"Mr. Victor, I'm really sorry just now, we didn't know that the Chinese was your friend, so we were a little offended in words, and please don't take it to heart." Burroughs and Sophia, who had never really left, saw that Victor was finally empty, and hurriedly stepped forward to find him, saying apologetically that they no longer had the pride they had before.

"Yes, Mr. Victor, we really didn't know beforehand, otherwise we would ......," Sophia hurriedly followed.

"And now you know?" Victor glanced at the two of them and asked.

"Got it, got it, and asked Victor to help us apologize to your friend." Burroughs and Sophia nodded repeatedly.

"No need. Now that you know, what are you doing here? This is the end of our partnership, and there will be no more opportunities to work together. Victor glanced at the two of them coldly.

"Ahh Burroughs and Sophia obviously didn't expect the result to be so bad, and they were so shocked that their mouths grew up when they heard this, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

"No, no, Mr. Victor, you can't do this to us. If you break off our relationship, we're going to go bankrupt, we're going to be bankrupt. After a brief period of distraction, Burroughs and Sophia pleaded out in fear.

"What does your bankruptcy have to do with me. Well, my time is precious, please get out of here. Victor said mercilessly.

Just kidding, offended his master, and wanted to continue to cooperate with himself, isn't this a fool's dream?

"Mr. Victor......" said Burroughs and Sophia.

"I think I've made it clear enough, do you need me to call security?" Seeing that the two of them were still not giving up, Mr. Victor's face couldn't help but sink suddenly.

"Okay, let's go. But before leaving, can you tell us, who are the Chinese? Burroughs saw that Victor could never let go again, so he had to swallow the "bitter fruit" he had planted with difficulty, and asked a little unwillingly.

"Who the Chinese are is not for you to ask. But I warn you, don't bother him, or I promise you that what awaits you is not bankruptcy, but endless darkness in the grave. Victor didn't know what Burroughs was thinking, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

Victor is a Russian financial oligarchy worth tens of billions of euros and has French aristocratic blood. Not only in Russia, but even in France, it is a big man who has a lot of tricks, black and white. When he let this out, he was naturally not joking. Therefore, Burroughs and Sophia suddenly shivered when they heard this, and the thoughts that had just risen up were immediately extinguished like lights, and they looked at Victor with pale and frightened faces, and shook their heads again and again and said with a smile: "Mr. Victor, you have misunderstood, you have misunderstood, how can we disturb your distinguished friend." ”

"If only you understood." Seeing this, Victor nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Burroughs and Sophia both secretly wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, and then left in a hurry.

They left in such a hurry, not only because they were afraid, but also because Victor had stopped cooperating with them, and they had to do everything they could to find a way to solve the crisis that had caused them, otherwise they might really go bankrupt.

"What about Burroughs now?" Leaving the restaurant and sitting in the Renault car, Sophia asked as she looked at Burroughs with a pale face.

Before this, she still felt good about herself, and looked down on the three Chinese, especially the two Chinese women with beautiful faces, but now she knew that she was just a clown all the time, and without even saying a word, Mr. Victor directly broke off the cooperative relationship with them.

"You ask me, who do I ask? It's all ****** your fault. Didn't you just come out of the elevator and touch your shoulder lightly? The other party also took the initiative to apologize, what else are you scolding? Now, Victor has stopped working with us! Burroughs was in an extremely bad mood now, he never thought that such a thing that he had previously regarded as boring and amusing would bring him such strict consequences, Sophia's questioning suddenly made him find an outlet, and he couldn't help but roar at her with a hideous face, and there was no longer the romance and tenderness that a French man should have.

"How can you blame me, Burroughs? How did I know they would know Mr. Victor, and how did I know that Mr. Victor would care so much about them? Sophia said with an aggrieved face.

Burroughs also knew that he couldn't blame Sophia for this, and he didn't say that he himself was also virtuous? Of course, the most important thing is bad luck to meet such a powerful Chinese.

"Whew!" Burroughs let out a long sigh of relief, trying to suppress the love in his heart as much as possible, before he looked at Sophia and said, "I'm sorry Sophia, I shouldn't have been angry with you just now." But don't you have a Japanese friend who has been to Tours recently? Isn't he the nephew of Mr. Saki Aso, the president of Aso Corporation? If you go to him, if we can cooperate with Aso Shoji, then our company still has hope. ”

Sophia's delicate body trembled slightly when she heard this, and her gaze at Burroughs was first with a hint of incredulity, then sarcasm and disgust, and said, "Aren't you against me associating with Jiro Aso?" Why did you want me to take the initiative to find him this time? ”

"I'm cǎo, I'm going bankrupt, where can I manage this. Whatever Aso Jiro wants, you satisfy him, even if he has a special fetish, you have to satisfy him! Don't forget, if Lao Tzu goes bankrupt, you can only stand on the street like those dirty women. The muscles on Burroughs' face twisted abnormally, looking particularly terrifying.

"Okay, I'll go to him, I think, Mr. Aso Jiro will agree to help, because he likes oriental-style fat ass." Sophia looked at Burroughs for a long time, and then suddenly laughed, a little nervous.

Listening to her words that meant something else, and looking at her nervous smile, Burroughs suddenly stopped the car, then pulled Sophia out of the car, pulled her into a dim alley, pressed her face against the wall, and ripped off her skirt so hard that suddenly a snow-white fat ass was dazzling under his nose in the dimness.

About half an hour later, a Renault sedan was parked under a relatively new and upscale apartment building in Tours, and Ballefeld was sitting in the driver's seat smoking a cigar, but his eyes were fixed on Sophia, who was twisting her fat ass and walking towards the apartment building.

Soon, a young Japanese man with a wicked smile appeared downstairs in the apartment, and as soon as he saw Sophia, he unceremoniously put his arms around her waist and put his palm on the fat ass that Burroughs had just fucked before.

Sophia didn't care, and even writhed coquettishly.

At this time, Xia Yunjie or Zhu Xiaoyan were present, and they would definitely recognize this young Japanese man as Aso Shojiro's nephew, Aso Shoji. Last time in Nanzhou City, Zhu Xiaoyan's college classmates, also rivals in love, at the birthday dinner, this guy was infatuated with Zhu Xiaoyan's beautiful buttocks, and actually hit her on the head, and finally was not only repaired by Xia Yunjie in the toilet, but also directly removed from all his positions in China by his uncle Aso Commercial and returned to Japan.

In Japan, Aso Jiro was poor for a long time because of that incident, but he finally had some blood relationship with Aso Shoji, and under the plea and lobbying of many relatives, plus Aso Jiro still had some ability after all, and was finally activated again some time ago. However, he definitely couldn't go to China, and was eventually sent to France.

It was also in France that he met his former lover Kaeko Hino, a Japanese woman who later changed her name to Sophia. At that time, Sophia was already married to Burroughs, so the two did not continue to interact, but Aso Jiro was still very obsessed with her fat buttocks.

"Didn't you say that you are satisfied with your present life, and that your French husband can also satisfy you? Why did you suddenly think of coming to me today? In the living room of the apartment, Jiro Aso brought Sophia a glass of red wine, and then sat down on the long sofa, crossed Jiro's legs, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were hotly fixed on his favorite part.

"I'm going to say, I prefer you more, do you believe it?" Sophia asked, taking a sip of red wine.

"Do you think I'm still the hairy boy I used to be?" Jiro Aso shook his head and said, but his hand couldn't help but reach out to her beautiful buttocks again.

"My husband is having some trouble in his business, and I hope to cooperate with Aso." Sophia said as if she hadn't noticed Jiro Aso's magic hand swimming in her sensitive position.

"It's not a big problem, we're in business, and there's nothing we can't talk about as long as the conditions are right. But didn't you work with the Russians before? It seems that their needs are almost at full capacity, so we must be close to that. You know, we don't have a lot of demand. Jiro Aso asked, a little puzzled.

"We've cut off our cooperation with the Russians, and although your numbers are small, you should be able to barely maintain the day-to-day needs of our company." Sophia said.

"Oh, why? Isn't it a good cooperation? Hearing this, Jiro Aso couldn't help but increase the strength of his hand, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became even thicker.

Before, he was still a little worried about Sophia's husband's revenge, but now he understands that this is a special condition for cooperation.

"Because of a damn Chinese!" Sophia gritted her teeth, a hint of hatred in her eyes.

"A Chinese?" Aso's hand stiffened and asked with some surprise.

"Yes, a young Chinese surnamed Xia." The hatred in Sophia's eyes grew even stronger.

"What's the surname Xia!" Jiro Aso's hand suddenly shone like a snake, and the lightning shrank back from the beautiful buttocks that made him love it before, and the eyes that were dancing with hot flames suddenly showed a look of horror.

Jiro Aso has never forgotten his experience in the toilet of that high-end club in China, and he can't forget the look of awe that his uncle showed when he mentioned the word "Mr. Xia".

Of course, he is even more reluctant to go back to the old days of poverty!