Giants hunting: The gold master holds the little cute wife alone

Ivor clapped his hands, and several of his bodyguards entered the room.

Those drunk people were driven out by the bodyguards to find a car and sent back. Su Wenqian was left sitting opposite the man. She was a little restless for some reason. After she stood up, she raised her eyes and said to the man: " I'm going back too, good night."

"and many more."

The man said softly, his eyes like a pool of water in the night met Su Wenqian's gaze.

Su Wenqian sat down.

"Is there anything else you want to order?"

Su Wenqian asked politely and distantly.

She was able to get this role in the end, in fact, she had to thank this man for being willing to open the back door for her, but because it was his subordinates who played tricks on her, Su Wenqian felt that this was offset.

It's enough to talk, laugh and do face-saving when we meet, but it's a bit embarrassing to have to eat and drink and sit at the same table.

"If Ms. Rick is willing to come forward to promote "Flora", it will have an immeasurable impact on "Flora". KS is willing to mobilize all the resources that can be mobilized to cooperate, but recently we have been unable to cooperate with Ms. Rick is in touch. As Ms. Rick's student, Ms. Su, please help convey what we mean to your teacher."

When Su Wenqian heard this, she immediately shook her head and refused: "I can't agree to you. Because my teacher will never agree to this request. Please find other ways."

Stella has been reluctant to see outsiders since she was disfigured in a stage accident at her last show.

She is such a proud person who wants to keep her most perfect side in the hearts of the audience forever, so she will naturally not appear in front of the public now.

Ivor pretended not to hear Su Wenqian's refusal: "I can give you another three percent of the investment amount."

Really generous.

Some time ago, in order to compete for [-]% of the investment amount, Wen Yize and the people from KS could be said to be fighting red-faced, but in the end they did not let the other party compromise.Now that he actually gave her three percentage points just to let her pass on a message, this Ivor is really generous.

"Even if you give me ninety percent, I can't agree. Mr. Boss, I'm not using this to raise the price, but what my teacher doesn't want to do, we won't force her to do it."

Ivor bit a cigarette, lit it, and the smoke was lingering, his eyes flickered.

"It's only a few minutes for her to show up a little bit, and the reward will be tens of millions of dollars."

Now the biggest gimmick in the promotion of "Flora God" is Stella and her students. Many people come to invest in them with money, and the data on various public platforms are also very good. He is confident that this project will be successful.

So at this moment he will choose any method that will make this project more profitable.

"Snapped!"

Slapping his hands on the table fiercely, Su Wenqian stared coldly at the handsome man in front of him.

"Then I would rather give up this tens of millions of income."

She inhaled the smoke exhaled by the man, frowned slightly, and leaned back to keep herself away from the man.

Sometimes money really isn't everything.

"Very well, it seems that our heroine is a very principled person." Ivor said, with a smile on his brows and eyes, unable to tell whether it was a real smile or a fake one.

"Thank you for the compliment, can I go now?"

"I see you off."

Ivor seemed to have given up on that plan, and Su Wenqian got into the man's limousine, while bodyguards poured tea for them.

I didn't expect to drink tea here, it was Yuqian Longjing, which surprised Su Wenqian.

"You like tea too?"

"No, I don't like it." The man said while shaking his teacup lazily. "It's just that it's more tasteful to serve guests with tea than coffee. There are a lot of arty people in Hollywood, and of course I am one of them."

Su Wenqian thinks this man is very interesting. Although he always likes to use money to solve problems, his transparency and confidence are different.

"Then I'll be arty for once."

Su Wenqian raised his teacup and saluted the man opposite him like a toast.

But he didn't want Su Wenqian to be unable to maintain his balance when the car under him braked suddenly. With a shake of his hand, all the tea in the quilt was spilled out.

"Sorry sorry!"

The steaming tea was still poured all over the man's upper body.

The collar of the white shirt was dyed brown, and other tea remained along the suit.

Su Wenqian became anxious, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to help the man wipe off the tea on his body.

"Okay, no need."

Although the neck was burned red, but the expression on the man's face remained the same. He directly pressed Su Wenqian's hand with his hand, and said, "There is no need to wipe it anymore. Just throw away the clothes."

Hundreds of thousands of custom-made suits and shirts are discarded so lightly, and the rich and powerful people are indeed full of pride.

Su Wenqian's delicate little hand rubbed against the slightly rough glove and then exclaimed, she retracted herself like a rabbit.

There is static electricity!

The man picked up the veil that Su Wenqian had just dropped and wiped it himself twice, and the driver in front cautiously said as if he had done something wrong: "The road ahead is blocked."

"Go see what's going on."

The man ordered, and a bodyguard got out of the car to inquire.

"A gunman escaped from prison, and the police blocked the road here for inspection."

Su Wenqiannian felt terrified when he heard that the armed robbers were holding four people.

One of the reasons for wanting to go back to China is that at least guns are banned in China, unlike here where guns are open, no one knows what the other party is holding in his arms, and will directly pull out a gun to kill you without saying a word.

"Changing the road, take Miss Su back."

The car deliberately drove to the door of Su Wenqian's rented house. After Su Wenqian entered the house, he looked out the window and found that the car was still parked outside the door. It took a few minutes for the car to leave.

inside the car.

The man's red and swollen skin looked a little scary, and the bodyguard next to him blamed himself for not being able to protect his employer.

Of course you can't blame them.

Who made his boss treat that lady too intimately and get too close to her, that's why they didn't have time to stop it when an accident happened.

"Have you ever been in love?"

Suddenly, a deep and elegant cello-like voice sounded in the car.

But the content of the voice made several bodyguards a little at a loss.

What is happening?

Why does the boss suddenly want to open an emotional seat?These rough people are not very good at this!

But the boss asked all the questions, and had to answer them.

"My son is three years old."

"I just broke up with my girlfriend last month."

"I only have regular PAO friends."

……

The man pondered: "Maybe I should try too, right?"