Heather who counterattacked

Not only did Ah Lei lose her voice for an instant, even her breathing was instantly forgotten.

Can anyone really be so beautiful?The zenith of the flower house has the function of concentrating light. The light refracts on the glass at various angles to create a halo that goes back and forth continuously, creating a room full of roses and vines like a dreamy world, but they can suddenly enter the house from the outside. The figure standing in the center of the squinting sunlight is more dazzling than the bright light.

The guest is saying goodbye to the old man. Although the distance is not far away, the voice seems to come from another distant space. The movements are very slow, but there is an elegant charm that can be ironed into the hearts of the viewers. The figure walks across the road. Cong soft pink single-petal roses, looking at the wooden door inside stood for a moment, the pause was very short, almost just a slight hesitation in his heart, Alei could catch a glimpse of the slightly raised arc of his eyebrows, oh my god, the way he frowned Sometimes it looks much better than usual.

Staring blankly at the guest walking out of the flower house, he didn't dare to take a breath until the figure completely disappeared from sight.She seems to finally understand Lolisa's obsession with Mr. Leander's appearance, as long as such a shadow appears in her retina, she can't escape the pursuit of her eyes and mind like a bewilderment.Alei thought about it carefully, and then suddenly found that she didn't even remember the outline of his face clearly, as if it was just a fleeting brilliance, leaving a beautiful shadow like a dream in her mind, but it didn't let you get a glimpse of it reality.

"Who is that?" For a moment, Alei forgot to kick away the vines that bound her ankles, swallowed hard, and asked as if she suddenly let out a sigh from an invisible place.

The garden keeper glanced at her sideways, still cracking those finger cakes.When there are guests, his actions are very simple and rude. When the guests leave, he can almost even violate the etiquette habits that seem to be deeply rooted in his body. After eating the biscuits, he picks up the crystal pot and lifts the lid. He took a cover with the filter and raised his head and drank in a big gulp.

Putting down the teapot heavily, the old man wiped his mouth with a smile. He got up and walked in while pointing to the door: "Don't say I didn't warn you." Under A Lei's idiot-like eyes, the slightly opened wooden door was slammed Kick it away.A Lei smelled a familiar aroma of coffee, without thinking carefully, she pulled out the dagger that was buckled inside her belt, cut off the vines around her ankles without hesitation, and then followed to the inside with a hop - she I don't know why, but every time I get entangled in these wooden vines.

Before entering the door, she tilted her head and poked inside first. When she saw the scene clearly, her nerves tensed instantly and she almost instinctively wanted to shrink and disappear immediately, but she still walked two steps forward with inertia—she froze in place.Die, die, die!

Compared with the large windows and high ceiling next door, this room is much lower and narrower.It should have been quite big, but unfortunately, all the surrounding areas are filled with all kinds of utensils and sundries, and even the empty space in the middle seems to be hard to get a foot in.It is obvious that this room is taken out and each piece is a boutique that a person with taste will collect. It is not very luxurious, but it is low-key and refined enough. The owner's aesthetics is obviously abnormal, and he is simply brain-dead to be so reckless.

There is a hammock near the inner side of the open space, only the area around the hammock looks cooler.The material of the hammock looks like rattan from the outside, but the occasional metallic color can be seen between the finely woven rattan. The rattan is wrapped with metal chains, so the structure is obviously very stable, and it can bear the weight.

At this moment, lying on the hammock was a man with his eyes closed and motionless.

Although his breathing was so slow that he could barely notice it, his face was so peaceful that it was hard to hide a certain sense of exhaustion, and there were even faint gray circles under his eyes due to lack of sleep, but Aleigh was sure that he definitely did not fall asleep.

The old man smiled mysteriously and evilly like a child making a prank, and kicked on the extra-tight rattan rope, the hammock shook violently, and the man's back combed hair was rubbed even more messily.

"Hey," in a lazy and heartless tone, the indifference and wisdom he pretended to be in front of the guests just now is gone, and he is a bit dependent on the old-fashioned bachelor: "Are you really not afraid of him coming in?"

There is an expensive coffee machine on one side of the low stool inlaid with ivory and silver, and the storage tank of coffee beans is next to it. In this room full of antiques and old things, it feels a bit out of place. The old man does not know where the porcelain is. It was dug out and filled with coffee, fine white bone china, and dark brown coffee, which is not too inconsistent.The old man sneered, leaned over and kicked at the power supply.I didn't kick it off, and stepped on it several times before I got the plug off.

"He won't." After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes, his voice was very soft, sleepy, careless, and even a bit sarcastic, but the sound quality was extremely gentle and pleasant, "I am used to holding those rotten How can you put things down, they are bound in shackles, and you can take two steps back if you take one step forward."

"Don't take people's politeness as an excuse to criticize, let alone the person who hides and hides but wants to make everything clear." The old man curled his lips to point out, and squinted at him, " Your little friend is a little reserved, but do you dare to say that he is not smart?"

As he said that, he even laughed out loud: "I can't wait to see the day when you play with firecrackers!"

Alei gently and quietly pressed against the cabinet by the wall, trying to hide her figure.The gentleman on the hammock stared calmly at a certain point in the sky. This kind of calmness always made her feel that it was a kind of depression before the wind blows the building before the mountain rain is about to come, or the hope of accumulating full strength when the volcanic eruption is approaching. terror.

She could see the clothes hanging on the hanger at the back - the flaxen suit jacket knew it was this person's style at a glance, and she didn't know how long it had been drying, but it still smelled damp.In the pocket of the coat, she could still see a dark color that was about to wither.A withered black rose.Alei glanced at him secretly, and shivered uncontrollably.

"The more extreme something is, the closer it is to destruction. When beauty appears in a cruel face, even if it is still beautiful, it has already made people reject..." A Lei saw that Mr. Leander did not say what the old man said. Instead of making any response, after a long silence, he muttered a sentence in a low, slow, almost playful manner.

He also understands that that person probably already knows the truth that he is close to the end, but he is still so calm, but he has not thought about how to face the end, so as not to destroy the original peace—— Even if it's just everything that seems peaceful.

"Very smart," his thin lips curled up into a smile, his voice was still sleepy, "but so what?"

"If you play too many tricks, you will be bound sooner or later. You must know that what you are looking at is not a prey, but a natural hunter." The old man sarcastically said mercilessly, "People are chasing here, how many of the calculations under the table are there? You know the strength of the obstruction. This door is a piece of paper that does not need to be pierced, and not pushing the door is not uncertain, but to be confused.”

The old man's excited mood gradually calmed down, but he became more and more condensed: "Sooner or later he will know who you are, not to mention...you...can't wait for him to know." He looked at the child almost sadly.

He has controlled the Tonaret family for so many years, and gave the child the initial protection. Watch him grow up, watch him hold power and authority, and watch him step by step into an unsolvable situation.The painful thing is not that you can't bury everything, but that the only buryer is unwilling to let go.And this is the biggest fatal flaw.

"he's mine."

All his tones are lax and careless, as if there is nothing to discuss, but only when he narrates this thing that is not recognized except himself, he uses a slow, determined, paranoid In an extreme tone, he said: "But from the very beginning, he was mine."

Cyril leaves the rose garden.

Before the car drove out of Losanick, he remembered where the familiar word "Tonalet" came from.

Jeffrey Tonaret.Italy.Sicily.

All the coincidences in the world are inevitable, Cyril always thought so.He is not a suspicious person, but in many cases, the events are too complicated, the known conditions are vague and unclear, and a lot of repeated and cumbersome thinking is required to extract the slightest accurate information, so he needs to think a little more.And at a certain point when your thoughts are turbulently rolling, you suddenly find something wrong, go back and compare the information you thought bit by bit, and then find that no matter how meticulous and invulnerable you think your thinking is, there is actually another kind that you have missed. Some kind of inevitable coincidence, which is interesting.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the dim compartment, it seemed that in just a split second, countless fragments flashed in his head.

The first meeting with Marcus in the Turin City Stadium, Jeffrey who happened to be there, and Nina who appeared unexpectedly when leaving, it was from this time that the nightmare of the black rose entangled the ankle.On the Hunting Goddess returning from America, the Geoffrey siblings met by chance. What kind of secret did he "accidentally" carry on him at that time, so that he was secretly protected by the Rose team and was attacked by an unknown enemy?The same cultural environment, similar family background, and even age, gender, and personality reasons made Markas and Jeffrey become good friends even though they had an unpleasant encounter.This innocent but well-educated boy has always had a good impression on Cyril. Cyril has always supported his relationship with Markus, but why is Jeffrey always in the blind spot of his thinking? , Didn't pay attention almost as thoroughly as others?

But Cyril didn't feel the discomfort in his throat as he imagined. When he thought of the "coincidence" that he missed Jeffrey, he even recalled those things lightly.

The name Tonaret is not very well-known in the Italian high society, not to say that its weight is not so great that it can shake the balance of politics or power, but it is similar to many families that are stained with "color" and are not very innocent. Similarly, its existence and means are low-key enough.

The times have changed, but just like the derived existence of the Gray Road can become a whole independently, the ancient order is still preserved in Sicily, the place where the mafia is rooted and multiplied.Of course, they will also keep pace with the times, transfer funds to completely legal business operations, invest in the construction industry, control import and export companies, purchase real estate and bank formal wealth management products, wrap themselves in a white coat, and be aboveboard Strengthen the penetration of the government, but whether it is themselves or those who fill out certain blacklists in the country, they know that their existence is actually more inclined to international trade criminal organizations, at least they cannot escape the high IQ crime As a matter of fact, modern means cannot conceal the ancientness of certain concepts. This kind of "stubbornness" is still deeply rooted even when the law of silence is basically broken.

As long as you know that Tonaret was and is still rooted in Sicily, then some things are tacit.

The fact that Geoffrey can be named Tonarete shows that it is a direct lineage—since the name used by the bloodline is Tonarete.The "garden keeper" he saw just now... should be Tonaret's current parent.By age... about grandfather?So, what do they have to do with the existence he was trying to reveal?Cyril was thinking whether his encounter with Jeffrey was really a coincidence, or a deliberate necessity offered by some people.What is the purpose?With the status of an old man, how could he stay in this rose garden for 20 years?What relationship does he have with Losanick's master?

Before Xi Ruier arrived at the airport, she received a call from Gray Harrier.Cyril had no desire to speak, so he waited silently for Gray Harrier to report something, but he did not expect the other party to also maintain a strange silence, and he understood the reason as soon as he thought about it, he almost laughed: "What?"

Gray Harrier said calmly: "The captain of your bodyguard told me that you were in a bad mood after you came out of the garden. He didn't dare to ask, so he expected me to have some inside information. I thought about it, probably because you were in the garden... ...and have you grasped any unsatisfactory information?"

So Cyril tried hard to pick out the key points from those scattered thoughts, and combined them into words: "I just thought of some things that had been forgotten. I can't tell whether everything has become simpler or more complicated."

"What?" Gray Harrier was curious.In view of His Excellency the Duke's trust in him, he has gone deeper into this incident than anyone else, and the most nervous thing is empathy. This mystery has also become a nightmare that he must solve, so even Cyril is relieved Then all investigations were interrupted, which was hard for him to accept.

"The 'third-party force' we think of is not a distant existence." Cyril said, very calmly, "It has been watching me, or... is beside me."

According to Cyril's guess, it was the Princess of Windsor who led the incident involving the Duke and Duchess of Silvermoon with Braunman; Riel himself and Alma's entire family reached an agreement with the forces behind him to bury everything in the dark and bright; after many years, when Xiriel finally began to look back at the past, he paid close attention to him. A third party discovered his movement, but it did not make a public announcement, but quickly destroyed those subtle flaws before him.

"Maybe my thoughts were wrong, because I just realized now that what this 'party' did may not be exonerated for those behind the scenes, but... to protect me." Cyril's voice was as calm as usual, but Gray Harrier faintly heard his depression from the gaps between his words and pauses, "even," he paused for a long time, "you see, this line is impartial and it is precisely in the early stage that we discovered and traced it. .Even if it sets out to cover up the traces, we can still deduce...everything from other hidden places related to it." So awkward.

Nothing is clearer than the other party, what is he looking for.The other party can completely expose all of this. In front of the state machine, even today's Cyril can only be defeated, but it just keeps silent and takes the first step, and puts the secret that was never included in the collection□□ The flaws in the column are cleared one by one.Does it want to let Xi Ruier find the truth?He didn't know, but he was already convinced that the other party's actions happened to erase him from some people's vision.

The "third party" is helping him.Because of its attack, all the forces that participated in the agreement at the beginning did not find out that the victim 20 years ago - the new Duke of Silver Moon tried to uncover the terrible buried everything.

Xi Ruier spoke so cryptically, but Gray Harrier was already in the center of the whirlpool of investigating this incident, and he almost understood what the other party wanted to express with a single touch. He took a deep breath, almost unbelievable: "Your It means that these flaws were left on purpose back then, and there is such a party who left them as clues for later generations to find the truth? But... because of a certain concern that 'it' cannot directly reveal everything, so... ...But such behavior is too contradictory!"

"It may not be intentional, it's just that 'it' chooses not to act." Cyril said, "It's like a pair of hands that are free from the situation but completely in control of the situation."

etc!God!Gray Harrier suddenly thought of a possibility, and his tone became a little hasty: "Could it be that we have been ignoring one point, this force... is actually in the dark? The mastermind, executor, and buryer behind the accident were actually not aware of it." Know its existence?!" He was silent for a moment, but his heart was still pounding, "No! I seem to have grasped a feasible guess."

Cyril waited for his narrative.

Gray Harrier said: "Our so-called 'third party' is similar to the former two in terms of identity or standpoint. We don't know how much it participated in the accident itself or the closing stage, but what it has done is enough. Ask the former two to attribute it to their own side. This is the reason why the other party still does not pay attention to the existence of "it" even if they are aware of the existence of "it". They trust too much and feel that it is unnecessary. But secretly, this side is actually more inclined to... ...You. From the incident of your birth, Losanick should actually give your mother a helping hand. Even after that, it seems that the protection of the mastermind behind the scenes is also a sense of 'protection' - that is, Just like your grandfather did to you."

Cyril was silent.

His mind was occupied by a color at the moment, all thoughts.Those extremely beautiful black roses, the roses made of ribbons on the long dress of the Irish princess... He thought, yes, this party, this party that is drifting away from the center of sight, may indeed have something to do with the mastermind behind the scenes. It has an unusual relationship, so the other party naturally regards it as an ally, but for some reason, it is actually inclined to the Erma family... It is really on his side.

He stood in Losanik, among the roses in the rose garden, and it was hard to imagine that such a strong emotion could be imposed on a lifeless land.It seems that even the air is telling him, go, don't come, don't come near me, get out of here.hallucination?But those flowers... why did he feel that they were originally blooming for him?

In the flower house of the "Garden Keeper", he was surrounded by roses that bloomed to the extreme. He had a strong intuition that there was an answer he had been looking for in the unclosed door, but why didn't he even dare to stop? , can only turn around and walk away?

At this time, he couldn't remember the feeling of being fooled and angry when he saw the black rose at the beginning, and he didn't miss the helplessness and pain of his father and mother's tragedy. It took a long time for Xi Ruier to hang up the gray harrier. Inwardly, I was thinking about why I got myself entangled in this difficult situation.

Cyril goes to see Frey.I feel subtle about Losanick, but it doesn't mean that he has a biased view and will change his original thinking.

Frederick is probably the only one who can be regarded as a relative in the true sense.When Xi Ruier saw him, when he talked to him, when he saw his aging and stooped figure after unloading the burden, he suddenly realized that he had gone astray.

Initially, just to have an answer.The revenge that should be avenged must be avenged, the price that should be paid must be paid, and he must remove all the haze that hangs over Alma—the most important thing is not for the deceased Cyril Leok Almacia. Parents and the current family, but departed from the inevitable trajectory of the established fate--the ending that completely departed from one's own destiny!

He has been pursuing the truth all the way, and he has paid too much for it. He watched the mystery lift a bigger fog, but now he can't get out, even if he has found the most feasible truth. I can't get out.

He clearly knew from the beginning what kind of monster he was going to face, but when he really knew what kind of invisible enemy existed, he was still helpless.He promised Vera, and he knew vaguely what he wanted to do at the time, but he couldn't do it now.When he guessed the truth, he already understood why his grandfather, who knew everything and hated everything, still chose to return everything to nothingness with tears in his eyes, and understood why Blaise still chose to bury himself with death after so many years of pain. all of.No one can tell the truth, including Cyril herself.So how is he going to do what he wants to do?

At that time, he was sitting in the flower room, amidst the sunshine and the fragrance of flowers, confusedly recalling those old stories. The overwhelming sunlight shone down, but it was like a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and his whole body was so cold that he wanted to shiver.So I can't push that door open.He couldn't afford to push it away.

It turns out that the most painful thing is not that everyone hides from you and prevents you from finding the final truth, but that you are so close to the truth, but you can't do anything—you don't even dare to open the door.

Cyril thought, I've strayed too far.

He opened his eyes in this world and inherited the memories and everything from the original version, but the original meaning of his life was Aurora.

He is too smart, and from the very beginning, he has noticed what the possible problems behind the scenes are, so he set up a plan to find the truth and eliminate this death threat.But the problem is that he is too smart!He may also attract the attention of the enemy prematurely, and become a threat that some people must eliminate. If he is really careless, he will lose everything.

Think about it, the original version, as the hereditary Grand Duke with an independent territory, was still abandoned in the end. Cyril could contemptuously say that he died on his own stupidity, but is it really just that?

It's just falling in love with someone by mistake, which is not a big mistake, the real cause of death is the game of those forces behind the scenes!The biggest mistake of the original version is that they decided to keep his life and the continuation of Alma, which has nothing to do with him. Later, they decided to remove the unsightly Duke of Silvermoon and destroy all the remaining of Alma’s branch, which has nothing to do with him .

Did not participate in anything, and could only passively wait for the disaster to strike.I live because of the other person's pity, and the pity will always be exhausted. When your existence is worthless, it is only a matter of thought whether to keep you or not.

What Cyril has been working hard on is to change her identity into a player as well.But he was too smart, and he realized the truth too early, before he had much leverage.

Confronting the state apparatus is inevitable.After all, his potential enemy is most of the royal family, and the embarrassment is here. He is not too weak, has the power to fight, and is not too strong. After all, the turmoil of the royal family is likely to cause turmoil in the country. Once the state machine Start it, if he makes a slight mistake, he will be doomed.

Riding a tiger is hard to get off.Not reconciled to retreat, nor dare to move forward.

Why is there such a mistake?Cyril guessed that it was probably because he deviated too much from the planned track.

The focus of his life in this period should be Aurora.He guided Aurora to the current level, further weakening his sense of existence, thinking that he should be invincible, so he turned all his efforts to investigate the accident 20 years ago.Because he thought that the truth that led to the final cannon fodder of the original version was not entirely from Aurora's many admirers-there was a reason, but it was not the most important one.But in fact, even if it wasn't the most important reason, perhaps it was Aurora who caused all the disasters.

It should be the hatred of a rival in love, or something else. Some people didn't like the original version and hated him so much that they wanted him to die. That's why it turned into a later disaster.Otherwise, he couldn't figure it out, the stupid but ignorant original would die so easily.

After all, he was the Duke of Silver Moon, not an existence that could be erased casually. The behind-the-scenes 20 years ago missed the opportunity to make Alma disappear completely. Since the heir to the duke who knows nothing can be kept, it will not be possible to murder Alma's new duke again after many years.

He should go back and stay with Aurora.Cyril thought, this established path that is crucial to him, there are so many important roles that have not appeared, how can he call an early curtain call?

He must know the identities of all the players!Find out all the enemies who are qualified to be against him!First rule out possible gangsters, and then follow the clues bit by bit to infiltrate all the forces behind the scenes.

Just like the crown he promised to Vera, this is his ultimate goal. At present, it is just a fantasy, but Cyril has a hunch that if he returns to Aurora, he will find an opportunity to achieve it sooner or later.

After all...the center of gravity is Aurora.

I went the wrong way. Fortunately, I found it early.

Italy, Turin

Marcus pursed his lips tightly, ran quickly across the atrium and the foyer, kicked open the half-open door and rushed in, his eyes touched the figure leaning on the sofa with his head tilted to the French window, joy spread to the corners of his eyes and brows , but in the next moment he was desperately suppressed again, unconsciously slowing down, with a tense face, trying to put on a disgusted and nonchalant expression, while walking slowly, squinting at people: "How do you coming?"

Cyril moved, didn't sit up straight, but slowly turned her head to the other side, the movement was very slow, as if every movement had to be deliberate.The voice is very soft, but the tone is very soft, almost like a smile: "Let's see how you are struggling."

Marcus' heart skipped a beat.Uncontrollably, his mind was shaken by that voice, but he didn't miss the weakness of that tone at all, it was almost powerless.He widened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him in disbelief. The man's entire back was pressed against the back of the sofa. It was originally a relaxed posture that is understandable, but compared to the deep-rooted seriousness of this man's attitude, now he does this Instead, it makes people feel a little uneasy.

The coffee table was full of various documents, and at this moment, there was another document spread out on his lap.Markas has sharp eyes, and he can see that many of them are copies of the planning books he made. Those folders with green leaf borders are the evaluation letters of some people in the team on him, his planning, the effect and the company. He could see the monthly review, but it was only part of it. The detailed evaluation was sealed in a specific file and delivered directly to the de facto boss of those people—that is, this man.

So it was easy for Marcus to understand the movement.Obviously it was this one. After leaving him behind for several months, I suddenly remembered that he came so I came to take a look. I really forgot. I didn’t see that the situation of his visit during this period was for the current emergency.

But Marcus dared not even have a temper.

Cyril was sitting there, with her soft black hair tied on her left shoulder, with a hint of natural curl, and a gray-blue windbreaker, she was indeed dressed casually. She lowered her eyes to look at the documents, and her long eyelashes pressed against her ice-blue eyes. Tongren still looked so cold and indifferent.It's just the faint eye circles under the eyes, and the exhaustion that can't be concealed from the bones on the pale face, which made Markas tremble with fear, and dared not say anything.

So... are you tired too?

Marcus' heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a cold hand, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.Out of some unspeakable twitching, she pursed her lips and sat aside with her head sullen. She didn't feel awkward anymore. She listened to what she wanted to listen to and said what she said, looking very cute.

Only he himself knows the overwhelming resentment in his heart at this moment.One side is cursing, what do so many people around me do to eat, they can get what they want, and they will do everything for them, how can they make themselves sick!One side is sour, telling you not to come to see me, telling you not to take me seriously, you deserve to be sick!

The more I think about it, the more resentful I become, and the more I think about it, the more bitter I become, and the result is that the latter overwhelms the former subversively.He was full of worries that he couldn't express...Marcus really didn't want anything to happen to him, even if he always put on an indifferent face looking down on everything from above, it was better than being so pale and weak that he might disappear if he touched it .

Cyril raised her head, glanced at a certain kid on the sofa diagonally opposite, stared at him motionless with a tigerish face, thought for a while, then raised her hand and tapped the empty space beside her, signaling him to sit down.

Fuck!So easy to talk today? !

Markus froze for a while, moved up in doubt, glanced vigilantly at the person who was buried in the documents, and moved his steps cautiously. Seeing that there was no movement, he quickly ran over and sat down.

Cyril never wears perfume, so her body smells always clean.Marcus suddenly smelled something that seemed to be like snow.Does snow have a smell?The tentacles are icy cold, swimming in the snow that condenses into shapes like water and air, with a cold chill... Cyril handed him the document he was reading in his hand, and Marcus hurriedly pulled his thoughts out of the unconstrained track When I came back, I hurriedly looked over and found that it was the planning file of an auto parts supplier.After a few glances, he raised his head inexplicably.

"It's a bit frizzy to deal with here." His voice was still so soft, slow, and probably lacking in strength, all the indifference in the past has now become soft and soft.It makes one's heart beat wildly.

"The first is positioning. Your new spokesperson has designed a very good plan for you. The steps related to the transformation have taken into account all aspects and are very feasible. I think the effect of the formal implementation stage has fully verified the correctness of the strategy. Very appropriate management talents, as long as If the technology can keep up, it might not be able to occupy a place in the high-end car market."

Cyril pulled out a data simulation report, glanced at it a few times, raised his gaze, nodded lightly, and then retracted his face, feeling like a smile that wasn't a smile, Macston felt a sense of embarrassment welling up on his face .Of course, his subordinates don’t have this kind of modeling, and even a big family like Safair doesn’t have such a dedicated team. Instead of going out to find those unreliable companies to help with data evaluation, it’s better to go directly to the people under Cyril , and save other concerns.Judging by the look on this man's face, it was obviously unexpected.But on the surface, most of his resources have long been open to Marcus, which shows the level of trust. It doesn't matter if he knows this little thing.

"This step is also very reasonable. Since the goal is the high-end car industry, reducing redundant departments, removing unprofitable organizations, disposing of these parts processing industries that cannot be dismissed, and concentrating resources on technology, management, sales, etc., is indeed an urgent matter. However, you have seen the history of the past. The reason why this brand has been on the verge of bankruptcy several times is due to too many branches and vines. The industry is linked to the local political economy, and the implementation process will definitely be hindered. How could it be so easy to sign?" Cyril turned over a few pages, pointed to Markas's signature that flew diagonally after the review, and then scrambled among the piles of documents on the coffee table, took out a few stacks and put them aside, Just looking at the label of the folder, it became clear, "February has not been dealt with until now, you have experienced how tricky it is. It is your luck that no major troubles occurred..." He suddenly paused, "Jeffrey helped your?"

No objection, obviously guessed right.With a dark face, the little kid also flicked through the documents, and quickly pulled out a yellow one and threw it into his arms.

Cyril opened the file, the remedial measures were filed, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she reached out to pat the shoulder of the person next to her: "Sure enough, I learned a lot." Marcus' face twitched and continued to darken, without the slightest excitement of being encouraged .

"Remember to return the favor." Cyril reminded.

"I know!" the little brat said in a rough voice.

This car brand in Marcus' hands was his first independent exercise.The holdings he obtained, the talents he won, the team he built, and the operations he decided on.Of course, borrowing other people's resources occasionally is nothing. If you don't stretch out your hand and bite the bullet and hit the south wall, you are an idiot.

Everyone has to grow up.Even though Markas's second term was not short, but after going through those stories—or after the accident, if he doesn't grow up, he is really hopeless.Marcus was not stupid, he grew up as if he had been fertilized to promote growth, and then he really understood the value of Cyril.This man brought him out of the abyss. After seeing the beauty of this world, who would want to go back to the bottomless underground?Never saying it doesn't mean you don't know how to be grateful.

He is grateful to Jeffrey.This is his first real friend.Taunting each other, fighting with each other, cheating on each other, it's just the normal state of getting along, but just like when he was in trouble, Jeffrey helped him silently, if Jeffrey was in trouble, he Will also shoot without hesitation.He was grateful to Mrs Saffair.This lady hates him as always but still takes care of him meticulously, yes