When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

Xu Jingqiu sat in the chair opposite her and listened to her next arrangements.

Lin Xinran tapped the desk lightly with his fingers, leaned lazily against the back of the chair, tilted his head slightly, rested his right arm on the armrest, and supported his chin with his right hand.

"Miss, we have contacted three domestic brands. These three were suppressed by the Sakura brand in the past five years. Currently, this brand has withdrawn from the public's view, and the related companies are already on the decline. So when they heard that we wanted to sell their brand, the bosses of these three companies agreed very readily."

Lin Xinran nodded thoughtfully, but she had already expected this result in her heart.

The cosmetics of those brands are added with real herbal essences for skin care, and some essences even contain herbs with related functions. They can be said to be good brands and good companies with real ingredients.

However, during the business war, it was maliciously suppressed and slandered by the cosmetics brands in the Sakura Country and was forced to fade out of the public eye.

Now that NRC has gone bankrupt, she can use this building to sell some of Huaxin’s products, including skin care products.

"Contact them and arrange for them to come to Kyoto to discuss cooperation with me. Remember to ask them to bring their team. In addition, contact the robot companies and ask them to transport some sample robots they have produced here. We will first use the robots and the products of Huaxin Electric Appliances as a transition."

Research on cosmetics takes time. At this time, we can use Huaxin intelligent robots to hype up the popularity of Huaxin Group’s branch in the United States, which can also pave the way for selling domestic products in the future.

Xu Jingqiu's brain reacted quickly. Although Lin Xinran only gave a general idea and did not tell her how to do it specifically, she quickly understood what Lin Xinran meant.

"Okay Miss, I will contact the presidents of several other companies."

After dealing with the branch company's affairs, Lin Xinran took a car back to Zhao Sinian's manor.

After a simple wash, I fell asleep quickly.

The nights in America are somewhat different from those in China, yet somewhat similar.

What is the same is that the night sky is as dark as usual, the stars are bright and twinkling, and the moon is as bright as a white gauze hanging in the air, scattering bursts of faint moonlight.

The beautiful night view always arrives as promised when night falls.

But the difference is people’s nightlife at night.

There are many "cities that never sleep" in China. Originally, the term "city that never sleeps" may have been used to describe a tourist attraction, but now it is used to describe a city full of late-night partying.

Many people have a very rich nightlife, so you can often see many people out shopping and eating supper with friends at eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening.

But the United States is different.

The United States has relatively free control over certain things, so you often don't see many people on the streets around eight or nine o'clock.

After all, the public security in the United States may not be very reliable at times.

But this does not mean that there are no people on the streets of the United States at night.

On the contrary, in some small cities in the United States, there are a lot of people sleeping on the streets at night, which is in sharp contrast to China.

You can see some people picking out things they can use from the garbage dump on the roadside, which may be clothes, or some other daily necessities that others don't use, etc.

There are also some young people who dress very indulgently and wander the streets like gangsters.

So often at this time in the evening, Americans have already gone to bed at home.

Inoue Yuko and Kuroda Ichiro were different. They had no desire to sleep tonight because they had something big to do.

Tomorrow is the last day of the feast and also the most lively day.

Inoue Yuko leaned against the cruise ship structure diagram in front of her and analyzed quietly with Kuroda Ichiro: "According to the information we found today, Lin Xinran will most likely be arranged in the VIP room on the eighth floor. We can send someone to put poison powder on every toiletries and cup in the room in advance."

"At the beginning of the banquet, I arranged for five waiters to deliver poisoned wine to Lin Xinran. She would drink it once out of five chances."

"I have also arranged for snipers, but this method is too risky. I will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Here, the location of the hall and the rooftop outside are the possible locations for the masquerade ball at the dinner tomorrow. I have arranged for someone to assassinate her."

"And here, on the deck, as long as she gets close, someone will come up to chat her up and create the illusion that she accidentally fell into the water..."

Ichiro Kuroda was stunned by the plan in his mind.

How much must Inoue Yuko hate her to think of so many ways to die.

"Here, there is a large ornamental fish tank next to it. If Lin Xinran comes nearby tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to cut the wires and use water to conduct electricity, so that she will be electrocuted to death." Inoue Yuko said out all the methods she could think of and had already arranged in her mind in one breath, took a sip of water with a dry mouth, and then looked at Kuroda Ichiro.

"How is it? Is the plan feasible?"

Kuroda Ichiro swallowed his saliva and nodded blankly: "Very good, very good, perfect."

Inoue Yuko snorted coldly, with murderous intent in her eyes: "I will make sure she doesn't live past tomorrow."

In the manor.

Lin Xinran, who was sleeping, felt a chill on her back for no reason. She half-heartedly turned up the air conditioner temperature, then burrowed deeper into the quilt and fell asleep again.

As time passed, the sky gradually brightened.

Today's feast still starts at 4 pm, but boarding the ship begins at 10 am, so Lin Xinran got up very early.

Lin Xinran's first dress today is Zuhaimura's 2011 Spring/Summer Haute Couture. It is a casual, lazy and leisure style haute couture dress that can be worn in daily life. Of course, the premise is that you can get the finished product.

The signature feature of Zuhaimura's haute couture dress is the corset design at the waist, which seems to be intended to highlight the elements of metal and gold, so the bracelets, arms, neck, and corsets at the waist all have related designs.

She changed her clothes and went to the living room on the first floor. Zhao Sinian and Fu Sicheng were already sitting on the sofa waiting.

When Zhao Sinian saw Lin Xinran walking out of the elevator, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

When he saw the dress, he didn't think the design of the dress was so beautiful and sophisticated, but when he wore it on her, it seemed as if the whole dress had a soul.

"How's it going? Is it okay?"

Lin Xinran tilted her head and turned around casually, and the flowing hem of her dress drew a beautiful arc as she moved.

"So beautiful."

Fu Sicheng stood up, walked towards her, and put his arm around her waist very naturally.

"Let's go, it's time to set off."

Zhao Sinian also stood up and walked towards the door.