to pay 50 million fine," sigh breezed out from her mouth, "it's my mistake to let you handle such a business when you clearly not ready, don't worry, I will handle the repercussion, you just go and cancel the deal."

Looking at her face showed such a naked dissapoinment, his organs trembled with uncomfortable wave. His face darken, "Chief Mo, I did the impossible before, why wouldn't you trust me?"

"Collecting the debt may be something difficult to do but clearly not impossible, giving it more time, someone else can do it too..." she smiled gently, "normally I have to give you severe punishment for a blunder like that but since you have collected that debt, I let you slide this time."

Naruto shut his eyes for a while, he glanced at the door in the room, after making sure it properly closed, he faced her, "Chief Mo, if I show you something impossible, will you trust me?"

Mo Qianni expression delayed but she nodded afterward. Naruto stayed still and his cerulean eyes gazed at her chocolate ones, few seconds pa.s.sed, he waved his head then raised his hand, "shadow clone jutsu."

*Poof!*

"Ahhhh!"

Mo Qianni stood up from her seat and backed away to the corner, after all, another person just popped out of nowhere and he awfully similar to Naruto, her face became pale as she pointed her finger toward the twin, "You...this...how...when...what..." her eyes looked at Naruto with adorable color, begging for his explanation.

Naruto sighed as his heart somehow unable to bear her appearance, he looked at his clone, "pick up the file on Chief Mo desk."

The clone nodded and strolled forward, he touched random files and lifted it up. Mo Qianni observed in amazement, she thought the clone only an illusion just like those people in the magic show, but now, it action proved her wrong.

Naruto looked at her, thought maybe it wasn't enough, "Use transformation."

The clone performed a hand seal, then smoke engulfed it, by the time it's over, a cute looking woman stood there.

"Ah! It's me!" Mo Qianni gasped while covering her mouth. Her mind swirled with marvelous revelation. She walked toward her twin and curiously checked its every single part. Her hands grabbed its arm and ma.s.saged the entire length, she brought down her nose then sniffed it like a puppy check out its food.

Heavy lines appeared on both master and the clone forehead. They understood that she curious but why must smell it though?

Her eyes looked upward and her lips curled, then she looked at the clone again, she reached out her hand and grasped... the clone's bosom.

"Ahhh!"

The clone yelped and retreated a step, it brought its arm and placed it in front of its bosom. The clone face flushed red and gave Mo Qianni a pair of glaring eyes.

"Hmm... the size felt smaller, but its definitely firmer..." she startled then snapped her head toward him with an irritated face, "Naruto, how dare you make my breast smaller!"

As if thunder struck his brain, Naruto faced her with flabbergaster expression, "Well... I... uh... this... what..." Mo Qianni ignored his inability to gave her a proper answer, she glanced back at the blus.h.i.+ng clone, her eyes staring it as if she wanted to tear its clothes apart and checked out what's inside. She took a step closer toward the clone.

Realizing his clone purity about to get a.s.sault, Naruto waved his hand and dismissed the clone in a smoke. Shock decorated her entire face, then she pouted like a child lost her toy. Naruto scratched his cheek before clearing his throat, "Ahem, Chief Mo, I think we have... things to discuss?"

"Ah?" Mo Qianni startled before her face turned red, she took a peek at him then returned to her seat with redness ride along.

"So uh... do you... trust me now?" He scratched his cheek again, he didn't know why things somehow became a little awkward.

"Oh, uh... yeah, yeah... " She nodded absentmindedly, then she tilted her head, looking at him with an adorable expression, "can you do more?"

His lips twitched, he finally realizes the extent of her curiosity, he shook his head and smiled in a half-hearted manner, "how about this, you agree on my proposal then I'll show you other."

Her eyes glittered like a sparkle of thousand stars, her head nodded eagerly, "alright! Go make the contract and I'll sign it!"

"Ok, thanks, Chief Mo." Naruto let out a soft breeze then bowed his head toward her before strolled out from the room.

He walked to his desk, took his seat and booted up his computer. He placed his briefcase on the desk, then waited for his computer.

*Thud!*

Naruto startled and turned around, then found his briefcase on the floor, his eyes widened, he felt that he placed it far from the desk's edge, how it still fell?

He pondered a while before shrugged it off, he bent down and grabbed his briefcase, but something white from the corner of his eyes caught his attention.

White sheet paper trapped underneath his desk, he unable to see what content it held since it laid in reverse position. He reached out for it and grabbed its corner but somehow hard to pull it as if it stuck. Feeling irritated, he gave more effort to pull it...

*Creak!*

The paper tore up as he received the other part, he wrinkled his eyebrows then turned it to see its content... then his eyes widened to its limit because the paper showed a half image of garment layout, part of his design catalog that he borrowed from Liu Mingyu.

"Naruto..."

He turned his face toward his side, and find Zhang Cai looked at him with a worried face.

"I think... Mingyu is in trouble."