Book2:KigdomIteDreams (第86/246页)

before.IfeesifIaminaheavyfog.Iotseethroughitanddonotknowifthereiscrisisloomingbeforeme.Ilybeextracarefundcautioussoasnottobetakenbysurpriseandtrytobepreparedforanytingency.Atsuchtimes,IreallyfeelinsignifitaheguidanceofKingDimitri’slong-sightednessandhisboldandresoluteasothatiercethroughthefogahroughallbarriers.”

    “Actually,KingDimitri’swealthisastronomidincalcuble”saidAisha.“Wedonotreallyoseektoaddtoit.Wejusthavetomaintainastableahyeicorder.ThiswouldbethebestsituatiDimitrihimself,forhisKingdomofDreamsandforworldfinangeneral.”Thefutureofworldeicswasthussettledinthecasualversationofthethreenakedbeauties.

    Smokeanddustraisedbythepassingbusgraduallysettled,revealingthefigureofMr.Kaffee.Hisfacethatusedtobefulndplumpwasnowhaggardandgaunt,everywrinkleemphasized.Hisirongreyhairwasblowneverywhichwaybythewind.Straosay,hedidnothaveonhistrade-markdarkgsses.Hisnormallywell-pressed,snow-whiteshirtwasdirtyandunbuttoscolrsoiledandlihbckgrease.Hisexpensive,well-tailreysuitwassowrinkledandoutofshapethatitlookedasifithadbeenexcavatedfromagarbage.HesquattedattheerofthestreetacrossfromWorldBank,attheverypgDimitrioedforthedoorsofthebanktoopen.Atthattime,DimitriwastryingtogetmoopayJamaz’smedicalbills.Ironically,nowitwasMr.Kaffe’sturhesamepcelookingdazedlyattheimposiraoWorldBahoughtofthedayhewasthrownoutofthebuilding,headhunglow,eyesrestrictedtotheowofeetofspacebeforehim,ntomeettheptuouseyesofhisderisiveandmogex-coworkers.Helefthurriedlyandwanderedaimlesslyoreetsandalleys.Butmisfortunefollowedhiseveralthousanddolrsuit,silkshirtwithdiamondcufflinks,diamondstuddedgoldwatch,Italiahershoesa,andpocketsfullofcashweremagotheireyes.Especiallyeye-catgwasthathugesolitaireonhisfinger.Whenhewalkedpassanalley,somethingheavyhitthebackofhisheadandhefelltotheground,unscious.Whenhefinallycameto,hehadasplittingheadache.Raisinghishandtotouchthepainfulbumponhishead,hefoundthateverythingonhishandhadbeenstripped.Hispocketswerealsoempty,leavinghimliterallywithonlytheclothesonhisbadespair,hetriedtoapproaeoftheunderlingshehadpromotedtohighpces,butknowinghewasnowoutofpowerandnolohepresidentofWorldBank,theyavoidedhimlikethepgueandwouldnotraiseafiohelphiminanyway.ItwasthenthatMr.Kaffeefinallyuoodthewaysoftheworldwerefakeihepeoplewhousedtosurroundhumsoobsequiously,obeyinghiseveryorder,toadyingtohiseverywishwerereallyonlyrabblesofsociety.Whentherewasnothingtobegaiheyallscatteredtothefourwinds.Whocaredaboutfriendship,moralsorprinciples?Mr.Kaffeesmiledicallyandthought,

    “SeehowlowIhavesunk?Iamnowadown-on-my-luckbigshot.IhadbeenrichasMidas,butthat’salli.TodayIamworsethanabeggar.”

    JustasMr.Kaffeewaswallowinginself-pity,aluxurioussedandroveupandstoppedattheentraoWordBankacrossthestreet.Twobeautifundsophisticatedwomendressedintheheightoffashion,steppedoutandwalkedintothebank.Mr.Kaffeereizedohem.“Isn’tthattheretiredtopEuropeanmodelSamantha?Theotheronelooksfamiliartoo,butIdon’trememberwhereIhadseenherbefore...Ohyes,isn’tthatthefinancialgeniusMegginn?”Mr.Kaffeehadlustedafterherbeauty,