CEO Zhao has been reborn!
She died at a comic convention in the most frustrating way possible, truly died!
The reborn CEO Zhao found the comic convention again and restarted her journe...
“Young Master Situ, you are a very busy person. My little niece will not need your company.”
In short, just go about your business and don't try to get close to taking control of his business.
The captain has little experience and knowledge, while these men are seasoned veterans. How could they be blinded by a few petty tricks?
Situ Ming smiled slightly, looking every bit the refined gentleman. "Yes, I know. Well, Xiaoyue, since Tao Ge and the others are here, I'll head back first. Give me a call when you have time, and I'll treat you to dinner."
"Okay, little brother."
These days, young girls really don't have any cunning.
So what if you have a good-looking face?
All he does is seduce young girls!
snort!
Boys these days don't even know what being reserved means anymore!
With someone like that at the helm, you could be easily tricked out of a single piece of candy.
They were really worried.
Yes, that makes sense. In their minds, the helmsman is a delicate girl like that.
The exhibition actually ended in two hours, and Catherine Cruise began its return journey.
Before the exhibition started, Wen Zhengtian and some important figures from the military and political circles had already returned by yacht.
At this time, Catherine Cruise was filled with young entrepreneurs looking to expand their networks and startups seeking investors.
You can use the exhibition or the upcoming cocktail party to expand your network and exchange market information.
The waitresses, dressed in sexy attire, moved among the guests. One waitress, carrying a tray of fine wines, walked up to the tenth deck, came to a room door, and gently knocked on the door.
A moment later, a burly man opened the door.
The two embraced and shared a passionate kiss. The waiter, with alluring eyes, lured the burly man inside.
The woman smoking on the sofa flicked off the ash with one hand, then threw a knife at the door, embedding it firmly in the door.
Upon closer inspection, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it even trembled slightly when inserted.
The group spoke in their native language, and no one could understand what the woman was saying.
The woman on the sofa asked the waiter who came in, "How's it going with the things I asked you to inquire about and the arrangements?"
The waiter began to remove his disguise: white skin, blond hair, brown eyes, and even his underwear was fake.
"It's all arranged."
"Bang!"
"It will definitely be a feast!"
The man sat down on the sofa and answered in the local language, "As for what I was asked to know, whether the person is dead or alive, I don't know. My men were arrested as soon as they got close, and their fate is still unknown."
The woman on the sofa narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Anli, are you sure you've done your best?"
Anli shrugged. "Why don't you go and check it yourself? That place is full of armed forces, completely surrounded. What can I do?"
He leaned forward slightly. "What's wrong? You're having trouble? You haven't been able to find any information about the Hunter taking the helm?"
Anli blinked. "Oh, I misspoke. I meant any news from the current head of the RL Group."
As he spoke, he clicked his tongue and shook his head, "You can't even handle a little girl, and you still have the nerve to criticize me?"
"Shut up. Don't forget, we have the same enemy. There are only two of us left in the entire organization. I'm going to kill everyone in RL."
The woman leaned back on the sofa, her posture relaxed and languid. "I thought Situ Kun was so capable, but it turns out he's just a good-for-nothing. So I came up with a way to solve this once and for all!"
Anli didn't react much to these words.
Whether or not he seeks revenge is meaningless to him.
But the woman made a condition: half of the Wald Strait. The condition would be fulfilled once the deed was done.
It's worth noting that the entire Wald Strait generates two to three hundred million dollars in revenue annually, not to mention the ships that are intercepted under various pretexts.
As far as he knew, the previous leader had intercepted a merchant ship on trumped-up charges, and the entire ship was full of scientists.
The ransoms paid by those countries amounted to as much as four or five hundred million.
If one had control over half of the Wald Strait, then...
A fleeting glint of greed crossed Anri's eyes.
However, dealing with this woman will be quite troublesome.
She has the Clean Hands Party backing her up.
He didn't know what methods this woman used to manage to gather the scattered Clean Hands Party under her command.
And there's simply no one to betray them.
My grandfather once said that the members of the Clean Hands Party are a group of people who can eat human flesh raw without batting an eye and even enjoy it.
Satan is ultimately with the devil.
When faced with a woman who approached him and could dismember a traitor without batting an eye, he simply felt that she was a good match for him.
I never expected this woman to be so ruthless, even selling herself out of compassion.
"You've failed countless times already. Before you get played to death by men, hurry up and find the flaws!"
"you!"
Cha Anli's words made the woman on the sofa want to kill him.
Thinking of Cha Anli's power, he suppressed the urge to tear this man to pieces.
She was outnumbered and outgunned, and could only rely on the strength of these people to achieve her goals. Besides, those behind her also needed to recuperate.
Who knew this useless guy was really useless? He sent people twice, and both times they were caught.
She never expected that a teenage bitch would be so vigilant.
Zhao Xiaoyue, who is usually very vigilant, is now being scolded by Hou Taotao like a little puppy.
Inside the opulent private room, a long row of sofas was arranged in a semi-enclosed structure.
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