Being vitriolic is a very refreshing thing, but people usually don't do it because they will be condemned by their own conscience.

Just facing these gangsters, Gwen doesn't have to be a kind and good student.

Come on as you like, at worst, it will be completely wiped out.

"No, no, I didn't mean that at all, you misunderstood..."

Wesley waved his hands up.

Most of the time in the past, he had been in contact with some guys who asked Mr. Fisk to do things or Mr. Fisk needed to 'do things'. There were very few such high-level people, so that it was difficult to deal with this situation.

He was good at threatening people.

"Sorry, our boss doesn't like people getting close."

Big Amy stood in front of Wesley with a strong attitude.

"Okay, that time is precious, let's go up."

Wesley stepped aside and gestured please.

But Gwen could tell at a glance that this guy was slandering him.

It's nothing, it's just a little guy.

"Well, Miss Stacy, can you ask your bodyguard to wait a moment, we have prepared coffee and cakes..."

"Do you think it's possible?"

Big Amy glanced up and down at Wesley with disdain, turned her head and followed Gwen towards the Fisk Building.

"It's… okay."

Wesley gave up, trotted two steps, and led the way to the front of the crowd.

"Welcome, Miss Stacy."

The sound of the door opening startled Jin Bin who was at the desk. The underground emperor of New York City had a figure that suited his identity.

The huge body stood up from behind the desk and opened his hands.

Not to mention, it's quite imposing.

Although the desk is the kind that can seat three people without being crowded, it looks petty against the backdrop of Jin Bing's figure.

This guy had been an underground boxer for a long time before becoming the boss, the number one in the world, and few of his opponents survived.

This also created his body.

Standing up with Jin was another person sitting at the desk.

The man had a bushy beard and a beard.

A pair of strange hairstyles resembling ears are supported by hair above the ears.

The buttons on the clothes are all owl heads.

There is even an owl necklace around his neck.

It looks ridiculous.

"I don't think you welcome me, Mr. Fisk. Your men don't seem very friendly."

Under Jin Bin's gesture, Gwen sat on the reception sofa in his office.

"Wesley, what's going on?!"

Jin moved out from behind the desk, stood in front of the sofa and did not sit down, but looked at James Wesley who was standing by the door.

"I didn't do anything, Mr. Fisk, it's just... just a little misunderstanding with Miss Stacy downstairs, really only a little bit."

Wesley's forehead was sweating instantly.

This little aunt complained as soon as she came up, which is really not a thing.

Presumptuously, he even went downstairs to receive her and opened the door for her, but in the end, he ended up with such a mess.

It's so nasty.

"Sorry, Miss Stacy, the people under me don't understand the rules, and I will punish him. Come on, please get Wesley out."

Jin Bing is a real hero, as Gwen has said.

In this way, you can not only protect your own people, but also make a good impression on your guests.

It's just that Gwen is very clear that nothing will happen to Wesley.

It is not enough for one person alone to master the huge underground world.

It is also impossible for Jin to let the core figures of his group die because of Gwen.

It's just that the posture that should be done still needs to be displayed.

"Well, I was just joking. I was very touched that Mr. Wesley was waiting for me downstairs against the setting sun."

Gwen put on a fake smile that anyone could see.

"That's good. We still need Wesley for our next conversation. I was thinking that it would be a little troublesome if he left. Miss Stacy should know that managing a business still needs help."

Jinhe sat next to the owl man.

"This is Leland Owsley, my accountant."

"Hi Miss Stacy."

The owl nodded, and Gwen looked on guard. Even Jin didn't shake hands with Gwen in this situation, let alone him.

"Then, what did Mr. Fisk invite me to discuss?"

After Gwen waited for Emily to sit next to her and turn on the tablet, she got straight to the point.

Theoretically speaking, for a meeting of this level, the conversation should go around a bunch of circles and various temptations before coming to the topic.

But Gwen didn't want that.

Sometimes straight punches work better.

Sure enough, Gwen's straightforward post stunned the three men in the room.

Jin Bin didn't show any expression, Owl pinched his fingers, and Wesley narrowed his eyes.

"Miss Stacy is really direct."

Jin gave a thumbs up, but did not get a response from Gwen.

"Since Ms. Stacey doesn't want to go around the corner, I'll just say it directly. We hope to reach a cooperation with you on the GMS social platform."

Jin Bing picked up a cigar and gestured to Gwen. After Gwen nodded, he slowly stated his purpose.

"Oh? What do you need to do?"

Gwen didn't respond on the surface, but her heart was full of doubts.

This guy is not because of Papa George?

Could it be that Jin Bing is playing some big chess and can't succeed?

"Oh, that's right. We learned that GMS can play a great role in publicity for enterprises. You also know that I am in human resources. Talent is the blood that keeps our company running, and young talents are of course fresh blood. We There is a hunger for these young talents."

Jin Bing lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

It's still fun to have a smoke ring coming out of a bald head.

"Well, then you can definitely negotiate with our company's business department."

Gwen's mind turned, could it be that this guy wants to recruit thugs through GMS?

Can't use GMS to promote his gangster idea?

"It's not because you are a student of Vanessa. Of course, it will save time to chat with the helmsman than the staff below."

Kim put down his cigar, and Gwen couldn't see his eyes clearly from the smoke.

NO. Chapter 156 The Second Deal

This fat man's abacus was making a lot of noises, should he be called a mafia boss?

"Human resources?"

Gwen repeated Jin Bin's words in a low voice.

"That's right, 'Human Resources'!"

Jin Bin leaned forward, and the big face was revealed from the smoke.

"So, Miss Stacy, what do you think?"

Jin didn't think he was a big man, and he wouldn't have the kind of meeting process where landslides and galaxies were broken.

He is a small business owner, and can decide the direction of his company with just a few words.

It would be a bit too self-indulgent to decide the result after struggling to discuss this discussion.

Moreover, Gwen's straightforwardness since entering the door made Jin a little uncertain about Gwen's character.

Since the little princess is straightforward, let's try it out again.

If not, then change the strategy.

Although Gwen was young, what he did was not simple.

This made Jin not dare to look down on this little girl.

"Well, I agree to cooperate, but the specific situation still needs to be contacted by the people below."

Jin Bing's behavior also made Gwen a little confused. Is this brother so straightforward? How did he become king in the underground world of intrigue?

But it's not good to have money and not make money, because it will waste other people's good intentions.

"Then, wish us a happy cooperation."

Jin took the two glasses of sparkling champagne that James brought over and handed Gwen a glass.

"It's a pleasant cooperation, but I'm not yet an adult, so let's forget about this wine."

Gwen took the champagne, lifted the glass symbolically, and put the wine on the coffee table.

"I didn't think it through enough, sorry."

Jin did not owe him a debt.

She has strong self-control and is very careful. Sure enough, the girl's straight-forward actions were all illusions.

Jin didn't think Gwen was still too young, and a glass of wine exposed her true nature.

But Gwen felt that this fat man was so blind, no matter how he looked at it, he was an underage, right?

"Now that the matter is over, I'm leaving."

Gwen didn't have free time to spend with such a few elders.

There are still girls waiting at home.

"Miss Stacey, please stay."

Jin Bin didn't let Gwen leave.

"Why, does Mr. Fisk have any business that needs to be cooperated with us?"

Gwen stopped her footsteps, is the fat fox finally going to raise its tail now?

Then let Uncle Gwen come and hear what sp you want to play.

"There is such a cooperation, but it may not be too easy to achieve. And it's entirely up to Miss Stacy's wishes. If you don't want it, we will never force it."

Jin Bie flicked the ashes from the burning cigar into the ashtray on the coffee table.

"tell me the story."

Gwen sat back on the sofa.

"Ah, explain first."

As if remembering something, Gwen suddenly raised her hand.

"New York has 77 sub-bureaus, 3 traffic sub-bureaus, and [-] housing administration bureaus. There are [-] staff members alone. There is no way for so many people to become "self" people. In addition, my old father is very stubborn. Don't expect me to convince him. Besides, I'm a good person, an outstanding student who wins awards every year in school."

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