The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

At this moment, Chianti forgot that Belmode is also a member of the organization, and there is a boss platform behind him, so he will not be reduced to that point no matter what.

Cohen, who was sitting next to her, was dumbfounded. He reached out and grabbed Chianti's sleeve, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

This matter, no matter how you listen to it, is a good thing.If Chianti really makes money, it will also leave a way for them to retreat in the future. One day, if they are not healthy and can't do fighting and killing, they can still rely on this to make ends meet...

Thinking of this, his objection unconsciously became weaker.

Cohen was overthinking, whereas Chianti's thinking was simple.

She was originally a carefree and simple-minded type. After the teacher of Wynyard Company discovered this characteristic, in order to cultivate her own memory points and tap her potential as a model, the physique teacher spent a lot of effort on this aspect. , trying to make her more arrogant, to fully explore the advantages of this character.

As a result, this Chianti is even more reckless and lawless than the one in Conan's original book, and dares to choke with gin.

Ha!

Chianti's thoughts drifted far away, his cheeks flushed with excitement, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he might have stood up and danced.

Just think about it, one day in the future, Belmode's company will be eaten by the new company he built.The things you imagined may become reality.Chianti felt a great sense of happiness.She actually felt that this kind of thing was more enjoyable than killing people with a gun, making her seem like a firework, and she couldn't suppress the ecstasy in her heart.

While Bolivar put down his teacup and kept his face hidden, the villain in his heart was also quietly showing his head.

He seems to have seen the leeks in the field grow up overnight, and he even watered himself, and the mature leeks jumped into his vegetable basket... Cough, Bolivar cleared his throat with some restraint. .

"We are still in the reconciliation stage with Wynyard Company. And when the company starts, it's best not to provoke unnecessary fights..." Bolivar watched the crimson on the other party's face slowly fade, and added, "But after two years, you can..."

He hinted pointedly that he tried to make a big pie for Chianti empty-handed, and judging from the feedback from the other party, the effect was good.

"I know, it's like killing me..." Chianti was pinched on the back by Cohen, and quickly changed his words, almost biting his tongue, "Hunting! Haha, when hunting, you must concentrate and wait for the prey to take the bait!"

"After that! Only one hit kills!"

"That's right." Bolivar also laughed, of course he knew what the other party wanted to say.

Chianti naturally happily agreed to the matter, and Bolivar also explained various details in detail. He originally planned to hire one or two professional managers, but who knew that Chianti was so excited that he refused. Bolivar's advice, to do it yourself and worry about 'outsiders' screwing up your business.

Seeing this kind of reaction from the other party, the attendant girl hesitated to speak, she wanted to tell the other party that Grid holds 50.00% of the shares, LMS holds 20.00% of the shares, Chianti only holds 15.00% of the shares, and the rest The most important thing is that Cohen, Hook and others will share equally. No matter how you look at it, Chianti will suffer.

But when she saw that President Grid gave her 5.00% of the shares, which was as much as that of Cohen's second brother, she couldn't help but sipped her teeth and said nothing.

A generous man is always liked wherever he goes.

Hook also saw this, but he had a different view from the little girl in the class. He felt that Grid's approach was very generous.Judging from the future development and consistent management methods of the other party's company, this 15.00% may become millions, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars in a few years.As an individual shareholder, Chianti is already very privileged to own this proportion.

So he didn't talk too much, smoothed things out, and even acted as a lobbyist instead of Bolivar, and proposed to use his contacts to contact relevant people for Chianti and win over contacts.

The whole scene became a bit funny, as if the angel investor Grid and his investment object Chianti, Bolivar, who was originally the inviter, turned back as a guest, watching how Hook and others promoted themselves.

"Okay, I believe in Chianti's potential, I believe in you, and you will definitely run this company well." Bolivar slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and several people successfully reached a consensus. He stood up, and Chianti waited. People shake each other's hands and say goodbye.

When she took her hand back, Chianti subconsciously sniffed, and she smelled a very familiar smell.Then she raised her hand, and a familiar smell came to her nostrils.

At that moment, a white light seemed to flash through her mind.

"Wait a minute." Chianti reached out and grabbed Bolivar's sleeve, and the smell became stronger.

Her eyes widened slowly, and for a while, thoughts were numerous and chaotic.

Just like no matter how stupid a woman is, she will become shrewd when encountering the problem of catching rape, she suddenly became extremely sharp at this moment.Chianti reacted almost instantly, his tone softened unconsciously, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it quickly twisted into a gentle and gentle smile.

"I mean, you... you, what brand of perfume do you use?" Chianti opened his mouth halfway, his face changing.

"Perfume?" Bolivar was a little surprised, "No, I don't use perfume."

"Then, the shower gel? Or the brand of shampoo?!" Chianti asked. She never knew that her acting skills were so good that she could maintain the whole process quietly.

Bolivar frowned slightly. He didn't answer the question, but stared at Chianti, already suspicious in his heart.And Curacao took a step forward, the muscles on his arms were slightly tensed, ready to guard against Chianti's attack at any time.

It can be seen that her acting skills are actually not very good.

Bolivar and the others did not suspect what she was scheming, but they wondered if she was addicted to killing, some couldn't restrain themselves, and wanted to kill violently.

Chianti smiled with some embarrassment, and added with a haha: "I'm sorry, I, I think your smell is very good, so I want to inquire about the same shower gel."

"Taste?" Bolivar seemed to remember something, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "You probably mean foundation. I used a little K brand concealer powder. It's fine and smooth without sticking. I highly recommend it."

"Is that so?" Chianti seemed to be amused by the advertisement, smiling brightly.But her hand hidden behind her tightened slightly, and her fingernails pinched into the flesh.

Foundation... Chianti glances, slides from face to sleeve, puts foundation on hands?

She suddenly remembered the scene of that day, the other party supported her arm, and then left a scent on her sleeve...

She seemed to realize something, and her pupils shrank violently.

On the other side, in the pharmaceutical company, several women in white coats were conducting experiments.

The flaxen-colored woman with big wavy hair had a cold face. She took out a test tube, tapped it a few times, and then shook the precipitate to observe the color and the reaction inside the glass.

After she saw the precipitation in the center of the test tube, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "Good performance, good response. This stage is over."

And the fat, dark-skinned woman standing next to her glanced at the console, picked up her things, with a cold expression.

"Jenny, what's the result of your laboratory?" Another experimenter standing in the room couldn't help asking, he glanced at the flaxen curly-haired woman meaningfully, and couldn't tell whether it was admiration or jealousy. "Genius, it is indeed a genius. He is obviously not yet of age..."

"Hanging and beating us adults." Another person's words also had a sour taste.

For a while, the atmosphere in the laboratory was very strange.

"Hmph, if you have the time to gossip, why don't you do two more experiments." Jenny, that is, the chubby woman with dark skin, crossed her arms and cast a sideways glance at the jealous experimenters. As a result, our lab is about to be completely shut down."

"Tsk," upon hearing this, the faces of the others changed, and they wanted to get angry, but remembering Jenny's skill and violent temper, they suppressed their inner dissatisfaction.

From the beginning to the end, the flaxen curly-haired woman stood coldly in the corner checking the results of the experiment, as if she didn't hear the whispers.

Jenny took another look at her hair and frowned. She hated flaxen hair, fair skin, thin and small, and looked like a little white flower.

jingle--

The alarm went off.

The curly brown-haired woman glanced at her watch, frowned slightly, and took off her white coat.

She said to the remaining laboratory staff: "I will go out later, there are still semi-finished products in laboratory T, laboratory E, and laboratory Q, pay attention to preservation. There are things in the centrifuge that will be used next time. Very important, you..."

"Understood, the experiment will not be delayed." Jenny snorted, her brows raised slightly, "Hehe, hurry up and reunite with your dear sister, our great scientist."

The woman's face darkened, but she soon smiled too, with a hint of indifferent sarcasm on the corner of her mouth, and her tone was brisk: "Kashasa, it's rare that you have the leisure to pick trouble here now. After all, the mess you left before I haven't finished packing yet, I heard that your creditor, Mr. Brandy, has chased after the neon."

Hearing this, Jenny's face also sank, and she looked ferocious: "Don't worry about it, Shirley."

Shirley, that is, Miyano Shiho, folded the white coat and put it in the cabinet, then found the coat, put it on, pushed open the door, and left Jenny in the room alone.

"Da da da—" her high heels hit the floor, leaving a crisp sound.

At the entrance of the company, several people in black suits stood outside waiting for her.

"Lord Shirley." The man in the black suit bowed slightly, he opened the car door, invited the woman in, and closed the door.

"Ms. Miyano Akemi is waiting for you at the newly opened shopping center." The man in the black suit secretly watched Miyano Shiho sitting in the back seat while driving.

"Yeah." Miyano Shiho replied indifferently, she clicked on the phone, and checked the latest emails one by one, most of which were sent by Rum, asking her about the progress of the experiment, and kept urging her.

She deleted all the emails with a blank expression, and then forwarded another message, sending all these random thoughts of Rum to Kashasa.

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There will be another chapter after twelve o'clock (it is recommended to read it in the morning, don't wait)

写到这里我还没有写出来我最喜欢的一个节点……啧，是玻利瓦尔副本。快了快了。那个节点写完差不多就可以收尾了……感谢在2022-02-1523:58:24~2022-02-1623:38:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!