"Who are those three people? Ignore me completely and break in. ”

"I don't know, they seem to be very familiar with the president, they speak very directly, and the president also has something to say to them." Anya cares a lot about who that beauty is and why she can break into Aiden's office without the president scolding her.

She, the bride-to-be, has to report first, what kind of differential treatment!

"Bella, are you scolding? Face so stinky? ”

"Hmph, let's go shopping after work, and leave that nasty ghost alone." Anyway, he is working overtime tonight, and she will see who is late to get home.

Dorothy looked at Anya's back as she left in a huff, confused.

"The nasty? Who is it? ”

Anya's jealous Aiden was frowning and listening to the other party's conversation.

"Slavi, I'm busy, I have a fashion show in London at the end of the month. Do you think I didn't know you were the one who told Enzo to open his mouth? I don't have that much time to help you with this and that, I'm your sister, not your subordinate! Carol counted down her eldest brother with a stinky face, and was very unhappy with the fact that she had been calling her to help find out who was going on.

Carol's personality is by no means a princess sister waiting for her good brother to spoil, she is very strong and independent, if she is allowed to hold a whip in her hand, then none of the men around her dare to disobey the training of the queen.

Fortunately, she is now just a small sidekick of the fashion designer, and when she is alone one day, she must sign her back to the group as soon as possible, so as not to challenge the authority of his group president.

"You flew from London for this? Then I don't see you're busy. "But his brother is not fake, and the experience of being five years older than her is still useful." This time I went out with a bodyguard, and my fame has become bigger, right? ”

"These two are for you, but you have to pay them." After Carol finished speaking, he turned to the two men behind him who were fierce and vicious, dressed in black, and said, "This is my eldest brother, the president of GVGF, and you will follow him until you kill Zeeland van der Meyer." "Kill her? What a vicious tone.

"Got it, miss."

"Who are the two?" Do you want to follow him in the future? What, is he targeting some terrorist radicals? Or is there someone outside the window who is pointing a sniper rifle at his head? Make a movie, ah, him!

"I'm Alan, next to Div, and we're the assistant sent by the Director to assist Miss Carroll in the Van der Meer matter. From this moment on, we are at the behest of the president. ”

Aiden examined the two of them, his feet shoulder-width apart, his hands hanging down and his palms clasped, his waist erect, his gaze straight and unswerving, an attitude that only a trained man can pose.

However, the hearts of people are hidden in their hearts, and despite Carol's guarantees, he can't trust them right away.

"I'm Slavi and it's a pleasure to work with." Aiden responded smoothly, and at this time a blank face was the best expression, and the slightest fluctuation between his eyebrows would make people from the organization look down on him.

"Yes."

"Okay Slavi, I'll fly back to London at noon, unless these two people are hanging, don't call me again, I'm busy!" Carol departed like a gust of wind, leaving two men with her side.

Aiden stared at the door that Carol had closed, thinking that one day when the family was reunited, he must ask his mother, when she gave birth to Carol, did she not give her a conscience? Or is it that his conscience has grown to the body of his twin brother Ivan, so that he has become a great doctor who helps the world, and the other has become a haughty huntress who will directly attack her prey.

"Let's get straight to the point." Aiden stood up, his hands habitually inserted into the pockets of his suit pants, facing the shiny floor-to-ceiling windows, and said, "I'm a businessman, I don't understand the operation and rules of your organization, and now I only have one request to obey me." ”

Alan and Div held their breath and obeyed.

"I have no problem with your penchant for noble or dirty means, and I won't ask about it, but I don't want to see you doing anything that would tarnish the reputation of the group."

"Yes, President." Alan replied. "I would like to report to you that Zeeland van der Meer has contacted Lin Songran, a male model on the Han River, who has now gone to work at DriesVanNoten in Antwerp. A month ago, the two applied for a visa to country D again at the same time, and Van der Meyer's has been revoked by the authorities of country D, but Lin Songran's visa was cleared, and the two have been in contact by phone since then, and Van der Meer may have been suspicious. ”

"Then why did you let this happen?"

"We hadn't taken on the task yet." That is, none of their business.

"Now I want to know everything that happened after Lin Songran went to Antwerp." What did this woman do with Yeon-yeon's ex-boyfriend? What kind of information did she hold in her hands that made her so sure to openly provoke him.

"Yes." The debriefing Alan replied.

"This is Van der Meer's cell phone call log, which has been called to the same number intensively in the last week, and the president can pay attention to it." Diff continued to report after Alan's end. "This number is in France, and we can't find out who the number user is."

France? It's him, Zeeland is so powerful that he contacted that man?

"Stay tuned." The informant brought by Carol will be of great help to him, but he doesn't know what kind of countermeasures Zelan's side will have, so he has to deal with it carefully.

"President, may I remind you that when a person pursues a goal by any means, he often cares not about losing or winning." Def said again.

After catching Lin Songran, he went to France intensively...... What is Zeeland's goal other than to return to journalism?

This question bothered him for some time, so much so that the official letter of the perfume presentation that Dorothy had sent in to him was sent back to the accounting department in its original form.

The hands on the bell tower of the Church of St. Babia, near Boulevard Monti Napoleone, moved towards 12 o'clock, while Dorothy and Anya were still mingling in the nearby yuppie hangout.

Milan's nightlife is much more interesting than in other parts of Italy, where you will meet men of different nationalities, of course, you will meet the best Italian men, and you will also find that most of the men you talk to are designers, which may have something to do with the fact that Milan is the capital of fashion.

If a sign fell from Emmanuel II's cloister and killed nine out of ten people, it would not be an exaggeration at all.

In this little blues bar, Anya sits relaxed on the burgundy sofa in the open box, and Dorothy is purely women'stalk, her luggage and coat are stored in a safe place by the waiter, so that customers can completely relax and not have to worry about their belongings at all times.

"It's a completely upending impression of a nightclub, and there can be such a decent place." Anya sipped a light wine with ice cubes, remembering that the last time she went to the bar was in country D, and she had bad memories.

"What kind of place do you think this is?"

"Next time you come to Han River to play, I will take you to see the nightclubs of Han River, so that you can know what is a real eye-opener!" Anya immediately put Lin Songran's matter behind her, anyway, he has nothing to do with her, right? What do you want that stranger to do, she's ready to marry now!

"Then if you want to go back to Hanjiang, remember to inform me, I will be ready to be your carry-on luggage. Will you ever go back, though? You're not going to get married in Italy, when are you going to get married? ”

"It's just a marriage proposal first, no hurry." Anya suddenly suppressed her smile, and after the topic turned to get married, she remembered Aiden, and when she thought of Aiden, she wanted to ask what time it was. "It's still early, right?"

"It's still early, it's not even 12 o'clock."

"What?" Anya almost screamed when she heard this answer, 12 o'clock!