When Olara looked at it, it turned out that the cold air was emanating from Goldman Sachs's ice cellar-like eagle eyes.

When she was young, she read novels, and those authors always wrote about how cold the male protagonist's eyes were, and she felt very fake.

How can a person's eyes be cold, and it is not a refrigerator.

At this moment, Olara feels that those authors are too talented, because she really feels that Goldman Sachs is a mobile refrigerator.

"What? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman in eight lifetimes? If that's the case, let's take a few more looks. Ora stretched her hand and brushed her long wavy hair, and adjusted her eyes to make it a little more charming.

In front of the enemy, you must not lose, especially the aura.

No matter how terrible Goldman Sachs is, she must be calm and confident.

"Just like you?" Goldman Sachs glanced at Olara in disgust, then sneered and said with a poisonous tongue. "A broken flower and willow that was thrown away by a man after playing, and the pearl fetus was secretly knotted, I will be able to see it?"

Olara blinked, and his hands were clenched tightly and he stared at Goldman Sachs with murderous eyes.

Although she was born out of wedlock, she was not toyed with by men.

What's more, when will it be his turn to talk about her affairs?

She calmly opened her large bag, pulled out a jar from it, and opened the lid.

"Die!!" She said through gritted teeth, and then squirted wildly at Goldman Sachs.

Damn man, squirt you, squirt you, squirt you!!

Goldman Sachs has always been very vigilant, but this time, I don't know how, let Olala succeed.

He smelled a foul smell, his face and neck were sticky, and after a while, it was itchy and unbearable, in short, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Unable to help it, he reached out and scratched the itch.

Olara laughed. "It's itchy, I want to scratch it, right? Tell you, the more you scratch, the more it will penetrate into your skin, and the more itchy you will be, hahaha~~~"

"Damn it!" Goldman Sachs' face was dark, and his eyes were still closed, but he still cursed angrily, and then shouted. "Come in !!"

What comes in?

No sooner had than Orara's doubts crossed his mind when a group of bear-like men rushed in.

Running at the front was a tall man wearing a long black trench coat, with a handsome face, who didn't look very old, but his temperament was a little gloomy.

"Boss!" Ling Chuan couldn't help but wrinkle his brows when he saw Goldman Sachs' embarrassed appearance.

The boss is extraordinary, not to mention a woman, even ten masters, he can still fight well.

But ~~~ here he is with Eulara, this is definitely not himself, it must be done by Eulara.

Does Eulara have such magical abilities?

Goldman Sachs took the handkerchief handed by his hand and wiped his eyes.

Then he found that the handkerchief was still clean.

"I forgot to tell you that the average towel and detergent can't be washed off. You just have to wait slowly for a week to let it fade on its own. Olara said with a grin, a pair of sly eyes looking at Goldman Sachs.

As expected, he was immediately furious. "Eulara !!"

"Uh-huh, what's the matter? Do you think my name is very good, and deliberately shout twice to make a good mood? Olara said with some smugness, completely ignoring the intimidating danger of Goldman Sachs.

Moreover, Goldman Sachs said that a group of powerful people rushed in, which is an obvious red flag.

But Alara was blind, and didn't know anything.

Gao Sachs raised his hand, Ling Chuan understood, and neatly pulled out a small-caliber pistol from his waist, and pressed it against the center of Olara's eyebrows without hesitation.

Under the illumination of the light, the small pistol glowed with a cold metallic glow.

Even if he hadn't been a traitor, Olara had watched TV and knew that this cold thing was a weapon to kill.

"Young man, killing is not a good act. For the sake of your future, you don't have to spend time in prison, so let's put it down. Besides, everyone is a Sven person, and the solution can be solved through negotiation, so why use knives and guns? Olara was stiff and didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that the other party would twitch and kill herself.

God, poor and poor her, she still has two yellow-mouthed children to raise, let her live another seventy or eighty years.

"Can the prison hold me? Besides, if I destroy the corpse, no one will know that you were killed by me. Ling Chuan loaded the gun and pressed it.

It was so close that Olara could hear him press the trigger clearly, and as soon as she let go, she was forever separated from her innocent, young and ignorant sons.

Those who know the times are Junjie!

For the sake of his young life, Olara decided not to be spineless, not to have aura, not to be proud.

Finding another plastic bottle from her bag, she handed it to Ling Chuan and said with a dry smile. "Use this to wash Goldman Sachs' face and wash things off."

Goldman Sachs asked his men to help him to the bathroom to deal with it.

"Well, put the gun down, okay? It's going to be tiring to hold it like that. Olara cautiously looked at the handsome, but murderous Ling Chuan.

She was so scared that when his hand shook, the bullet would pass through her brow.

Ling Chuan turned a deaf ear as if he was deaf and continued to move. "I won't let go without the boss's order."

If you are so loyal, should I praise you, or should I criticize you for not knowing how to adapt.

Olara sighed angrily and waited for Goldman Sachs to return.

Ten minutes later, Goldman Sachs' handsome and flawless face was restored, and it was walking this way.

"Goldman Sachs, tell your bodyguards to put their guns down." When Olala saw Goldman Sachs, he whimpered and pretended to be pitiful, and said.

The arrogance just now was so arrogant, and in the end he did not succumb to the murderous aura of the pistol.

Goldman Sachs squinted at Olara with disdain in his eyes, but he did not forget the purpose of coming here. "Olara, there's something I want to talk to you about."

"What~~~" Eulara was excited, and was about to say, what is there to talk about.

But as soon as she saw the gun, she changed her tone, and her tone was much softer. "If there's anything, let's sit down and talk slowly."

At this moment, Goldman Sachs asked Ling Chuan to put down the gun, and a large group of people came to the office area that had been assembled just now.

After these two meetings, Goldman Sachs' dislike for Olara has increased a lot.

But because of this, he wanted to cooperate with Olara even more.

"Olara, let's get married!" Goldman Sachs' cold eyes looked at Olara faintly, and said such an important thing as marriage so casually.

Olara waited for a long time, thinking that Goldman Sachs was going to talk to her about work.