"In China, there is a saying that the daughter is the lover of the father in his previous life. If you want to say that, it is not wrong.

When Isaac and Qiu Haijin heard this, they almost knelt down!

So Gu Weimian is actually Duan Xishen's daughter? !

That's right, if they were really just a lover, no one would be so generous as to give their tic number to each other.

But this fact makes them even more desperate!

There is really no solution to this situation.

Miller's face looked a little bad when he heard this.

In the circle of wealthy people, they actually pay more attention to education than in the circle of normal people.

Old-style rich people often use this point to attack new-style rich people.

If you want to enter the circle of rich people, it is not enough to have money.

It also requires conversation, the same hobbies, education, and a commendable background.

And what he just said was obviously very uneducated and vulgar.

Referring to someone else's daughter as that person's lover, you are still complacent.

If such a thing spreads, he will really lose face!

At this moment, several guests wearing luxurious dresses suddenly appeared behind him.

"Miller, why don't you come in?"

"What happened here?"

Several people looked curiously at the man sitting in a wheelchair not far away.

There was a blazing fire of gossip in his eyes.

Apparently these people saw what just happened.

Miller's face quickly stiffened.

Isaac, who originally admired him very much, was not in the mood to stand up and smooth things over for him at the moment.

He was thinking about how to explain to Givenchy headquarters that they had offended Gu Weimian again.

There is also the matter of Gu Weimian's true identity.

No matter what happened, he could imagine his boss getting furious.

But this time, the person who really wants to leave may be Qiu Haijin.

He lowered his eyebrows in frustration.

Thinking of the possible promotion opportunities this year, he reluctantly took a few steps towards Duan Xishen.

"Mr. Duan, do you want to think about it again? We can provide other design drawings..."

As he spoke, he winked at Qiu Haijin.

Qiu Haijin and the sales manager looked at each other.

"Two of the ones you mentioned before belong to Mr. Miller."

"Mr. Duan has to pass the destination first."

When Miller saw this, he was in an extremely bad mood.

"Let's go in."

Several guests had finished watching the excitement and continued to watch. They were afraid that Miller would become angry. They looked at each other and followed Miller silently, preparing to go back.

Duan Xishen stopped Miller.

"Mr. Miller, I'm afraid I can't sell you this house."

Miller paused, turned his head in surprise, and glanced at Duan Xishen.

"But we've talked about it before."

"Sorry, in addition to the compensation required in the contract, I will also return double the deposit paid before. If you are interested in other plots of land in Yanjing City, if it is under my name, I can give you a piece."

This compensation is quite generous.

But Miller didn't feel happy at all.

All he has is deep humiliation!

He took a deep breath,

"No."

Duan Xishen didn't force it.

"Can you take your guests and leave now?"

Isaac was completely stunned;

"What is being held inside now is Givenchy's private exhibition..."

Duan Xi raised his eyebrows deeply.

"oh."

Duan Xishen: I have prepared many gifts, but why can’t I like them? Is it a matter of taste?

A thrill.

Supplement: It’s a matter of his taste.

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