Zi Kou is a high-end cosmetics brand exclusively designed for successful women, following a luxury brand strategy.
A single, ordinary lipstick can cost as much as an average person's annual salary.
The price of a basic set of cosmetics is equivalent to that of an apartment in a third- or fourth-tier city.
Ordinary people simply cannot afford it.
Jemingham crossed his legs and slightly raised his chin.
Ouyang Luoxue frowned, disliking the way this person acted so superior in front of her.
The other person was about to continue rambling on when she waved them off, looking them directly in the eye.
"Mr. Jemingham, after all this beating around the bush, what are you trying to say?"
Jemingham stared at the number one goddess of Haidong in front of him, a burning desire flashing deep in his eyes. He shrugged and said.
“Alright, my beautiful Ms. Ouyang Luoxue, then I’ll get straight to the point.”
"You must have seen what's happening outside. The Great Xia is about to perish. There's an old saying in your Great Xia: 'When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.'"
"If your Ye Group wants to survive, and if your Dream Back to West Lake beauty cream wants to continue to sell well, the only way is to cooperate with our Zi Kou."
After speaking, he looked at one of his assistants beside him.
The assistant handed a contract to Ouyang Luoxue.
"It's all very condescending," said Jemingham.
“Sign this contract, and we, Zi Kou, will protect your Ye Group.”
"Even if the Great Xia Dynasty is destroyed, the Ye Group will not be affected in the slightest."
This is an acquisition agreement.
The other party wants to acquire the entire Ye Group at the lowest possible price.
Ouyang Luoxue casually flipped through the trash and tossed it into the bin. She pointed to the door and said coldly.
"Please leave immediately!"
Jemingham didn't care at all.
He leaned forward, closing the distance between himself and Ouyang Luoxue, and said lecherously.
"Don't be angry, my beauty, you'll agree."
"In addition, I need a capable female secretary, and I feel that you are the perfect fit."
After saying that, he reached out and lifted Ouyang Luoxue's snow-white chin.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a bright, cold light flashed.
Jemingham's outstretched hand was chopped off.
"ah……"
Jemingham screamed in agony, nearly fainting from the pain; his clothes were soaked in blood...
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