There is a reason why Sente is in charge of the family business at such a young age. His father is an out-and-out dude, and there is nothing but eating, drinking and having fun in the world.
Fortunately, the other party was very self-aware, and when he learned that his eldest son was going to overtake him to inherit the family business, he did not act excessively.
On the contrary, he accepted all of this happily, and besides knowing that his strength was inadequate, he also hated the part of the background involved in the crime in the family.
But what Senter's father didn't know was that when his father passed on the family business to his eldest son, everything involved in the crime had already been taken care of.
It's just that those people who have made up their minds to alienate themselves will occasionally come to Center for help or resources.
Sente's criterion: As long as there is no criminal involvement, general cooperation can be negotiated.
He stood on the court, swinging the club in a standard posture, the white ball formed a parabola and flew far away.
"Mr. Center, what do you think of what I'm talking about?" The man finally finished talking, it seemed that Center's cold attitude made him a little uncertain, and wanted to get an answer quickly.
Alexander, who was squatting on the side, rolled his eyes. This horrible old man was so bad that he could persuade Sente to commit an illegal act.
But at this time, Alexander was not very clear about the business structure of Sente. He was suffering in his heart. On the one hand, he warned himself that Sente was a bad guy and should not have expectations of the other party, and just treated it as an ordinary goal.
On the one hand, I can't help but still have expectations. What if Sente refuses
But this business seems to be very profitable, but it involves too much coverage, and only talents from a wealthy country like Sente are qualified to make this kind of money.
"Bob." Senter tidied his baseball cap, and his narrow eyes passed over Bob's old face that was obviously overly indulgent, and he said coldly: "You're just kidding me, right?"
Bob: "..."
Sente still refused to do this kind of thing. It was a waste. If his grandfather was still there, he would definitely be able to make the money.
It's a pity that neither Sente nor Sente's father is a waste.
"Of course it's a joke, I know you don't want to." Bob said, "I can't help it either. You know the recent situation. It's too difficult to make money. Alas, I'm not like you. I don't have a monopolistic industry..."
He was jealous of Sent, and he had it all at a young age.
"The money you make is enough for you to spend a lifetime, if you are not so greedy." Senter said bluntly, then picked up the cue and went to find the white ball.
Alexander immediately stood up and followed Sente. If he hadn't been a dog, he would have laughed. Sente was so pretty. That's right, he should refuse this kind of bad old man who instigates people to commit crimes. .
Sente, who was not in a bad mood, came to Xiao Baiqiu and looked up at the position of the white pole. It was still far away: "How many strokes do you have to hit?"
He said to himself.
"Wang Wu." Come on Sente!
Alexander lowered his shoulders and jumped around, a gesture of encouragement filled his body.
"Well, don't interfere with me." Sente said solemnly.
So Alexander lay quietly on the grass, his eyes fixed on the little white ball.
Come on, Officer Bear gives you lucky buff.
In the next second, Sente continued to swing a shot and played well. He smiled satisfied himself, and took the towel from the caddy's hand and wiped the club personally.
It seems that he is completely immersed in the joy of playing and has forgotten the existence of Bob.
Alexander looked back and found that Bob was calling. This is normal. After being rejected, he might be looking for someone to complain: I missed a chance to make money. Damn it!
Next, Senter swung a few more shots. On the last shot, he expected the white ball to be within three meters of the white shot. As a result, he made a mistake in the operation and he actually shot the ball out.
For a moment, Senter felt that there should be no caddies, assistants and bodyguards on this court.
He was embarrassed.
Perhaps Mr. Center's face is so ugly that even the caddie dare not make any moves. He is not sure if putting a new ball on the spot will anger Mr. Center.
At this moment, Alexander suddenly ran to the white ball that was hit and quickly picked it up: "Wang Wuwu."
Do it again, it's okay.
He comforted the victorious Sente, hoping that the other party would be happy.
how to say? I can play black face by myself, and my temper is too bad.
"..." Sente's face turned from cloudy to clear, and he no longer looked so scary. The caddie immediately bent down to prepare for him.
The white ball was wiped again and placed on the tee again.
This time Mr. Center hit the white ball near the white pole, very close to the hole.
Very beautiful shot.
When Sent arrived here, he put away his club: "You created an opportunity for me, and I also give you another opportunity to push the ball into the hole, Alexander."
As he said, he took the ice drink from the assistant and took a sip.
Of course, Cent is not sure if the opponent can understand his instructions. He pointed the white ball with his cue and tried his best to use body language to express: "Go into the hole, you understand?"
Alexander looked at him.
"I said push the ball into the hole, little stupid dog..." Sente wanted to show off his new darling, but he didn't expect Alexander to stay still, making his face a little hot.
Alright alright.
In order to prevent Sente from embarrassing in front of his assistants and bodyguards, a dignified police officer who ate public food, like a pet dog, obeyed the command of the'master', walked up to the ball and arched the ball with his nose.
The strength was just right, and the white ball rolled into the hole smoothly.
There was applause immediately around, a dog who can play golf is too funny.
And he listened to Mr. Center so much.
Applause and whispers came into Senter's ears, he felt happier than he had scored, and if Alexander pushed the ball quickly next time, he would be even happier.
After scoring a goal and being glared, Alexander said he was wronged. Are you not happy to spoil you like this
After a while, Bob came over and said that he could no longer play with Sente if he had something to do.
Of course Sent didn't care, he wanted Bob to leave quickly.
"Then I'll go first, oh, forgot to say, your dog is very cute." Before the other party left, he wanted to touch Alexander, but unfortunately he didn't get it, so he could only leave hesitantly.
This cold dog made Bob feel that Senter was as annoying as his dog.
Without the interruption of outsiders, Mr. Center and the dog had a good time on the court. At about 11:30 noon, he decided to take Alexander to a famous restaurant for dinner.
David was a little embarrassed: "Sir, pets are not allowed in that restaurant."
Why didn’t my husband ever have such a weird idea to take the dog to a famous restaurant...
Mr. Center never dines with dogs at all.
"Is it enough for him not to do it?" Senter frowned, feeling very troubled: "If the other party is unwilling, then buy the restaurant."
Alexander: "..."
Little Sente, you don’t have to buy a restaurant!
Of course, this restaurant was not bought. The other party heard that Sente was coming to dine, so no one would dare to stop him. Even if he hadn't heard of Sente's name, he had also heard of his grandfather's name.
Terrible black forces.
A car in the park drove over and was going to pick them up to the door. The bodyguards came forward to check the car as usual, and drove the driver off and drive by himself.
Alexander had an occupational disease, so he couldn't help but leaned forward and sniffed, but he didn't smell dangerous goods, but his ears moved, and he always felt that the car's sound was a bit wrong.
"Wow!" To be on the safe side, he suggested that Sente change a car.
"What's the matter?" Sente was a little puzzled, but as a person who has lived in danger from childhood, he has enough keen nerves to frown at the moment: "Replace this car."
After changing to a new car, Alexander was finally willing to go up, but Sente's face did not improve as a result. If there is a real problem with the car just now, it means that someone wants to attack him.
Of course, it is impossible for the other party to only prepare a trick, in fact, he should go home at this time, instead of going out and screaming again.
His secretary thought so too.
"Sir, are you sure you want to go to the restaurant for dinner?" David's tone was a little worried.
"It's okay." Senter touched Alexander's head. Since he agreed, of course he will do it.
And if there is danger, Alexander will remind him, just like before.
"Remember to send that car for inspection." Sente ordered.
"Of course." David nodded.
Today’s day’s itinerary did not show any problems, but in the evening Sente got news from the manor that there was indeed a problem with the car. If they did not change the car in time, the consequences would be disastrous.
Sente was very angry. He had a faint hunch that Bob did it. The other party was so bold. He asked David to collect all the criminal evidence from the other party and decided not to endure this uncomfortable tumor, even if the other party was once him. Grandfather's proud subordinate.
"Sir, are you sure you want to do this?" David is very worried. Sent's sudden action will chill other people. In fact, there is no other way to sanction Bob, is it
Sending to prison is the most taboo method, it will anger the contacts left by the old man, and it will be very detrimental to Sente himself.
"What should I do? Do I send someone to assassinate him like him?" Sente doesn't like this. He hates blood on his hands. What's the difference between that and the underworld
Yes, as long as Sente sticks to this bottom line, he cannot avenge those who want to assassinate him.
Alexander was lying on the sofa, rubbing his head against the unhappy man, and the palm of the man wearing the silver ring touched him irritably.
He was holding a glass of spirits with ice in his other hand, his hair was neatly combed, and his bangs were messy. He was really a person with ups and downs.
David didn't dare to say more, he didn't even dare to persuade Center to rest early and take care of his body or something.
"Well, you can go out." Center currently doesn't want to see anyone.
The weather was getting cold, the fireplace was burning with firewood, but the windows were not closed. Alexander looked around and finally found a blanket. He put the blanket on Sente who had fallen asleep.
But he still felt that the other party's bare ankles were cold, so he nestled at the other party's feet, hoping that this would make Sente warmer.
Sent didn't have a cold when he woke up the next morning, but had a splitting headache and was full of discomfort from a hangover.
Thank God, he has a warm blanket on his body and a warm living creature by his feet.
"Oh, you cheap dog..." Sente moved his feet, and his toes immediately touched the wolfhound's abdomen.
I can't imagine that his feet were bullied by the opponent all night, at least he thought so.
Originally wanted to kick the opponent down with a kick, but when he looked up, Alexander's sleeping face was too sweet, and Sente remembered the scene of the opponent protecting himself.
So does this furry thing save my life
"Ah..." After thinking about it, he got a headache, and Sente fell back on the sofa, rubbing his painful forehead with his hands.
Alexander immediately woke up when he heard the sound. He found that Cent was uncomfortable, so he jumped off the sofa and opened the door to shout.
Soon the doctor arrived. At the moment he saw the doctor, Sente threw something angrily. Who asked the doctor to come, he didn't need a doctor!
The bottle shattered to the ground, and the doctor was afraid to come in. Only Alexander escaped all obstacles and looked at the tantrum with wet eyes. This would be even more uncomfortable, stupid.
"Are you caring about me?" Senter is bored when he sees human eyes, which are the most evil and blinding eyes in the world, but he likes Alexander's eyes.
Purely beautiful, he is all in his eyes.
Alexander boldly raised his head and licked Sente's cheek. Through yesterday's experience, he seemed to understand why Sente was so lonely.
Putting himself in, he couldn't believe anyone, but it wasn't his fault.
Sente hugged this furry warm guy, who was very irritable just now, and most of it disappeared because of Alexander's concern.
The servant cleaned up the debris on the ground, and the doctor finally dared to come in and check his condition.
Twenty minutes later, Cent moved to the bed to rest, but he had no appetite and did not want to eat the food delivered by the servant.
And he said he didn't want to eat, no one would dare to force him to eat.
Officer Little Bear sighed: People who are sick are like children! It is mandatory to care.
"Wow." Alexander patted the table full of food with his paw, don't be decadent, give it to Lao Tzu to eat!
Isn't it just being shamed by someone
Take care of your body and go back!
Ah, no, this police officer is talking nonsense... It's not right to fight and kill, cough cough cough.
Everyone should be a good citizen who is fair and law-abiding.
"I don't want to eat, Alexander." Sente emphasized.
"Wow!" You want to eat! Hungry will make you feel worse and your body will recover more slowly!
You know something about wool!
"You're so annoying." Senter hated noise, but he didn't have the idea of driving Alexander out. In the end, he just pulled up the quilt and covered his head.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, what do you do if you starve to death my task?"
Hard ones don’t work, then use soft ones.
It seems that I can’t stand a dog crying by the bed. After 10 minutes, Sente finally sat up from the bed...
Ready to eat.
In the past, Mr. Center had to be decadent for drinking and losing his temper for several days. This time he returned to normal after only half a day, and he could start working in the afternoon.
Secretary David threw an inexhaustible look at Alexander. He thought he would do it for him in the next few days.
Sente took Alexander into the study to work together without paying attention to him, perhaps because he now particularly needs company.
A sincerely kind to him and loyal to him, this choice must be the Alexander who saved his life.
Alexander thought it would take several days before he could invade the study, a place where many secrets were hidden, but he didn't expect the other party to bring him in so easily.
That's great, it shows that this place will be where he can come and go freely in the future.
Alexander, who pulled in a bear puppet, played wildly on the ground while observing the surrounding environment.
This is a private space belonging to Sente. There should be no monitoring installed. Even if monitoring is installed, only Sente can call it out and check it. Under normal circumstances, of course, Sente will not visit it.
"Alexander, can your noise of chewing toys be lower?" Senter's dissatisfied voice came.
Oops.
Officer Cub froze, biting too agitatedly for a moment, and bit his head off.
While he was stiff, a pair of long legs came slowly, and Sen squatted down in front of him, frowning: "Bad dog, don't you need money for toys?"
He lifted the head of the fallen doll with his fingers, shook it before Alexander's eyes, and was satisfied to see Alexander buried his face guiltily.
It seems very worried that he broke the toy.
"Puff..." Sente succeeded in his prank. He felt better than ever, because he bullied an honest dog: "Well, you don't need to blame yourself. You can play with as many toys as you want."
In fact, he is not short of money.
Senter did what he said, and he asked David to buy a lot of toys, almost full of Alexander in the room next to him.
The same is true of food, as long as Alexander likes to eat everything, but after every time he eats, Sente will laugh at Alexander, he will definitely gain 10 pounds or something. If you don't want to become a fat dog, you can exercise with him.
Accompanied by Alexander, Senter quickly forgot the anger that Bob brought him, and he also thought of a best way to deal with Bob.
If it proves that Bob is a traitor, then there is no need for him to act on his own, and naturally some people will not be willing to help him clean up the mess.
Senter held evidence of Bob's past crimes against the Alliance. He did not discuss this matter with David, and only Alexander knew he planned.
"I think this is feasible, what do you think of Alexander?" Sente opened a hidden door with a password in front of Alexander.
In this ancient manor, there is an underground labyrinth, which hides the dark past of their home, and Sen seldom comes down.
Today he carried an antique oil lamp and took Alexander down.
The dim light shone on Sente's handsome profile. He really looked like a prince in a painting.