Chapter 503, Marco Wilson
There is a soft leather sofa under you, and your back is supported by high-quality velvet cushions.
Kong Xiyan and her group looked at the series of Italian male models with standard nine-head bodies standing in front of them, feeling a little confused.
"Don't be polite, have fun!" Marco sat aside, loosened his tie and said, "This is Wilson's property, absolutely safe and reliable, and very confidential.
If you like any of them, you can leave your contact information and they provide delivery service.
I will pay for all your expenses here these days!
The Wilson family will always be your most sincere friends."
Marco raised his glass and toasted in a dashing manner.
"Sister, I'm not very fluent in Italian yet. Is the situation now... what I thought it would be?" Zhong Yangyang turned her head stiffly and looked at Kong Xiyan.
"Um... I'm a little confused too. Wait a moment." Kong Xiyan turned to look at Marco, trying to put on a decent smile: "Mr. Wilson, I think there may be some misunderstanding in our communication."
"No, I've asked. You're adults, aren't you?" Marco gave him an "I understand" look. "Times have changed. Pleasure-seeking isn't just for men anymore."
"It hasn't changed that quickly!" Kong Xiyan coughed lightly and said, "Besides, I already have a boyfriend, so..."
"Then we need to try more!" Marco snapped his fingers and said to the outside: "Call three more! No! Five!"
"That's not necessary!" Kong Xiyan rarely showed a panic expression.
"Ms. Kong, you're still young, you don't understand." Marco said in a deep voice, "When it comes to men, you can only know if they're suitable after trying them. Only after trying enough will you know what kind is best for you."
"I'm fine with what I have now."
"That's just because you haven't met someone better." Marco winked at Kong Xiyan: "Don't worry, this is very private. What happened in Sicily won't be reported back to the East."
"That has nothing to do with it!"
"Ms. Kong, don't worry, they are all very well-behaved. By the way, do you like well-behaved ones? If you don't like well-behaved ones, there are also wild ones." Marco warmly invited the male model to accompany Kong Xiyan and others.
"That's not necessary!" Kong Xiyan was waving her hands when the handsome, round-bodied male models came over with a smile. Just as they were about to sit down, the closed door was suddenly kicked open.
Lucas walked in with a dark face: "Get out!"
After hearing the young master's words, the confused male models all lowered their heads and walked out.
"Lucas, what are you doing?" Marco asked, puzzled.
"That's what I wanted to ask you! What are you doing!" Lucas's eyes swept over Stella, whose face was pale and who didn't even dare to meet his eyes, and he felt his head buzzing.
Stella was already afraid of herself, and now she's even more doomed!
"We're entertaining distinguished guests! Didn't you say Miss Kong and her group are distinguished guests from the East? I'm entertaining guests!" Marco said, "Those are the best, and there's also the top seller I transferred from other stores! Guaranteed..."
Before Marco could finish his words, Lucas glared at him and he dared not continue.
In the end, I could only slap my forehead and ask: "Did I do something wrong again? No way?"
Lucas took several deep breaths before saying, "If Grandpa knew what happened tonight, he would definitely kill you."
"Hiss..." Marco took a breath and his pupils trembled when he heard Lucas say this.
"I'll keep it a secret for you, but only this time!" Lucas felt extremely tired, but he couldn't really stop caring about this stupid father.
"Okay, okay, Lucas, it's up to you from now on! Remember to treat the guests well!" After saying this, Marco slipped away.
When he reached the door, he turned back and said to Lucas, "Don't mention me to the old man. Just pretend you haven't seen me tonight. Bye!"
Looking at Marco's running posture, Lucas felt his temples throbbing with pain.
Kong Xiyan's mood was not much better than Lucas's.
She had previously thought that Marco Wilson was a wise man who was always ready to make a big move.
Who knew he was really stupid, and he came with such a big lump in such a blatant way!
"Ms. Kong, I'm very sorry about what happened today. I think I can explain it." Lucas looked at Kong Xiyan apologetically.
"Okay, explain."
"Uh..." Lucas opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words. No matter from which angle this matter was explained, it only proved that Marco was an incurable idiot!
Thinking of this, Lucas shut up feeling a little depressed.
Kong Xiyan, however, seemed to have predicted his prediction and laughed dryly: "After all, he studied in France, right? Ha~"
This made Lucas blush.
Instead, Stella reached out and gently tugged at the hem of Kong Xiyan's clothes. Her delicate, doll-like face turned red and white, and she asked in trembling language, "Village Chief Kong, can we go back?"
"Okay." Kong Xiyan naturally held Stella's hand and squeezed it with just the right amount of strength.
Stella's complexion improved a lot.
Seeing the interaction between Kong Xiyan and Stella, Lucas's expression changed again and again. In the end, he couldn't say anything. He just ordered someone to drive these distinguished guests from the East back.
Before leaving, Lucas said to the bar manager, "Spread the word. All bars owned by Wilson are not allowed to serve Marco Wilson anymore."
"Ah?" The person in charge was stunned: "Will this offend..."
"So you want to offend me?" Lucas raised his eyebrows slightly, his deep eyes dangerous and charming.
"No, I dare not." The person in charge quickly responded: "Okay, young master, your loyal servant has made note of this."
Should he offend the insignificant Marco Wilson, or support the young and promising next head of the Wilson family?
He will still make this choice.
After hearing the person in charge express his loyalty, Lucas turned and left.
As soon as he returned to Wilson Manor, he told his men, "I want to learn Xing'erluo. Find me a professional tutor. The lessons will start tomorrow."
"Okay, young master."
There aren't many people in Sicily who can speak Sicilian, and you have to be a very professional speaker...
Although his subordinates felt a little bald, they still posted the recruitment notice.
"Looking for a tutor who's proficient in Xing'erling?" Kong Xiyan propped her chin up with one hand, crossed her legs in front of her computer, and uploaded a work certificate showing her business cooperation with Xing'erling. "1,000 Euros per hour? Sure, I'll take it!"
The subordinate patted his chest and said, "Great! We found it!"
The next day, looking at the tutor who came to teach him, Lucas looked at his subordinates with a puzzled expression.
The latter didn't dare to say anything and just kept picking his hands.
Just tell me...is it professional...in every aspect...
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