Leaving the East Lake Hotel, Michelle's heart was ups and downs in the car, the dizziness in her mind could not dissipate, her heart was thumping, goose bumps on her arms, and layers of sweat on her forehead.
She felt that she had completed a life-and-death adventure, saw the evil dragon at the bottom of the perilous cave, and after chatting with the other party, she escaped triumphantly.
"Damn it, why should I be afraid of that bastard? Why should I agree to cooperate with him? He is obviously no big deal, he should beg me for all this."
After the crisis, Michelle argued for her cowardice, like a night walker whistling and courage. She took out the sweat towel from the bag she carried, and touched up her makeup in the rearview mirror.
The'samples' piled up on the back seats can be seen in the mirror. Clothes, shoes, hats, jewelry, perfume, cosmetics, everything.
In the process of collecting information on the "Holy Light", Michelle conducted special research on the group executives such as Lin Wan and Orioles who appeared in public from time to time, and found that this group of elites absolutely fought for world-class powerhouses in dressing.
Turning around and grabbing it casually, Michelle has a small shiny gold bag in her hand. Hanging under the thin gold chains are roughly palm-sized bags, golden patterns, golden decorations, and golden leather.
The pure accumulation of gold is easy to give people a sense of vulgar nouveau riche, but this bright gold bag is luxurious and elegant, without losing its beauty, it is perfect for matching plain clothes.
Michelle is small and doesn't like to wear clothes with too strong colors on weekdays, which will make her look like a child. Therefore, she especially needs such a jewelry that shows her status and instantly distinguishes taste and temperament.
Love it!
The little girl threw away her original bag, and changed the personal belongings to the bright gold kun bag. According to her estimate, the price of this Kun bag alone is at least two thousand US dollars.
If it can be confirmed that it is the work of a certain artist, then the value can be increased tenfold.
The price of the bag is so, and the other "samples" are more expensive than one. For example, the necklace worn by Lin Wan can be sold at an auction house in New York for a million dollars.
"That bad guy has spent millions of dollars to buy me off. Huh..., I just stopped the war with him temporarily, so I didn't stop there."
Michelle drove back to hk in the middle of the night, and flew back to the United States via the diplomatic passage the next day with large and small bags of "samples". She was recalled to report to the Langley headquarters, but the eldest lady is now letting herself go, and she doesn't even care about the old white men from the CIA.
Michelle has her own residence in Manhattan, New York, located on the southeast side of Central Park, a whole floor of a high-rise residential building. This is her eighteenth birthday present, which is more than 700 square meters and sells for more than 10 million U.S. dollars.
Xiao Yang Niu lives on a high-rise three to four hundred meters above the ground. The indoor space of nearly four meters is very spacious. Every day, you can see the panoramic view of New York in the morning light through the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the winding Hudson River.
The huge residence has only six bedrooms, and the functional areas are very complete. Even if the hostess is not at home, there are nurses and butlers who take care of them around the clock to ensure the comfort of the room.
Michelle returns home like a princess, and can enjoy the best life in the world without doing anything—because of this, the boring little foreign girl will go to the CIA to find excitement.
As soon as he entered the house, the nanny pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Michelle walked over and said in surprise: "Mom, why are you here?"
An elderly white lady was making dinner, and two professionally trained servants lay hands on her. Seeing her daughter come back, she raised her hand to let the servant take off her apron, and stepped forward to give Michelle a cordial hug.
"My baby, I haven't seen you for half a year. Let me see it soon." The old lady turned her face in love, pulling Michelle back and forth.
The little foreign girl was manipulated like a doll, and said helplessly: "Mom, I am almost 25 years old. I don't want to be stared at every day."
"You are 52 years old, and I love you just as much. I came here to cook you dinner when I know you are back. Your father is also very happy, but he has gone to a meeting chaired by the Secretary of State and will be back later."
The old lady pulled Michelle into the living room and sat down, and looked over it carefully. She felt that her daughter was awesome and very satisfied.
"I heard that you brought an action team to perform a big mission in hk. Tell me what you have done? Isn't it particularly exciting?"
"Mom." Michelle stretched her tone. "What did I do, you don't know? I'm actually messed up, but I don't need comfort now. I'll get better."
The old lady immediately shook her head in surprise, "Child, who said you screwed up? No one said you screwed up. Who dares to spread prejudiced rumors, I will make him pay the price."
Michelle knew what her mother would say. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what she did, her mother protected her. This kind of spoiling, right or wrong, is really very comfortable. She stretched out her hand to hug her mother and whispered'thank you'.
The simple "thank you" made the old lady smile, but after the hug, she sternly began to tell Michelle's fault, "Child, you still did something wrong."
"what?"
"You shouldn't run to meet the boy with the surname Zhou alone."
Michelle stood up in surprise, "Mom, how did you know?"
The old lady sighed, "Not long after you left the young man's residence, he called your father's office and described the scene of your meeting vividly.
Your father was chatting and laughing with that kid on the phone, even if he knew that you were forced to be a fashion model, he laughed, and he called him a little bastard when he hung up, shouting that he must find a chance to clean him up. "
Michelle was even more surprised, walking back and forth with her head in her arms, and cursed angrily: "How can that bastard be like this? I thought it was a secret meeting, but he actually called my parents. Hell, can I be a little bit myself? life?"
At this moment, the little foreign girl felt that her embarrassment had been exposed, she wanted to kill Zhou Qingfeng, bit his face, bit his nose, and bit his mouth.
The old lady sighed: "This is the performance of a mature politician, using you as a springboard to directly establish a relationship with your father.
Although he caught us off guard. But it's okay, just don't contact this kind of bastard in the future. Your father will solve the follow-up questions. "
Speaking of'Don't touch anymore', Michelle hesitated again. She twisted for a while, and said, "Mom, I just had a business deal with that bastard. Actually, I was about to talk to you about it."
The old lady shook her head, "You have to ask your father about these things. He has a lot of experience in dealing with opponents in the ball game."
"Wait. I want to handle this myself."
Michelle got a'sample' bag. The'samples' of large pieces of clothing are still at the airport, and someone will consign them home. She brought the small'sample' with her.
Michelle took out a dazzling necklace. The moment it appeared, the rooms of Bai Riliang Hall were dim, and the brilliance seemed to condense on it, making the surroundings pale.
Seeing the necklace, the old lady was immediately attracted by it, so she solemnly put on her reading glasses and held it in her palm for a close look. After a while, she looked at her daughter and asked, "The kid gave you this?"
Michelle asked, "What do you think of the necklace?"
But the old lady still looked at her daughter and said proudly and affirmatively: "Okay. That kid has a bit of foresight and knows what kind of talent is worthy of this necklace."
Michelle was confused: "Mom, what are you talking about?"