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The freshly brewed coffee is still steaming, the usual no sugar and no milk, I don't know if it is due to the cup of pure black coffee every morning, the twenty-seven-year-old woman has a waist that is not lost to a young woman, so thin that it is not enough to grasp, and it is more admiring than the supermodel in any shot.

In the pantry, Ran Xixi was pouring coffee into his coffee cup.

The expression on her face was a little strange, since she realized that today was a special anniversary, Ran Xixi felt that this was not destined to be a good day, every year, she would always have bad luck on this day.

On this day four years ago, she married Zhan Xingchuan as Diao Ranran.

Sure enough, Amanda's slightly nervous voice came from the earphones: "Xixi, come to the thirty-second floor." Right away. ”

Her hand trembled, and she resigned herself to taking off her headphones and throwing them aside.

After drinking a cup of coffee made by himself, Ran Xixi tidied up his hair, took the elevator, and slowly rose to the thirty-second floor, which was the exclusive office area of the big boss Bonnicels, a whole floor, and he was alone. In addition to the office, there is an indoor golf course, a small catwalk, a large conference room, a billiards table, a cloakroom, a creative room, and even a video game room.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, Ran Xixi met Amanda's anxious face, this woman has always been serious and calm, and when she also behaved a little dispossessed, it meant that something really happened.

"Why is it so long?"

Not a question, not a blame, but an impotent tone, with a faint hint of gratitude between the words.

"As soon as I left the office, I met a client."

Ran Xixi smiled helplessly and lied casually.

She almost never lies, so occasionally she does it little, and no one will doubt it at all.

Amanda's face tightened with urgency, and she took Ran Xixi's hand and led her through the long corridor. The carpet sucked in the sound, and the two women were all stepping on high heels, walking so urgently, that they didn't make the slightest sound.

Pushing open the familiar door, the two men finally walked in, one after the other.

The extremely large semi-open office with huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking half of the city of Paris is not a pleasure in life when night falls, standing in front of the window, drinking a glass of red wine, and staring at the bright lights in front of you.

However, the scattered pages looked a little glaring.

Ponichols sat in his place, on the couch next to him, as an imposing Oriental woman.

"Mr. Kears, Mrs. Kears."

Ran Xixi greeted respectfully, although, when she came up, she had already guessed what was going on.

"Don't call me Mrs., I'm not going to be this perverted wife soon. I want a divorce. But I don't agree with these bullshit agreements that he came up with. Do you want to send a call Hanako, 10 million euros, dreaming. ”

These words, the Oriental woman obviously said to Ran Xixi, because she spoke Mandarin, and among the four people present, the other two people's Chinese level was still only "hello", "thank you" and "goodbye", and they couldn't understand these at all.

Ran Xixi took a few steps forward, bent down, picked them up one by one, and put them on the desk, without looking at Ponicols's face, although the other party had been looking at her from time to time since she entered the door.

"I know you're reluctant. However, prenuptial agreements also have the force of law. You fell in love at first sight and fell in love like crazy, and you didn't hesitate to sign the agreement in order to prove that you weren't greedy for his money. Now, after only three months of marriage, you're going to get divorced, what do you want those media to write, do you really want your future title to be Ponicols' ex-wife, and one of several ex-wives?"

She approached slowly, stretched out a hand, and placed it lightly on the woman's shoulder, as if she was really thinking about her.

"You're laughing at me."

The woman's momentum finally withdrew little by little, and she stared at the woman in front of her with light makeup and professional clothes with a desperate look. This Chinese woman, who is rare in this city, is more or less dependent on her.

"How come, we are all Chinese"

Ran Xixi's voice lowered, and it involuntarily came to her mind that three years ago, Ponicels insulted her, saying that Chinese women had lost their faces and that she was the best of fools. Unexpectedly, right now, he is going to divorce a Chinese woman, and the grand wedding of the two was only held in Sicily two months ago, and countless expenses have been spent, and it has become history in the blink of an eye.

"But he doesn't love me, he doesn't have the heart, he guards against me, I don't even know how much he has a net worth"

The woman sobbed, her voice lowering into an accusatory whimper.

Ran Xixi withdrew her hand and waited for her to vent her emotions.

You are carried away by the so-called love without knowing anything, so you marry this man, so you are heartbroken by him. In the end, marriage becomes a farce, and husband and wife become enemies.

This situation is familiar.

Ponicols didn't speak, and Amanda on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was also necessary to find the firefighter Ran Xixi, both of whom were Chinese, so it was easier to communicate, and the outgoing Mrs. Kers still had a good impression of women who were not too close to her husband.

How funny, she even has to guard against the-old Amanda, because French women are so attractive, and even the wives of many young dignitaries are also women in their forties and fifties.

Relatively speaking, she didn't feel like Ran Xixi was the one who had a crush on her husband.

Because she had seen him scold her loudly for business more than once, she couldn't help but scold back.

It is said that it is the enemy who quarrels, but a man reprimands a woman like that, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the two of them are greasy.

Half an hour later, Ran Xixi finally coaxed away the crying Mrs. Kerrs, and in a week, she would no longer be Mrs. Kerrs, she accepted the proposal, signed the divorce, took away 10 million euros, and in private, Ponicels promised to give her a low-key entry into the senior decision-making level of NG's Milan branch, with a small stake.

The NG Group has been famous throughout Europe for many years, and its position is outstanding, not to mention that there is only one branch in Milan, but it is in the chain of the fashion circle, and it has created an amazing output value. Being able to sit in a position at the top of the decision-making hierarchy means more than holding a dry bill.

Amanda sends her out.

The door slammed and shut.

Ran Xixi walked straight to the pantry next door, poured himself a cup of hot water, blew it, drank it slowly, and moistened his throat.

It was not an easy task to be a lobbyist, but she had to play such an unflattering role every once in a while, and she was really afraid that some of the hot-tempered Mrs. Kers would give her a face of coffee.

"Whether it's the seventh or the eighth, I really can't remember."

She held the hot water cup in both hands, lowered her head and took another sip, it was too hot, the tip of her tongue was wooden, and the white mist lined her delicate eyebrows and eyes lightly, from the side, it looked like a danqing ink.

"The eighth."

The ghostly man had silently walked to the door, leaning against the door, raising an eyebrow.

"Come on, there is another one is ninety-nine to one, we in China like the number nine the most, very auspicious."

She sneered, poured out the remaining half cup of hot water, washed the cup, and put it back in place.

He reached out and tried to stop her.

"Xi Xi"

These are the two most standard Chinese characters spoken by Ponicels, the words are clear, the pronunciation is not so funny, and after three years of speaking, it is impossible for even a stupid person to not learn it.

"What commands?"

Ran Xixi quietly took a step back, generally speaking, the better his boss's tone, the more difficult it was to complete the next task. For example, the last time he talked to him with a smile, he asked her to trick Galeries Lafayette into playing a game of kings at his party, and if it weren't for Galeries Lafayette's bastard, she thought she would have died without a whole body.

Working for such a perverse boss, she really never dared to think about anything about men and women. If it weren't for her cleverness, she would have been fired a long time ago. Amanda has said that every week she has to ask the HR department to fire an unknown number of female employees who want to turn a crow into a phoenix.

"Don't worry, the ninth, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, give me some time."

She suddenly felt extremely relaxed, persuading people to divorce and take money to leave, this kind of drama is really too much to damage yin morality, and Ran Xixi doesn't want to do it anymore.

"Great, I can take a break, maybe there will be a tenth, eleventh. When a women's football team is put together, the future of the French women's football team is very promising. ”

It's rare for her to have a real smile, not as hypocritical as formulaic.

The big boss suddenly became angry, his face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed.

"Come here, there's a new job."

Ran Xixi hurriedly collected his emotions and quickly followed.

"Smack."

A pile of documents that were not thin or thick was thrown over, and she habitually caught them and looked through them carefully.

At the beginning, she would be angry at the other party's ungentlemanly behavior, and if she had more times, she would not bother to talk nonsense, and directly improve her flexibility, as long as she could catch it, she would not be smashed on the head.

It wasn't until she saw the familiar name that she raised her head, with a hint of forbearance on her face.

"Jiahuang Entertainment, why do we cooperate with them, also, our market has been in Europe, I don't understand why we want to move to Chinese mainland, Hong Kong can't,"

She would rather go to Hong Kong than to go to Zhonghai.

"I'm scared,"

Ponicles looked at her with a smile on his face, his expression as sly as a fox.

She frowned, stretched out again, and her jaw tensed: "Don't talk to me like that. I hate you now, a scumbag who has been divorced eight times. ”

His smile vanished.

"Even if I've been divorced eight times and slept with hundreds of women, I haven't lied to any of them to have a baby for me, I'm always wearing a condom."

This vicious man always knows the truth of hitting a snake and hitting seven inches.

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