For people like them who are often around, they actually know a lot about Kuro's preferences.
First of all, Kuro likes extravagance, which is not wrong. He also likes to share. Anyway, there are benefits for him and his subordinates.
In his words, if a pirate can live such a comfortable life, there is no reason for Marines to suffer. Otherwise, with such a comparison, everyone would be pirates.
Order. Order can't be eaten as food. Only when the benefits are given can it be eaten as food. If you want a horse to run but don't feed the horse, where is the logic?
The World Government did a good job in this aspect. They gave them enough Marine salary and holidays, but Kuro treated them even better.
Secondly, Kuro cares about his face. In short, if he doesn't give face, he will fall out with him. He is more petty and bears grudges.
She also likes to be incompetent and often curses things that she doesn't understand but knows are not good. She even dares to criticize the World Government and hates the World Government officials under her.
But when it comes to matter…
There doesn't seem to be anything missing. Recently, the only thing I care about is gold jewelry.
He was also wearing gold, his earrings were also gold, and his name was gold. He must have chosen gold correctly.
"Gold! I know. Thank you, Basil. You must help me. I will bring you a copy. Retreat first!"
When the Marine Captain heard this, he quickly left. The people around him also heard this and all ran back.
They only prepared one gift and did not prepare a second one. Some of the people here came from the world conscription, and some of them are traditional and old Marines. But no matter what, they have to give Kuro face. He sent invitations to inform them one by one just to show his support, so the gift must be in place.
"Gold ah…"
At this moment, a man with three cigars in his mouth walked over and grabbed the Marine Captain who ran away first and said, "Really, is Kuro starting to accept gifts now? I don't have gold. Hey, prepare one for me."
"Vice Admiral Smoker!"
When the Marine Captain saw who it was, he was shocked. "You, you want it too?"
"What, I can't take it? Don't worry, I will pay. I just don't have time to take the gold."
It was Smoker. When he received the notice from Kuro, he happened to be nearby and came directly after a night.
"Yes, I understand."
The Marine pursed his lips and his expression was a little Muggle.
That's three portions.
Moreover, the gold prepared for Smoker and Basil must not be as small as the gold prepared by himself. One is to ask for a favor from others, and the other is at the Vice-Admiral level. Neither of them can be offended.
Favors are the most annoying.
As for Smoker, he was not particular about this. He just wanted him to bring a copy.
After letting the Marine Captain go, Smoker walked directly to Basil and said, "What, Kuro sent you here to collect gifts?"
"Vice Admiral Smoker."
Sazir greeted him and smiled. "You must be joking. Vice-Admiral Kuro has never said anything similar, it's just that…"
"I want face, I understand."
Smoker rolled his eyes. "That guy who cares about his face is going to earn a lot of face this time. Hmph, he's a general. I just happen to have something to do with him. He's inside, right?"
"Yes." Basil hurriedly nodded and gave an address.
"You continue to guard it."
Smoker exhaled a mouthful of smoke and walked straight inside. He followed the address to Kuro's temporary residence and went straight to the top floor. Before he reached his room, he heard curses coming from the room.
"Did I ask you to give me a gift? Who asked you to give me a gift? You are Shichibukai, a pirate, not Marine. I didn't invite you!"
"But, Vice-Admiral Kim Yuen, no, Admiral Kim Yuen, we all know that you are going to be promoted to a general. We must express our sincerity."
"Watch your head watch, guard your line of defense, don't fight pirates, don't go to New World, why do you care what I like to do? What?! Cigar? Cigar is fine, how about this, two boxes, I don't want more, what? You want to send gold, okay, okay, don't do it again."
Snap.
There was the sound of hanging up the phone inside. Smoker pushed the door and entered. He saw Kuro sitting on the sofa, looking very arrogant.
"Smoker?"
When he saw the person, he put out the cigar in his mouth and reached out his hand. The cigar in Smoker's chest flew up and landed in his hand.
"Hey, what are you doing!" Smoker said angrily. "I heard that you found a very powerful cigar maker. He is better than the special supplier. Why are you smoking mine!"
"Hey, occasionally try the cheap goods, it's helpful to be down-to-earth. Being high and mighty for a long time will make you an idiot." Kuro bit the three cigars and lit them with a lighter.
Smoker sat directly across from him and narrowed his eyes. "Can I think you are taunting tenryubito again?"
"What's there to mock those idiots? They're embarrassing themselves." Kuro exhaled the smoke and smiled.
"You are still so bold. Only you dare to say such a thing." Smoker said helplessly.
Although he was also unhappy, he would never say it out loud. He was an orthodox Marine, not one of the world's conscripts. He was still in awe of the World Government.
"Right, what were you doing just now? Shichibukai?" Smoker asked.
"Well, Shichibukai, 'White Commander' Sam William, my little fellow countryman, I don't know where he got the news that this old man is going to become a general and wants to give a gift."
At the mention of this, Kuro gritted his teeth. "The document hasn't even come down, why are you so sure it's me!"
"There's no one else besides you. You took the position of Admiral Kizaru. No one else is qualified."
Smoker leaned back comfortably and said, "When I heard the news that Kizaru is going to retire, I knew that you were definitely going to be promoted. Congratulations, you are finally promoted. Speaking of which, you are still younger than me. You are actually a general so quickly."
"Is it really easy to talk?"
Kuro rolled his eyes. "You want to do it?"
"I can't. The people under your faction will kill me. No one dares to think about this position." Smoker smiled. "Keep it well. What is yours is yours. It can't run away."
"I don't like to hear such words. What are you here for? Are you here to eat or to find trouble with me?" Kuro bared his teeth.
"I have something to ask you."
Smoker exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said slowly, "I want to go to the Country of Peace. The New World is too chaotic now, but our Marine has always been indifferent. This shouldn't be the case. We can't wait for them to decide the winner. I want to take the initiative to attack."
"I am only a Vice Admiral, Smoker," Kuro said.
"Soon. When you become a general, transfer me there," Smoker said.