NovelEnglishLaila looked at Bonnie with great surprise, "You don't know what a surrender party is, so what are you doing here at the reception?"
"Attending the reception." Bonnie answered honestly.
Laila: "......"
It makes so much sense, she can't actually refute it!
Take a deep breath before explaining, "This is the rule of City B. Isn't the so-called cocktail party to find a next hfor your own
investment? So, a little sincerity is needed."
As the nimplies, the Defection Society.
When the pleasantries are over, this reception will officially get down to business.
"Today's biggest boss is the owner of the Disheng Group, he has a lot of industry companies under his hands, if you can get on the
line, the annual incof at least hundreds of millions."
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"The Groundswell Group?" Bonnie shook her head, "As far as | know, we don't seem to be here to fool ...... around with this boss."
"...... Although we all know it's a fat piece of meat, you don't have to say it so blatantly, right?" Laila rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Following that, he looked at Bonnie, his tone full of curiosity, "If not him, then who did you cto snub today?"
Bonnie gave Laila a meaningful look, "Didn't you just say, "Don't be so blatant?"
"Anyway, it's just you and me, and if you say anything, I'll stab you too, and neither one of us will have a good time." Laila
shrugged her shoulders indifferently.
Following that, she urged Bonnie, "Con, who are you guys trying to fool?"
In the lounge, orange light played down from the ceiling and fell on Laila's face, weakening her original arrogance and sharpness
by a few points.
For a moment, Bonnie thought she was back in college, and met the curious and hot sister Zhou, who had not yet entered society
and was full of spikes and angles.
From Laila's words just now, Bonnie can be quite sure that she is a good person.
Such a nice person might help her tonight.
"If | told you, would you definitely go against THE Grant Group?" Bonnie asked in a hushed voice after a moment of contemplation.
Laila raised her pretty, beautiful willow eyebrows, "Do you expectto confront you?"
"I have no right to interfere with your choices, but by going against the Grant Group, you are declaring war and saying you are on
the sside as Sebastian, and you want to do that?"
Without half hesitation, Laila agreed, "Why not, just now | can't retaliate Ms. Michelle I'm already very stifled, when | have the
opportunity, | will definitely do it!"
"Good." Bonnie nodded, "Then we'll see how you do later."
With that, Bonnie was ready to leave.
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"What's your phone number?" Laila asked.
Bonnie didn't look back, "lI don't have a cell phone at the moment, so if you need anything, you can call the Grant Group during
business hours and just be transferred to the extension in the top office."
Throwing down these words, Bonnie left the lounge.
Leaving Laila leaning on the dressing table with a thoughtful face.
Bonnie went back to the first floor lobby.
It was the scorner as before, but only Ms. Michelle and William were left.
The puddle of blood on the floor just now has been dealt with, and the alabaster floor is shiny, reflecting the brilliant light of the
crystal chandelier.
All around the goblet, a laughter, as if nothing had just happened.
"What did you and that Miss Russell, what did you say?" Ms. Michelle asked.
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