Oh my God, this Yujiro Okamoto is definitely a madman!

Zhou Mei, who was still pretending to be asleep, only felt that her heart was cold, she never thought that someone would be so terrible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info If Yujiro Okamoto just saw the wealth and rebelled, so that people stole it, and even snatched Jian'er's "Pavilion Post" or only said that the portraits of the emperors of the small j country Zhou Mei didn't think there was anything.

For Zhou Mei, it is very normal for this rich and powerful person to act domineering, arrogant, or even despicable, and she Zhou Mei is not one of those little white sheep who has just stepped out of school, she has heard a lot and seen a lot of these injustices, but how many people who can achieve great things, how many of them are clean? !

And because of this, Jian'er, who suffered a huge loss of property, Zhou Mei would not have a little sympathy at all, on the contrary, she was very happy, Dese, I call you Dese, ask you to take a "little chicken feather" East request, West demand, look at it, in the end, it's not a bamboo basket to draw water, just to be a passing God of Wealth.

But then, the more she listened to it, the more wrong it became, because she actually heard that Yujiro Okamoto was actually trying to kill people and sell goods.

Oh my God, what about killing...... , Zhou Mei only felt that her palms were slippery, and even her breathing was a little unstable. Fortunately, Yujiro Okamoto was in extreme excitement, and he didn't notice that Zhou Mei, who had been conquered by his "male style" in his impression, and fainted from exhaustion, was pretending at all, and he was very sober now.

But now, this sober Miss Zhou Meizhou Translator is so disgusted that she is really unconscious now, and she didn't hear Yujiro Okamoto's words just now. Zhou Mei is not stupid, she understands very well that if Yujiro Okamoto finds out that she actually heard those secret things just now, then nine times out of ten her own life will have to be explained. After all, according to what he just heard, how could this man who didn't even let go of his own compatriots pity himself?!

Trying to adjust her breathing, so that her breath became even and long, so that Okamoto could not find out that she was awake, and only if she "didn't know anything" could she save her little life.

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Jane's villa

Ringing, ringing~~, the phone rings. Then there was a series of rhythmic footsteps of "Da ......", and then the figure of Michiko, the housekeeper of Jian'er's villa, came out, and the phone was quickly picked up by Michiko.

"Hello, this is the Song Mansion. Michiko's soft voice rang out.

Song Mansion?!

The face of the person on the other end of the phone distorted, and she was really sore to be called by such an ancient name.

"Hello?" Seeing that no one spoke on the other end of the phone, Michiko subconsciously frowned slightly and spoke again.

"I'm looking for Miss Song. A familiar voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Are you, Translator Zhou?" Michiko wasn't quite sure.

"That's right, it's me. Is Miss Song at home? I'm looking for her in a hurry. Zhou Mei's voice on the other end of the phone was a little urgent.

"Miss is not convenient to answer the phone now, if you have something, if you don't mind, I can help you answer. Michiko said. Michiko didn't forget, Jian Er mentioned before, since the matter of holding the "Chunhua Pavilion Post" in her hand has been spread, then there should be no less people who come to the door, Jian Er, who is impatient to entertain these things, simply listened to the advice of Old Man Song, and directly got a phone transfer and handed it to Michiko to manage, no matter what, as long as she made this call, let Michiko help her filter first, and then Jian Er decided to ignore it.

Zhou Mei on the other end of the phone cursed secretly, thought for a while, and then said quickly: "I'm looking for Miss Song herself! I'll only give you two minutes, if she doesn't answer the phone, then don't blame me if something happens in the future." ”

Michiko frowned, with her sensitivity, how could she not hear the tightness in Zhou Mei's words, if Michiko still suspected that Zhou Mei wanted to be a lobbyist for the man named Okamoto Xiong to play with Lang, and asked Jian Er to hand over those portraits, then she would definitely not think so now, even if she was dull. But if it's not for Yujiro Okamoto to be a lobbyist, then what is the translator going to do with his own master this week?!

"Michiko, what's wrong? Who's calling? Jian Er, who was holding a plate of oversized and super watery strawberries that had just been smuggled out of the space with a satisfied face, said curiously, she rarely saw Michiko, who always smiled softly, show such an expression.

"Master, it's the female translator who came with Yujiro Okamoto before, and she said that she was looking for you in a hurry. Michiko gently covered the microphone with her hand, then bowed to Jian'er and whispered back.

"Looking for me??!" Jian Er raised her eyebrows slightly, she really couldn't think of it, she only had a one-sided relationship with that person, and she didn't seem to have a very good impression of herself (don't ask her how she knows, just the way that Zhou Yi behaved, she Song Jian'er was not blind, how could she not find out.) Zhou translator can find himself something. It shouldn't be that this translator is tired of being bored, and wants to make a cameo appearance as a lobbyist to convince himself to give up what he has in his hands to that Yujiro Okamoto.

"Master, listening to her voice doesn't look like she's going to be a lobbyist, but like there's something really urgent, if you don't mind, listen to it. Michiko said.

"Really?!" Jian Er still believes Michiko's judgment, forget it, no matter what kind of urgency she has, anyway, there will be no shortage of meat. Thinking of this, Jian Er directly stuffed all the half-bitten strawberries into her mouth, and then put the plate in her hand into Lei Hand who was sitting on the sofa next to her, and motioned for him to hold it for herself, and then walked over to Michiko and stretched out her hand, "Give me the phone." ”

"Hey!" Michiko bent down slightly, and then respectfully handed the phone in her hand to Jian'er and stood aside.

"Hey, I'm Song Jian'er. Is there something wrong with Translator Zhou looking for me?" Jian Er said.