Chapter 137 If Line: Freeman Caesar Chapter 2
Victoria looked at the man's delicate, three-dimensional facial features and once again suppressed some thoughts.
Continue to play the obedient and well-behaved role he needs.
Which of the actors and singers signed by Jinding is not making ten or even a hundred times more money for the company?
She climbed up from the bottom. Her shortcoming is that her mental power is only B level, but she is beautiful and sensitive.
What she needs most is a lot of resources, and the president taking her to such an event is the best traffic.
The president only needs a presentable female companion, who must also play a role in the subsequent starting point.
She doesn't need a sleeping partner, and the president doesn't even do the common social etiquette of hugging the waist, kissing the cheek, or kissing the hand.
In addition to doing the moves for the media, he would even take the initiative to keep his distance.
He is a big shot in the circle who is notoriously difficult to mess with and has extremely high standards.
Jinding is just one of the industries under the Freeman Group. As everyone knows, mining is the core business of the Freeman Group.
The Freeman family controls 50% of the world's mineral mining rights and has built a city with a population of tens of thousands in the desert, which has now become one of the famous tourist destinations.
Freeman Caesar was born as the eldest son, and his mental strength exceeded 200,000 at the age of 24.
Even in the S-class wealthy circle, he is at the top of the pyramid.
Born into a wealthy family, with outstanding looks, and a descendant of the nobility... these are how the media and fans describe Freeman Caesar.
Anyone who has had more contact with him or has some connections will know--
Freeman Caesar is a gentleman who packages coldness, arrogance, arrogance, and alienation into a gentle and polite gentleman.
In fact, he is as cold-blooded as his genes and doesn't care about anything or anyone.
He looks at all kinds of living beings with disdain and contempt.
One moment they might be chatting with you, attentive to every detail, discussing everything from politics to philosophy and music...
But the next moment he turns around and forgets about you.
The next time you muster up the courage to go over and say hello, he will just smile and ask, "Excuse me, who are you?"
Victoria knew that Freeman Caesar had a cold-blooded gene. He had seen so many beauties that his smile to anyone was just superficial.
Therefore, she has always been self-disciplined and would never ruin her future by taking a gamble.
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Ten minutes later, Mingyue came forward with wine.
Show a standard etiquette smile to the recently popular female star in the entertainment industry:
"Ma'am, your drink. If you need some ice, I'll pour it for you..."
Freeman Caesar, who was talking to someone, breathed slightly, and the next second, he raised his hand to stop the man in front of him.
"Sorry, something happened. Let's talk next time."
After saying this, he nodded in apology, turned around and left, striding towards the seat of his female companion.
When Freeman Caesar saw the strange girl for the second time and smelled the elegant, unique mixture of pheromones that was hard to describe, the coldness and restlessness in his heart were soothed a little.
He hates being in crowded places the most because he has to keep smiling.
Freeman Caesar stood aside, and Victoria, holding a glass of wine, gestured to Mingyue:
"Thank you, and give me three cubes of ice."
Mingyue held the tray in one hand and skillfully picked up the tongs with the other, picking up three small cubes from the cup and handing them over...
When Mingyue was about to leave to serve others, she finally looked at the most familiar stranger.
When their eyes met, Mingyue felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Their eyes met for a moment, and she immediately lowered her eyes and took two steps back.
Mingyue had completely forgotten the etiquette of proactively asking the guests for their needs. She turned around and walked away with her head down and a cold face.
Freeman Caesar clenched the empty wine glass, his heart aching for no apparent reason.
Uncomfortable feeling.
Was this woman trying to get his attention, or did she hate him?
I didn't look at him directly the first time, but I gave him a look the second time.
Haha, I just glanced at him, but his face was quite sour.
Freeman Caesar found the waiter completely baffling.
This was the first time in his life that he had to face a woman's dislike for him, and with his personality, he should have been angry.
But that unique and pleasant smell still seemed to linger in his nose, and her seemingly unhappy face inexplicably flashed through his mind.
The ridiculous anger in Freeman Caesar's heart quickly dissipated.
My eyes followed the girl involuntarily.
A slim and beautiful back, a pair of slender and beautiful legs wrapped in stockings under the knee-length professional skirt, and 5 cm black high heels.
He doesn't look very old, maybe he's just an adult.
But her demeanor when walking in high heels makes her look like a mature professional woman.
When she turns sideways and smiles at the guests, her pair of round almond-shaped eyes can easily win people's favor.
She has a small face with rosy cheeks and delicate features, and looks very sweet and well-behaved when she smiles.
The voice... well, it's pretty sweet too.
Freeman Caesar raised his glass and took a sip, only to realize he had made an embarrassing mistake when he drank air.
Victoria watched this scene calmly, and a thought crossed her mind in surprise:
Did the waiter just now know the president?
It looked like the girl was throwing a tantrum, pretending not to know the man, and even pursed her lips unhappily as she lowered her head.
When he looked up and saw the president, his expression was not good, and he was not afraid of offending the guest at all.
Apart from their special relationship, Victoria couldn't imagine that any waiter would dare to treat Mr. Freeman like this.
But to say that I know him... doesn't seem right.
The president acted as if he didn't know the girl at all, yet he showed interest in her and even forgot about the empty wine glass.
Could it be that the girl knew the president unilaterally?
Is this some kind of playing hard to get, "Woman, you've successfully caught my attention" drama?
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Mingyue only realized that she was mentally ill when she left Hall A to restock the goods.
When she saw Freeman Caesar giving her that fake smile and strange look, she felt an indescribable sense of grievance.
You couldn't help but put on a cold face?
It was only for a second or two, but it was her fault.
To the boss, he was just a waiter he met for the first time, and a C-level civilian at that.
A bad service attitude could cost her her job on the spot.
"How come I became stupid after traveling through time? I'm so stupid."
Mingyue was speechless at her own childish behavior.
She quickened her movements, took a deep breath, and went out to work.
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An hour later
The party ended and the neon lights outside the window flowed silently.
Mingyue changed back into her own clothes, said goodbye to Qiaoqiao, and walked towards the light rail.
After eight years of living as a wealthy lady, Mingyue has become a noble woman in every way.
Her underwear is uncomfortable, her close-fitting clothes rub her skin, her shoes are not breathable enough, and her backpack is uncomfortable to carry...
She sighed in her heart: It’s hard to go from extravagance to frugality!
The early autumn evening breeze blew past, and the coldness twirled Mingyue's long hair.
She rubbed her arms and quickened her pace.
"Click"
Mingyue raised her head and heard another "pa" sound. The bean-sized raindrops only hit her head at first, but then they fell all over her face in an instant.
"This is so unlucky, ahhh--", Mingyue irritably picked up the canvas bag and held it above her head and ran forward.
At this moment, a "beep" sound came from the side of the road, and a silver-gray luxury car stopped in front of Mingyue.
The car window rolled down, and a handsome face with fair skin and blue eyes looked at Mingyue with a smile:
"Miss, can I give you a ride?"
Mingyue put down her bag, looked at the face that had grown from her 19 years old to 27 years old, said "hmm" and opened the car door.
There was a luxury car taking her home, how could she not take it?
Mingyue got into the car skillfully and pressed the automatic door lock button without hesitation.
Then he skillfully hung the bag on the hook beside him.
Finally, I reached out to the front and pressed a button, then took out a tissue from the pop-up drawer to wipe my head... The whole process felt like I was riding in my own car.
This subconscious action made Freeman Caesar even more curious about the girl in front of him.
Mingyue wiped her face before she realized that she knew this car too well.
This is the car that Freeman Caesar rides in most often and the one she spends the longest time in.
She was so familiar with all the structures inside that she didn't realize she had traveled through time. She just wanted to wipe the rain off her face.
But they ignore the fact that this car is expensive, and even ordinary rich second-generations would be hesitant to buy it.
Not to mention that this car has been equipped with many configurations.
Normally, it would be impossible for a waitress like her to be so familiar with the situation.
Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and Freeman Caesar leaned back with his long legs and withdrew his gaze from her.
"Do you know me?"
Mingyue looked up and said, "I don't know him."
What a sharp intuition.
Freeman Caesar concluded from the girl's expression: she knew him and was familiar with him.
From the moment the girl left the dinner party, he felt as if half of his mind was taken away.
Until he saw her leaving the hotel, walking alone on the dark street, her petite figure seemed to disappear in the night...
He suddenly felt uncomfortable.
It's this strange feeling again.
So he ordered the driver to follow her, intending to protect her until she got into the car.
If it weren't for the rain shower, Freeman Caesar would never have rashly approached a girl he met for the first time.
Everyone thought that he liked charming, beautiful and sexy women, so his partners liked to give him this type of women.
He simply misled everyone and chose this type of female companion.
In fact, he likes those who are well-behaved, pretty, pure and lovely.
It would be best if she had a pair of round eyes, acted coquettishly towards him, and smiled sweetly...
The moment this girl, whose name he didn't know yet, appeared in his sight, coupled with that unique pheromone, overbearingly enveloped all his senses.
Freeman Caesar felt that he might have experienced what others had said:
"Physiological liking", "love at first sight", "lust at first sight"...
He wanted to ask her name, wanted to get closer to her, and want to know everything about her.
At this moment, Freeman Caesar discovered something even more interesting--
She must know him, perhaps more familiarly than he guessed.
After a while
Freeman Caesar suddenly turned sideways, took out two tissues, leaned over, and wiped the water stains on the girl's collarbone naturally.
"There's more here, and there's more here—"
Mingyue's body and mind naturally had no rejection of Freeman Caesar's approach.
In the atmosphere of night lights, the man with a gentle smile overlapped with his boyfriend of countless days and nights.
Mingyue's mind didn't even react, but her subconscious mind reacted faster than her.
Half angrily and half coquettishly, she said in her usual tone:
"Where's the remaining water? Hurry up and wipe the back of my neck. The water is flowing in... Who knew it would suddenly rain in this awful weather?"
Freeman Caesar was stunned for a moment, his eyes became more and more strange, but he behaved obediently and moved closer to look at her neck.
He smiled when he saw the girl realized something was wrong.
The tone of his voice was affirmative, and contained an excitement that he himself hadn't noticed.
The man's low voice sprayed into Mingyue's ears, the atmosphere was ambiguous and dangerous:
"You lied, you know me."
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