Kuaiwen: This beauty is so good at flirting!

This world is boring and scary sometimes.

Duplicity, subterfuge, hypocrisy...those people are like wearing a ridiculous and crude white mask. You don't need to look too closely to see the contempt mixed in their eyes.

And that compassion that makes people laugh.

Deye leaned on the European-style sofa, his eyes drooping. The French text on the paper was typed tightly, and he needed to concentrate.

After a few minutes.

He spread these pieces of paper on the table, raised his eyes and said, "No problem, Mr. Li."

Opposite him, the man in the dark robe was sipping tea with a very calm expression.

"Master Deye, have you finished reading?"

"of course."

The handsome-faced man chuckled. He leaned forward slightly and pressed his big, bony hands on the thin documents.

"A 25% profit concession is the greatest sincerity that Delian can give."

Behind him stood several men in suits who also had European faces. They all carried black and gold metal boxes in their hands. They had serious faces and gave people a very depressing feeling.

This is a hereditary family from France.

Like a ghost ship that rises from the bottom of the sea to the surface at random, it is full of wealth, status, and power.

But it also represents danger.

Li Jingzhu put down the tea cup, and the half-filled tea made ripples in the cup.

"can."

Deye raised his eyelids, his blue eyes filled with a deep meaning like the deep sea.

"Master Li is very happy."

His voice is exceptionally clear and he speaks Chinese very well.

But the tone at this moment was a little cold and deep, like a dormant black snake, giving people a strange feeling of palpitations.

The man's handsome face didn't look serious. On the contrary, he chuckled and suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Now that the cooperation is reached, I think this gift can be given away."

Several people standing behind him placed the black metal box they had been carrying for a long time on the table at his signal.

Open the password lock again.

Boxes of purple-red banknotes appeared in everyone's sight.

A total of 10 boxes of new 500 euro banknotes.

Li Qingning, who had been sitting next to Li Jingzhu from the beginning and did not dare to say anything, was a little shocked when she saw it. It was the first time she saw so many denominations of European banknotes, just like in the movie.

Like an underground casino for money laundering, it's a bit exaggerated.

Li Jingzhu didn't move.

With so much money, he just glanced at it and then looked away, as if the ten boxes of banknotes were just waste paper in his eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man opposite, "When will the contract be delivered?"

Deye asked someone to put away the documents, then stood up and shrugged.

"Within half a month, I will have someone over there to connect with you."

After sitting in this hellish place for two or three hours, he had finally reached the end of his patience. Now that the cooperation had been decided, he planned to withdraw as soon as possible.

He tucked the loose hair on his forehead behind his ears, and unbuttoned a few buttons on his chest, revealing his entire sexy collarbone and vaguely visible chest muscles. There was nowhere to hide the hormonal aura in his body.

"Master Li, happy to cooperate."

Li Jingzhu: "Wait a minute."

His expression was heavy, his dark eyes were deep under the gold-rimmed lenses, and his aura during the negotiation was particularly fierce.

Building a bridge with a family whose foundation is not clean, this competition is essentially seeking skin from a tiger, and the Delian Chamber of Commerce is not only engaged in pharmaceutical and biological research on the surface.

"If it's a thank you gift, these are not necessary."

"Don't have to?"

Deye put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He suddenly took a few steps towards Li Jingzhu, approached the table, and reached the edge of the safe where there was nowhere to place it.

He stretched out his hand, picked up a wad of bills, and clapped his palms.

"Don't worry, the money has already passed through the road, and nothing can be found. Moreover, this is the sincerity that Deshbul personally asked me to bring to the Li family."

Snapped--

He threw the banknotes in front of Li Jingzhu.

Deye laughed.

The faint blue pupils contained a certain coldness, which touched the bottom of the eyes and made people stop.

"Thank you for your father's everlasting friendship with Deshbul, Master Li."

...

"Master Deye."

At the fountain, a European man with a ponytail was playing with a black lighter in his hand and a thin cigarette hanging from his mouth. The smoke slowly rose in the night sky.

Deye sat by the fountain, smoking a cigarette and speaking casually, "What did Deshbul say?"

The black-haired secretary reflexively lowered her head when she heard the full name, "The president asked me to take you back."

"go back?"

Deye smiled, biting the cigarette butt and looking lazily into the distance, "Okay, I'm fine."

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Fortunately, Master Deye finally relented this time.

However, this breath of relief did not last long.

Deye twitched the corners of his lips coldly, with a light and mocking smile, "Let him sort out the mess in my studio, and then negotiate terms with me."

secretary:…

"Master, the president will not agree..."

Doing fashion design essentially touches the president's objections, not to mention that Deye is the orthodox heir and the only descendant of Deshbul, so it is impossible for him to let him go without doing his job.

"Then don't talk."

He put out the cigarette with one hand and felt the burning between his fingers. He said without any expression, "Leave the car and you go first."

The secretary said: "Master, the president asked us to..."

Deye's face turned completely cold, "Can't you understand people, or is the Chinese too obscure for you to understand?"

"vous,retournezvous-mêmesenfrance."

"Comprendre?"

A cold feeling spread down the secretary's back, "Yes, I understand."

"As long as you know."

Deye laughed, stood up, walked to the secretary, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "I like smart women. Since you were chosen by him, you are definitely not stupid."

The secretary couldn't help but blush when he saw her.

The unique sensuality of French men, the dark-toned perfume, and the deep faces make it difficult for people to resist.

Deye put the cigarette butt on the secretary's palm.

He stepped back, the smile on his lips was careless, and he didn't look at the secretary again, "Give him the documents, and let him find someone to deal with Li Jingzhu for the rest."

"Give him another message."

Deye put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile: "I have taken care of the Li family's affairs, and the steps have been provided. You can let him take care of the rest."

...

Waiting for the secretary's figure to completely disappear before his eyes.

Deye picked up the phone and made a call.

"Check for bugs. If there are any, dispose of them before departure."

Then he hung up, took out the sim card, and threw it into the bushes nearby.

So annoying.

He was holding the phone, his thumb stuck on the frame of the phone, and he pressed it so hard that his fingertips turned white.

How long will these boring days continue?

...

"Sister Yu, you majored in psychology. Do you know what I'm thinking now?"

The conversation coming from not far away, and the crisp sound of high heels hitting the azure floor, were very obvious in this silent garden.

Deye leaned against the fountain and slowly recovered his empty thoughts.

The sound of footsteps became increasingly clear, indicating that the other party's route was to pass through him.

Originally I just wanted to find a cleaner place to breathe, but it seemed that I might as well go back to the hotel and have a good sleep.

Also, it's strange that he can breathe in Li Jingzhu's territory.

"what do you think?"

Deye paused.

"Brother, I am studying psychology, but I am not putting a bug in your heart."

The voice was hoarse and melodious, with a touch of tenderness engraved on it.

Also too familiar.

After a while.

Half of the path is covered by bushes.

The silver high heels stepped on the ground first, and the exposed feet were dazzlingly white.

Then, there was the burgundy, eye-catching red skirt. The arc that swayed with the steps was beautiful and natural, with an proud momentum.

Smooth, white arms, exposed collarbones deep enough to hold water drops.

And that eye-catching, beautiful face.

Shi Yu tilted his head, chatting with Li Yu while walking towards the hall of the mansion.

"But we often have open classes. If you are interested, I can take you to one next time."

Li Yu was very interested when he heard this, "Then you will take me to visit the school by the way?"

Shi Yu curled her red lips and said, "No problem."

She suddenly noticed a particularly conspicuous gaze, which was so blatantly staring at her face that it was a bit scary, so she tilted her head.

Then he raised his eyebrows.

There is a huge fountain, a sculpture of a Western woman holding a basin, the water pours down, and the light shines on the fountain, making it look crystal clear.

There was no one there.