Outside the streets of Paris, Jameson and his henchman Xiao Song were shopping.

In fact, it was Jameson who was shopping, and Xiao Song at this time was just a follower behind Jameson, but Xiao Song's expression at this time was very unsightly.

Although he was a follower, as a follower who felt that he was very skilled, he felt that he should not waste time with Jameson.

"Sir, the quality of the goods here is not very good, I don't think there is any need for us to wander around here." Xiao Song said in a deep voice after Jameson bargained for a wood carving that looked a little strange.

Jameson glanced at the young man who was full of superiority and maintained a respectful attitude in front of him, and then said lightly: "Dear Song, the things here are still good. ”

"If I gave this to my neighbors when I got home, would you think they would be ecstatic."

Xiao Song was stunned for a moment, but then chimed in: "Mr. Jameson, I think they will like it." After all, it's a gift you bring from afar. ”

"Yes, and I only used a beautiful knife for this matter, hahaha, but it is worth a gift of hundreds of American dollars."

"Hehe, isn't that wonderful?" With that, Jameson waved the strange wood carving, his face full of pride.

Hearing Jameson say this, Xiao Song seemed to realize something, and he asked in surprise: "Mr. Jameson, so we can go back soon?" ”

"Yes, we will be able to leave here soon, and then you will go back to the East China Sea, and I will go back to the United States." Jameson looked at Xiao Song and said with a smile: "Of course, when we return, I will report your credit." ”

"Even if it's this little thing, it's not enough to give the two of us a level, but I believe that some good things are still indispensable."

Xiao Song looked at Jameson gratefully and said, "Thank you, generous Mr. Jameson. ”

"Dear Song, I think you are a manufacturable material, so, there are some things, I want to remind you, that is, as a qualified hunter, you are still too impatient in some things."

"Believe me, you still have a bit of a gap with me when it comes to hunting, and if you make up for it with your patience, it will bring you a huge surprise."

Xiao Song understood what Jameson was talking about, and he said very solemnly: "Thank you very much, Mr. Jameson, in the past few days, I feel that I have learned a lot from you. ”

"By the way, sir, when will the young man sign a contract with us?"

"It should be soon." Jameson laughed, "When they find out that their refusal is so useless, they will sign a contract with us. ”

When Jameson said this, he grinned and said, "Dear Song, you have to remember that many things are powerless!" ”

Xiao Song knew that what Jameson said was not them, but the people who were their prey, and he smiled at the moment: "Yes, but I think this kind of powerlessness still needs to be made clear to those people." ”

"Mr. Jameson, I wonder if we're going to visit some more people today?"

Xiao Song's proposal made Jameson's expression serious, and he said lightly: "Dear Song, I have already made a decision, so don't suggest it again." ”

"I think I've done enough, that's enough."

In the evening, Jameson and the others returned to the hotel where they lived, which was the most luxurious hotel in Dongzhou City, and ordinary people needed a letter of introduction to stay here.

Jameson and Xiao Song lived very comfortably here, just as they were about to open the door under the guidance of the waiter, the door next to them was suddenly opened, and a blue-eyed man wearing a woolen shirt with a somewhat fat face and looking to be in his fifties walked out of the room.

The moment he saw Jameson, he was pleasantly surprised: "Haha, I didn't expect to be able to meet friends here." ”

"I'm Marlock, everyone likes to call me Marlowe, I'm from Paris, I don't know what this gentleman is called."

Listening to the middle-aged man's introduction, Jameson's face also showed a hint of surprise.

Jameson smiled and said, "My name is Jameson, haha, I'm coming from the beautiful Golden Mountain of the United States, hello friend." ”

"Hahaha, I'm really glad to meet you, I thought there was ...... here," the middle-aged man said this, and suddenly looked at Jameson with a hint of vigilance and said, "I feel a familiar smell from you." ”

"We're not going to be together, are we?"

Hearing Marlowe's words, a trace of vigilance also rose in Jameson's heart, almost out of instinct, Jameson said for the first time: "Haha, I came here to buy some wood carvings." ”

"Look, this is the sample I just found, what does Mr. Marlow think?"

Marlowe's gaze swept over the wood carving, and Jameson felt from Marlowe's gaze that he didn't think too much of what was in his hands.

"My dear Jameson, from a filmmaker's point of view, I think you're doing a very good thing, man, you're going to get rich."

What Jameson was worried about suddenly became a little abrupt, because the words of this guy in front of him made him feel threatened.

"My dear Marlowe, you are actually a filmmaker, what a coincidence, in my life, what I admire most is people like you, you are here, isn't it just to collect style?"

Jameson's face made a curious look, but his expression was not so professional.

And Marlowe smiled and said, "No, I'm here to pick up the leak, you know?" In this small place, there is a very good script. ”

There is a very good script here, what kind of script this is, you can imagine. Jameson's heart suddenly became gloomy.

Originally, he felt that everything was under his control, but now, his feeling has disappeared cleanly.

After all, when a peer came, it would be like a wolf for him.

"Except for some wood carvings and handicrafts, where is there any good script, man, you have been deceived." Jameson said with a smile.

But Marlowe smiled and didn't speak.

Looking at the unfathomable Marlowe, Jameson smiled and looked at Xiao Song next to him.

Xiao Song was just about to speak, when he heard a sound of footsteps, and with this sound, he saw the waiter coming with a big suitcase, and behind the suitcase, there was a woman in her thirties, blonde hair and blue eyes.

Although there are some freckles on the woman's face, when she is young, she should also be responsible for her appearance.

However, when Marlowe saw this woman, his face suddenly changed, and he scolded in a low voice.

This is quite unpleasant.

(End of chapter)