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Considering Mr. John's identity, I was still a little nervous, and my movements were a little restrained.

I sat down on the sofa in a regular manner, and slowly raised my head, only then did I see the true face of Mr. John.

He really doesn't look young anymore, and he also wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, adding a bit of elegance.

A business tycoon who has been up and down in the mall for many years, although mysterious, but I imagined an old man, or a vigorous man, but I thought that I could not detect the slightest aura of pressure from him.

As if aware that I was staring at him, Mr. John smiled, "Why? Do I look very vicious?"

"No. You are a little different from what I imagined." I said frankly about my first impression of him: "You make me feel more like a literati."

But having said that, the sharpness and dominance of businessmen is just an inherent stereotype.

Mr. John smiled, "You can talk, I'm afraid you imagined me as a bald and greasy old man?"

"That's not true." I also denied it with a smile.

Mr. John took a sip of his coffee and casually mentioned: "Recently, your company has been very high-profile! There are a lot of news at home and abroad. It seems that your hype marketing is quite powerful."

I disagree, "No, we are just doing public welfare routinely."

I replied, my eyes fell on Mr. John's hand, and my heart was clouded with doubts.

He did not wear a wedding ring on his finger, nor did he have any ring marks.

According to Yuan Yue's investigation, Mr. John was married, but his wife had passed away.

But Mr. John loved his dead wife very much, and this wedding ring should never leave his hand.But there are no ring marks, unless Mr. John took off the ring very early.

According to the investigation, Mr. John was infatuated with his wife, who passed away for many years but never remarried.

When his wife passed away, he was still very down and there was no way to bury her with dignity.But after he became famous, he paid a lot of money to build a cemetery for his wife, and he wanted to stand with his wife after he died.

How could a man who has loved his wife deeply for many years be willing to take away the only witness between him and his wife?

I was just in a daze, and soon regained my composure.

I chatted with John about the current situation and future plans of Yixue Jewelry. Mr. John has been listening carefully, but when I asked about the cooperation intention, he was ambiguous and did not give me a clear answer.

Such an attitude, on the contrary, made me feel that something was wrong.

With Mr. John's strength, I don't need to introduce any information about Yixue Jewelry. He should have investigated it long ago and knows everything well. But I just talked non-stop for more than ten minutes, and he had the patience not to call. break me.

I don't think Mr. John has a good temper at all, just that he is weird.

I made an excuse to answer the phone, exited the suite, and sent Yuan Yue a message at the door, asking her to check who stayed in the hotel last night.

I suspect that the Mr. John I saw is not the real person, because there are too many doubts.

But I didn't say anything. After all, everything was just my speculation. Maybe I was too suspicious and sensitive. If I really offended Mr. John, it would only make the situation embarrassing.

Then I went back to the room and chatted with Mr. John about some domestic and foreign jewelry industry issues and my views.

As for the jewelry industry, Mr. John seems to know a lot about it, and he talks about it with eloquence.

It seems that he is very professional in jewelry, but the problem is that he is too professional, as if he has been prepared for a long time.

After chatting for a while, I took the initiative to stand up.

"Since Mr. John can't make a decision yet, then you should think about it again. I'll go back to my room and wait for your news."

Mr. John didn't hold me back either, he just responded politely.

After walking out of the hotel room, I received a text message from Yuan Yue.

It wasn't Mr. John and his assistant who checked into the hotel last night. At the same time, a man also booked a hotel suite, and the room was next to Mr. John's.

I glanced at the room number next door and knocked on the door.

The assistant's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

My heart stopped suddenly, I stabilized my emotions, and replied calmly: "Hello, room service."

The door was opened, and the moment the assistant saw me, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, but it was only fleeting.

"How could it be you? Aren't you talking about cooperation with our husband? What do you want to do now?"

I looked at the assistant with certainty: "The person in that room is not the real Mr. John at all, but a substitute you specially recruited, am I right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?! You don't respect Mr. John so much! I don't think you have any sincerity to cooperate."

Faced with the assistant's annoyance, I didn't take it seriously.

I glanced into the room and said firmly, "The real Mr. John should be in this room, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be here."

The assistant still wanted to argue, but at this moment, a cold voice came from the room.

"Okay, stop acting, let her in."

I was startled in my heart. Although I had already guessed, but my idea was confirmed, I was still a little apprehensive.

The assistant turned sideways helplessly and let me in.

When I walked into the suite, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

My behavior just now was indeed a little rude, but they deceived me first.

I comforted myself like this to calm down.

When I saw the man drinking tea in the living room, I was still taken aback for a moment.

The man in front of him is different from the fake Mr. John, although he is also drinking slowly, the man in front of him has a kind of indifference.

He is the real Mr. John.

"So, why did you find a substitute to deceive me? Mr. John, your behavior makes me feel that I don't get the respect I deserve." I questioned without being humble, not worried that Mr. John would embarrass me.

Mr. John just smiled slightly, "It's not that I deceive you on purpose, but I have always been like this. I don't like to show my face in front of outsiders, but I can hear everything you said to him clearly."

Hearing this, my heart was covered with doubts, but I saw Mr. John gestured to me with his eyes, asking me to look behind me.

What was broadcast on the monitor behind him was the surveillance from the next room.

Naturally, it is impossible to have surveillance in the hotel suites, and they installed the surveillance themselves.

Mr. John said nonchalantly: "This is the way I talk about all my cooperation. After he meets you, I will make a decision and let him ask you to meet again."