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"When I was negotiating with Tiffany & Co., this man from Xia suddenly intervened. I didn't like it very much."

Mr. Misier's tone was cold, and he also saw Matty as a dog.

For a person like Marty, it is usually enough to throw a few bones, no good words are needed.

"Mr Misier!"

"I understand."

"I will put pressure on Tiffany & Co. This is an important company in our country. How can Xia Guo people buy it?"

Matty immediately understood what Mr. Misier meant.

"OK!"

"I'm waiting for your good news."

"Do not let me down."

Misier hangs up the phone.

This time he smiled.

Mr. Lin! I see you this time.

How to deal with Marty is not... that idiot Broad, if he is eyeing something, he will definitely bite

Marty hung up the phone.

"Call Tiffany & Co."

"For that... John.

Mena called."

"Tell them, Your Excellency Marty, that is, I, will go to their company to inspect to see if they have... leaked state secrets."

He stood up directly and instructed his female secretary.

"Yes!"

The female secretary immediately picked up the phone and called John.

Mena.

John.

Mena was still there: in his office, he was a little stunned when he heard the call.

I am just a business of diamond jewelry and watches, and have a fart relationship with state secrets.

This... Your Excellency Marty, he was so full that he could not come to his own company for inspection! He quickly reacted.

Marty must have heard some rumors and came to his company to beat himself.

Now what is the big thing about your company is the sale of the company.

Marty wanted to stop it, who did he take advantage of John.

Menor quickly guessed Marty's true purpose.

Anyway! John.

Mena also has to receive this... Lord Marty.

Mr. Congressman, the power is still great.

They don't even need to buy the president's account, the only thing they dare not offend is their own financial master.

"Wait for him to come."

"I knew who was behind him."

John.

Mena thought to himself.

He was sitting in his office waiting for the Lord Marty.

not long time.

About half an hour or so.

Marty walked into John.

Mena's office.

"Lord Marty!"

"Please sit down."

"Welcome to Tiffany & Co."

John.

Mena still greeted warmly on the surface.

"John.