Louise stood on the back porch, knocking on the door eaves, reminding the Grand brothers that guests were better than small talk.
Zach finally pushed the hammock for Alpha, carrying the wine bottle sent by Matthew the wolf cub. The vampire seems to have changed his mind again. Let's listen to the content.
Entering the room, Zach had already taken off the extra equipment, but he still shook the wine bottle and looked at the three people in the office with an apologetic and embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, you guys saw my bad habits. "
But it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and the Grand Master was already holding a wine bottle, which was indeed a bad habit.
No one would criticize his living habits in a fussy way. Mr. Herman made the first gesture and directly handed over a note. It was the paper on Zach's desk, and it looked like he had just written it down.
Seeing Zach take it and put it away with a glance, Mr. Herman nodded to the two juniors who were still a little embarrassed, turned around and left.
Although he had guessed it a long time ago, Zach still felt a little regretful. Of course, what the note said was not about 'opening the tomb', but the time and place. Seeing as Mr. Herman left without even checking whether Zach would accept the invitation, he probably never considered being rejected.
Zach could only shake his head helplessly in his heart. Aren't people all like this? They would still be polite and hesitant for the first time. Be careful, be gentle, ask tentatively, inform, make a phone call, etc. The second time, it was a matter of course!
"Your business looks pretty good." There was nothing sincere on Jackson's face, only typical teenage disdain.
Blake curled his lips, messed up Jackson's hair, and pushed Jackson to sit on the chair in front of the desk. "You want to come, tell me." Then Blake gave Zach, who sat back at the desk, a With a helpless and apologetic look, he sat down at the workbench.
Zach smiled. He waved his hand nonchalantly. Blake was obviously just a driver, a cover.
There was silence in the office for a while.
"The money I can move every week is only more than a thousand dollars." Jackson started, with such an inexplicable start, "I can sign an agreement with you. Blake learned this thing. Aren't you friends? , hum. Don’t worry about me cheating. All my money for the next year will be yours.”
Zach raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out where this ridiculous statement came from.
After thinking for a while, Zach remembered, was this what he said? On the roof of the Leipte teaching building last night, he said to Jackson, 'It's not cheap. '
Zach got a glass of wine for himself and curled his lips. But his face turned to Blake, with a smile in his tone, "You would actually agree to him doing this?"
Don't forget last night, it was Blake's understanding that made Zach give up using the Charming Eye.
The apology had been expressed a long time ago, and Blake could only look at Zach with helpless eyes at this time and shake his head. It was obvious that the junior Jackson, a junior, had not listened to what he had been preaching all night.
"It has nothing to do with Blake." Jackson leaned forward without any good manners, supporting the large desk. He squeezed his frowning face into Zach's field of vision, reminding the Grand master to focus on him. "I want to make a commission." He seemed a little impatient, "Would you accept it?"
Zach could only turn his gaze and look at Jackson, licking the rim of the wine glass with his lips. The red liquid swayed gently and touched his lips lightly. Narrowed eyes. Jackson looked like he was losing patience.
Zach was a little curious, curious about what this half-grown boy, Jackson, who threatened him yesterday, would say now!
With a slight sound, the wine glass was placed on the table. Zach's hands left the wine glass, folded them in front of him, leaned against the back of the chair comfortably, and smiled again, "Jackson, you haven't said what commission you want me to accept?"
Jackson tutted at the corner of his mouth and said, "You know what you're asking." He seemed to be very impatient, "I want to know why that Woody..." He frowned. He couldn't quite characterize the scene he saw yesterday. Being able to vaguely say, "Do that to Elena."
"I can't tell you." Zach kept smiling and answered directly.
The truth is that Zach doesn't know either, but for Jackson, 'can't tell' is more reasonable than 'don't know'! Because don’t forget, Jackson thought Zach was working on another commission at the time!
On Jackson's young face, there was no unexpected twitching in the corners of his eyes. He actually stood up and stared into Zach's eyes, "Then I'll go find someone else."
Zach touched his chin, actually thought about it seriously, and then smiled again, "Professional ethics will make all my colleagues reject you."
One thing, no matter how many commissions are extended, it is still the same thing! In the gray professional circle, who doesn’t know about Grande and Nou! These two, plus a police detective, co-directed Smith's crusade against 'Valmina'! No matter how many characters are involved, how many layers of relationships there are, or where the source of the opening is, this is a completely packaged event!
This is understandable, right? All this was initiated because of Old Hardy's request from his grandson. These are the key figures. But looking at the current results, does it have anything to do with the original request
Who would be blind enough to step in! Not for professional ethics, but also for Smith! God knows what bad things will happen to Woody who has already been accused of most of the crimes. If Smith's plan is ruined, Nuo's unlucky behavior during this period will be the template!
"Hmph." Jackson looked down at Zach with an inconspicuous look, "Then I'll go directly to Smith."
Zach raised his eyebrows, his smile widened, and he glanced at Blake, who also had an even more apologetic look on his face.
Mayor Anthony was paying attention to Smith, and Zach knew it when he commissioned the recording incident. So it's not surprising that Blake, who is both a West End native and a staff member of the mayor, knows what happened yesterday.
Woody's name as a key player cannot be ignored. Probably Blake wanted to persuade Jackson to let go, so he used a new perspective to encapsulate the entire incident and rationalize Zach's behavior of shooting Woody...
I just don’t know what Blake said. Obviously, he didn’t say that Smith was a drug lord. After all, Jackson is not an adult... Don’t worry about it. The point is that Jackson said Smith’s name at this time! This means that he has attributed the commission that he thinks Zach is undertaking to Smith!
"I don't think Mr. Smith would be happy knowing that the danger in his commission was so close to Kepler!" Jackson stared at Zach, "I don't think he would be happy that his commission was destroyed by Bishop." People have seen it!" Jackson suddenly smiled, "I don't think you will mention this at all!"
He stood up from his chair and said in a boyish, stubborn, derogatory way, "Too bad, I'll make sure to mention this!"
This kind of threat, which uses West Enders as the main employer of Grande to maintain his low position, has been used once last night. Zach began to realize one thing. Jackson would never be satisfied. Once he grasped something, he would keep asking for more. Not everyone was like this, not to mention that he was still too young and didn't understand the meaning of restraint.
"Then I can only promise that you will never mention it." The red eyes caught the boy's eyes. (..)