my beauty world

Chapter 171 The Liar Beast Warrior and the Good Man Aid Their Performance (8000)

Gulf of Mexico port city, Altamira.

Ronan, who had changed his disguise, drove an off-road vehicle through half of the city to the entrance of the marina near the sea.

Jess, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said: "The car can be parked directly on the yacht pier." She saw a familiar figure and pointed: "Eva is at the entrance."

Ronan drove past, Eva had finished negotiating with the staff, the entrance cross bar was raised, and the car entered directly.

After stopping the car, she asked someone to get on the car. According to the berth she said, Ronan drove the car onto the trestle and stopped in front of a yacht.

Jess got out of the car, opened the trunk, and went to pick up the bag inside.

Eva hurried over to help.

Jess shook her head: "You can't hold it."

Eva grabbed the handle and lifted it vigorously with both hands, but Bao Wensi did not move.

What's in it?She was curious but didn't ask.

The bag was rearranged by Ronan before departure, most of which were gold bricks.

Jess picked up one with both hands and sent it to the yacht with all her strength.

Compared to easily lifting one with each hand when Ronan put it in, it took too much effort.

Similar to Ilsa, the food cooked by the soul can only improve Jess' physical fitness to a certain extent.

Eva felt that the boss was working, and she was watching. It was really shameless. When she saw the driver sitting motionless in the driver's seat, she wanted to call him down.

Before she opened her mouth, Jess patted her from behind: "Don't worry about it."

Eva shut up quickly.

Jess moved the bags onto the yacht one after another, and asked, "Where is the Swiss bank bearer card that I asked you to bring?"

Eva took it out and handed it to the boss, the card contained $1250 million!
Who is the boss going to give?
Jess took the card, came to the side of the driver's seat, knocked on the car window, and handed the card to Ronan: "Anonymous cards can be swiped or transferred in most countries."

Ronan nodded and stuffed himself into the badge space.

Eva couldn't help being surprised, the card was just given to people like this?
Who is that man?A lover of the boss bag?It looks very ordinary, it shouldn't be.

Loyal subordinates also gossip in their hearts.

Jess opened the rear door again, took out the oak hammer in a long cloth bag, and said, "When are you going?"

Knowing that she was asking about Washington, Ronan said, "Soon."

The media company where the magazine is located also has a current affairs magazine under its umbrella. The headquarters is in Washington, and they are trying to find a way to transfer it there.

Jess turned her head: "I'm leaving."

Ronan said casually, "Bon voyage."

Jessie picked up the oak hammer, waved at Ronan, and watched the car leave the trestle and turn out of the port.

Eva came over: "Boss, can I help you?"

Jess gave her the oak hammer, and Eva used all her strength to get on the yacht with the long bag containing the oak hammer.

"Let's go." Jess calmed down and found confidence again in front of her subordinates.

Eva went to drive the yacht, and when the boat left the port, she asked curiously, "Boss, who is he?"

After working all night, Jess didn't feel angry at all: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't read what you shouldn't look at."

Eva shut up quickly. Just now the boss was smiling at that person, and he was in a great mood. How long ago did he change his face?

Jess said again: "My grandma's people are waiting in the open sea. The goods on the ship will be handed over to them. We will go to Washington. You inform other people and find a way to enter Washington. Also, transport the people in the basement to Washington."

She pondered for a while: "If that person is abnormal, kill him immediately."

Eva learned the lesson just now, and dared not ask why the destination was changed from New York to Washington, and replied: "Okay."

The yacht turned, and the sun fell from the sky and fell on Jess.

If Jessie felt something, she turned her head and looked to the north. Some invisible but real things came from the north and landed on her body!

That is the consciousness of countless people, the judgment of countless people on her, the cognition of countless people!

In their eyes, mouth and hearts, the man who led the "Undercover" film project is a complete fraud!
She lied to Leonardo, she lied to investors, she lied to Hollywood, she lied to the news media, she lied to the people who eat melons!
At this moment, Jess closed her eyes and carefully felt the changes in herself.

The next moment, Jess opened her eyes, and she seemed to have changed!

Eva turned her head to look, not knowing what happened. Just standing here, the boss has a strong persuasive power, making people unconsciously willing to believe her.

There were two dimples on Jess's delicate and pretty face.

From a first-level criminal to a second-level fraud!

Jess stared at the number one subordinate, trying to use her thoughts to condense into an invisible seed, and implanted it in Eva's mind.

The message conveyed by the seed is what Jess has been instilling in his subordinates—conviction and loyalty!

As an ordinary person, Eva has no power to resist.

When they came to the open sea, there was a freighter waiting, and Jess handed the four bags to grandma's people.

Grandma's trusted subordinates took over and gave Jess a new passport at the same time.

Jess will go to Washington with a new identity.

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Los Angeles, Beverly Hills Hilton Hotel.

Countless media reporters sat in the news hall, listening to Leonardo tell the story of being cheated.

In recent days, the most sensational entertainment news in Hollywood is about the "Undercover" scam of Quinn's company.

On the third day after the wealthy businessman from Malaysia, Liu Zuot, signed an investment agreement with Quinn Company, Leonardo revealed a shocking melon, claiming that he was defrauded by Quinn Company, not only did he not receive the first payment from Quinn Company within the time limit The second actor's salary, even the 200 million US dollars invested by his foundation disappeared.

Quinn executives absconded with the money, leaving behind a shell company.

Entertainment gossip is the topic that the general public talks about most after dinner. The total amount of fraud is as high as 2500 million US dollars, which caused a sensation all over the United States.

Today, in front of the live cameras of several TV entertainment channels, Leonardo officially held a press conference, explained in detail how he was cheated, called the police to the Los Angeles Police Department, and showed the investment receipts and actor contracts, as well as the details of the account funds in public And so on a series of evidence.

Outside the hotel, there were a large number of movie fans in solidarity with Leonardo.

Not many people doubted it, because in the past ten years or so, not fifty Hollywood stars have been cheated, but twenty.

If the star boundary is extended to the sports circle, it will be even more.

There are even first-line actresses in Hollywood who were cheated of money and sex by scammers posing as European aristocrats.

After the press conference, Leonardo with red eyes left the hotel by car.

The agent said: "Senior Agent Jack Wells from the FBI just called and wants to come over this afternoon to find out the situation."

Leonardo nodded: "Let him come directly."

The manager talked about today's schedule: "Liu Zuote asked you to have dinner with me tonight."

"Should come down!" Leonardo didn't care much about this person: "Victim, you should report to the group to keep warm at this time."

As for whether Liu Zuote will have doubts, Leonardo is not worried, because this is the United States, not Southeast Asia.

Compared to the Malaysians, Leonardo was more worried about the blonde woman, and asked, "Are you sure all the executives of Quinn's company have absconded?"

"They all ran away. Eva didn't show up again after signing the contract." The manager roughly said, "Quin's company still owes employees a month's salary. Those people marched in Burbank yesterday."

Leonardo felt relieved: Run away!Just run away!Don't come back!

Once again, even if he loses his reputation, he will die with them!
I've never seen anything like this, catch him alone!
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Texas, Houston Hobby International Airport.

A business jet slowly parked on the dedicated apron. There were already cars waiting here, and Flynn, who came all the way from Los Angeles, immediately went up to meet it.

The hatch opened, and General Hawke, who was wearing a brown jacket and the same beret, got off the plane first.

A masked man with a black mask on his head, a pistol on his waist, and a samurai sword on his back followed behind.

Flynn saluted: "General!"

General Hawke pointed at the car: "The car said."

Before getting into the car, a middle-aged man in his 30s wearing a training uniform came over and saluted General Hawke: "General, I am very sorry for what happened in Mexico."

General Hawke said, "Eric, you get in the car too."

The founder and actual controller of Blackwater, Eric Prince, followed the three into the same car.

The masked man drove the car himself, and remained silent throughout, without saying a word.

A convoy of six black Chevrolet SUVs drove out of the airport and headed for Comet Genetic Engineering Company.

Eric continued the topic just now: "General, what happened at Isabel Port, Blackwater Company's ineffective defense caused the loss of goods. I have ordered the company to transfer funds and fully compensate for the goods."

Blackwater can't afford to offend this powerful general. Washington has authorized General Hawke. The Bureau of Special Affairs will not only list its name alone, but may also extend its hands to the entire NATO and become a so-called international anti-terrorist organization.

Seeing that Blackwater is very self-conscious, General Hawke will not pursue it for the time being, and warns: "Don't have a next time."

"Yes!" Only he knew the pain in Eric's heart.

The loss of Blackwater Company is much more than that of General Hawke. This is the second huge asset lost by Blackwater Company within a few months.

One and a half years after the laundry detergent war started, Blackwater’s income from government outsourcing was far less than the income from land scraping in Iraq.

No matter how poor the place is, as long as the population is guaranteed, there will be rich people. Blackwater Company, carrying the banner of justice in the war against terrorism, can search for all kinds of property in the local area in the legal name of punishing terrorists.

Under Eric's precepts and deeds, the security team of Blackwater Company is a hundred times stronger than the regular army in this respect.

No matter how loose the discipline of the soldiers is, there is military discipline after all.

Mercenaries are much freer.

Eric decided to call the person in charge of the company in Iraq and continue to search the property of the Iraqis. Those terrorists deserve to die, and their ancestors must not be let go. It is said that some white turbans like to be buried with valuables.

As long as the white turban doesn't bleed, the Blackwater Company will never go bankrupt!
General Hawke asked, "Did you go to see the scene?"

Flynn replied, "Go."

Eric said: "I went with the warrant officer!" He glanced at Flynn, saw him nodding, and continued: "Based on the situation at the scene, there may be five people on the other side!"

Said in detail: "One person used drone-like equipment and placed remote-controlled bombs on three vehicles! One person followed the monitoring convoy and blocked the road. The other three used Stinger missiles, RPG rocket launchers and recoilless guns to launch a surprise attack on the convoy , the battle may be over in a few minutes."

General Hawke asked, "How strong is your team?"

"All the elite!" Eric was worrying about the pension: "There are four private soldiers! Jacob, the strongest among them, has the strength close to that of a non-commissioned officer."

General Hawke asked again: "Are there any suspects?"

Eric said: "In June, some of Blackwater's gold stored in Citibank was robbed. I speculate that there is a connection between the two cases."

The car drove halfway, and put down Eric who had come to see General Hawke on a special trip. Eric got into his car and leaned on the comfortable seat, feeling inexplicably tired.

From the establishment of Heishui Company in 1996 until last winter, everything went smoothly. Near the turn of 03 and 04, various situations suddenly appeared, especially a large number of people died in the line of duty.

The pension stipulated in the contract alone is painful.

There is no way but to let the Iraqis and the white turbans bear more.

in the moving convoy.

Flynn talked about some clues found: "Someone used C4 and incendiary bombs to destroy the traces. We didn't collect too many valuable clues. The goods in the container were not completely taken away. The gold left behind was detained by the Mexican police. It is more difficult to return through normal channels.”

General Hawke asked: "You went to the scene and didn't look at the evidence or clues. Do you have any guesses?"

"Those people blew up the giant Nile crocodile and burned it with incendiary bombs." Flynn's thoughts and statements were very natural: "I think the giant Nile crocodile is the real target, and the property is just a disguise or incidental!"

His speculation is not without reason, and there is a further step: "The other party burned the giant Nile crocodile, is it aimed at our human enhancement experiment with Comet Gene Company? Who has the motivation to do this? It has the strength to launch it quietly without leaving any clues." withdraw?"

General Hawke said the answer directly: "Russians?"

Flynn continued: "The Office of the Director of Intelligence has issued a notice. There is inaccurate news from Europe. It is said that multiple Russian intelligence agencies are planning an important operation. The specific content and target are unknown. Is it aimed at our enhanced human project? "

General Hawke is seriously considering this issue. The background of magic recovery cannot be stopped. Multiple experiments have proved that strengthening people is far more convenient and effective than professional system training, especially for low-level soldiers.

"This case has been selectively notified to Langley and the Office of the Director of Intelligence." He said directly: "Tell them to cheer up, the threat from the Russians is always there! Especially Langley, they should cut off all the hands of the Russians in Europe." !"

Flynn responded, "Yes!"

Hawke added: "We want to shoulder the responsibility of safeguarding democracy and freedom all over the world. We need a large number of competent people. The recruitment should not stop! The Secret Affairs Bureau was first established, and the most lacking is talent. Inform the secret agents and personnel everywhere. Can recommend."

Flynn had recruited two people in Los Angeles before, the redhead Scarlett and the cover girl Carolina.

Arriving at Comet's experimental base, Brad, the president of Comet, and Hadimi, the director of scientific research, are already waiting at the door.

Everyone gathered and took the elevator straight down to the ground.

When they came to the underground laboratory, a lieutenant colonel was assigned to lead the fully armed soldiers to take charge of security.

Under the leadership of Brad, a group of people came to the underground laboratory where dozens of culture tanks were set up, and the culture tanks were full of strong men with bulging muscles!
"This was originally a project promoted by the CIA. They were committed to forming a special operations team that could respond quickly and safeguard the interests of the United States." Brad made an introduction: "Later, the CIA was frustrated, and Church and William who supported this project- Clive died one after another, the project funds disappeared, and had to be interrupted. Now the CIA accepts the president's order and handed over everything to us."

"How many successful people are there?" Hawke asked.

Brad said: "There are very few, and its success rate is much lower than our beast warrior project." He changed his voice: "But the CIA obtained a technology in Europe, through nanoworms, Middle Eastern ghouls, and demonized glasses. Medicines composed of king snake and vampire genes can effectively increase the success rate."

Hawk said directly: "Don't stop the experiment, there are many serious criminals in the prison!"

A group of people walked forward again and came to another laboratory, which was divided into multiple single rooms. The door of each single room was made of thick alloy, and the palm-sized windows were made of explosion-proof glass.

Hawk came over to take a look, and suddenly someone jumped up like a beast, and the giant claw-like palm slapped on the glass with a bang, and the whole alloy door shook!
"Roar--"

The furry face opened its mouth wide, roaring like a tiger.

General Hawke didn't change his face, stood still, looked at the beast warrior inside, and said, "Is this the winner?"

Hadimi, the director of scientific research, answered: "Yes, they need a period of time to control the animal nature in their hearts. When the human nature overwhelms the animal nature, they can usually return to the normal human form. When fighting, they will intensify with anger and appear in the form of lycanthropy. The speed and reaction will skyrocket!"

He reminded General Hawke: "Sergeant Slaughter is a model of success."

General Hawke knew that behind every successful person, there might be ten losers who died, so he asked, "Does the potion from Europe have a high success rate?"

"It's very high." Hadimi said: "As long as the physical condition is not too bad, you can basically succeed. The real limiting factor is the material."

Hawke asked again: "Can you determine the source of the potion?"

Brad said: "Baron Lestat from the Akasha vampire family in Romania."

Hawke is a layman for scientific research, so he can only try to suggest: "Can we learn from their strengths and apply them to us?"

Hadimi said: "We are already doing experiments, but General, the giant Nile crocodile was burned, and we need new demonized animals, which must be combat-type."

Hawke nodded: "I will search all over the world." He looked at Brad and Hadimi: "You prepare strengthened fighters as soon as possible, the more the better! You must put in training before October, and I will let the Slavs Sergeant Special has trained them himself! In October, I'm taking them to Washington and using them to convince Congress and the President!"

After the inspection, General Hawk temporarily left the laboratory to meet local dignitaries.

Flynn prepares to leave and return to California.

Hawk recalled the sensational case in Los Angeles: "Does the Nail Man have any clues?"

"No." Flynn was ashamed: "The Nail Man seems to have evaporated from the world, and even the exorcist priest Thomas has disappeared! I suspect that the Nail Man has other identities as a cover!"

Hawke said: "Find him as soon as possible, I will bring the case from the FBI, and you must give the Special Affairs Bureau a sigh of relief!"

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Tijuana, a fascinating city, has attracted countless Americans to travel and relax across the border.

Among them, many American photography enthusiasts and photographers and artists will also come here to collect pictures.

Duke, a famous photographer in Los Angeles, came here to study the art of photography carefully.

With a camera hanging around his neck, Ronan paid a protection fee to the most powerful gang in Fengsu Street. The gang specially photographed two people to protect him. They came to Fengsu Street to shoot blockbuster art films for the young ladies standing on the street.

Before going out this time, he told Ping Qi and the others that he would come to Tijuana to gather folk songs.

It is natural to take back photos with rich Tijuana characteristics.

Maybe the end of the month is approaching, and the girls want to focus on performance, so they wear extra cool clothes. Some of them have a good figure, so they directly wear a three-point style.

Ronan is very professional, he only shoots young ladies, not male compatriots.

As long as a man passes by, he will immediately switch the camera elsewhere.

Men can't embarrass men.

Some gangsters wanted to come over to make trouble, but they were all scared back by two gangster bodyguards with tattoos and guns.

Ronan came to the church at the end of Custom Street. The church door was newly replaced, and there were still dense bullet holes on the walls and pillars on both sides of the door.

Raise the camera, choose a good angle, and continue shooting.

He is proficient in photography, and Ronan is familiar with Tijuana, so it is more than enough to take pictures in a day.

Ronan had lunch, but he received a call from Ping Qi. The magazine had temporarily accepted a job to shoot a fashion blockbuster. He asked where he was, and could he go back in the afternoon?
"I'm in Tijuana, so I'll book a ticket to go back." Ronan was very professional, and immediately booked a ticket, and returned to Los Angeles that afternoon.

Get off the plane, find a place to release the ravens, don't even go to the residence, just take a taxi to the magazine office.

As soon as I entered the magazine, I ran into Miranda wearing Prada.

Seeing Ronan wearing a cowboy hat, plaid shirt and distressed jeans, he couldn't help but venomously said: "Mr. Duke, I need to remind you again that you are engaged in a fashion art! For this art With a minimum of respect! I admit, your blockbusters are very artistic, but your personal fashion taste, IMHO, is abysmal!"

Ronan deliberately took out the ticket and shook it at her: "Did you see it? I just came back from another place and rushed to the company to prepare for work. Where can you find a serious and responsible employee like me?"

He turned the flames on others: "Look, Miranda, your assistant also has poor fashion sense."

Miranda immediately yelled at the assistant: "Andy, come over tomorrow wearing this fat blue sweater, and go directly to the HR department to resign!"

Ronan took the opportunity to leave here and came to Pingqi's art director's office.

Ping Qi fetched a glass of water for Ronan, and comforted him: "No way, she has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Ronan specially put the camera equipment bag on the desk: "So, I don't quarrel with her."

Ping Qi was indeed attracted: "Can I appreciate your masterpiece this time?"

"Wait for it to be washed." Ronan picked up the phone on the desk: "Kulu, come here and wash something for me."

When someone came over, Ronan gave him the film.

Ping Qi shook his bald head, squeezed his eyes, and asked, "How is Tijuana? Did you have a good time?"

"Am I the kind of person who is not serious?" Ronan said solemnly: "Latin style, very interesting, but there...how should I say it?"

Pingqi tilted his head, telling him to speak quickly.

Ronan talked nonsense in Duke's way: "It's too low-end, there is no guarantee in terms of safety, I am only in my 20s, and I dare not touch it for the sake of the next 50 years! If I get any disease, my life will be ruined. "

Ping Qi nodded: "Indeed."

Ronan babbled again: "Besides, in our business, what beautiful models have you never seen? What sexy figures haven't been measured? Looking at those low-end ones, I have no appetite."

Ping Qi laughed: "It makes sense, what you said is too reasonable." He started from himself: "Even if female models are tired, don't there still be male models?"

Ronan was defeated by him: "Duke, gender male, love female!"

Ping Qi got back to the topic, and showed Ronan a copy of the materials: "New job content."

As soon as Ronan opened it, he saw Karolina Kurkova's name.

Don't blame him, mainly because the photo next to the name is too conspicuous.

This woman's figure is top-notch even among supermodels, and she doesn't have the so-called high-end face of a supermodel, which looks relatively normal.

Ping Qi gave a general introduction: "The theme of this group of blockbusters is western towns and fashion. You'd better be mentally prepared if you plan to go deep into the deserted towns in western California to shoot."

Ronan made a very reasonable request: "You need to find more security guards."

The two left the office and went to the clothing room next door to discuss the style and clothing matching during the shooting.

When it comes to filming, Ronan is an expert, but when it comes to clothing style, he is far behind, and he listens more to Ping Qi.

Ronan also made a suggestion: "As far as I know, the population of California is concentrated on the western coast, and the eastern part is sparsely populated. Many remote towns are desolate and backward. There is a kind of desolation like the world is broken. You can try the steampunk style."

Pingqi thought for a while: "Good idea!"

Roughly delineating a range, the two returned to the office and asked the model to try on the outfit later.

Just in time, Kulu sent over the quick-washed photos.

Ping Qi took it over and flipped through it, and made an exaggerated sound while watching: "Who! Whoa! Whoa! The shot is not bad? This is the legendary Tijuana Custom Street? Can you go up and talk directly? There is no middleman to make the difference?"

In an industry like the fashion industry, in addition to regular brokers, there are also some kind of indescribable brokers. If you want to ask someone out, you usually have to go through a broker.

One more procedure costs more money, and the brokers try to pile up the price through messy means.

Models who have appeared in small magazines can be blown into Victoria's Secret angels by them.

Ronan said: "We can talk directly, but they are all under the control of gangsters. There is a performance appraisal every month, and those who fail to meet the performance standards..." He made a throat-cutting gesture: "Maybe their heads will be lost."

Pingqi is much more interesting than Miranda: "No, I'm going there next month! Good men should help them achieve their performance! This is saving lives!"

"It seems that I am not a good man." Ronan deliberately laughed at himself.

Ping Qi flipped through the photos taken by Ronan, including Custom Street, most of them were taken on the streets of Tijuana, which somewhat matched the theme of this blockbuster, and it was also a warm-up in advance.

The shot is really good!

For example, in the photos of Custom Street, the rough red brick wall and the black silk woman leaning on it create a degenerate beauty.

The vulgar fishnet stockings and hip-length leather skirts, with the dilapidated concrete wall as the background, have a kind of artistic beauty.

These two make people look at it, and I can't wait to see the grand scene of Tijuana Custom Street!

Ping Qi touched his bald head, these photos can be used as promotional photos of Custom Street!

It's a pity that the local gangsters have no vision.

Having said that, Duke, this guy is not so good at shooting blockbuster films of this style!
Ping Qi had a feeling that if this person went to the San Fernando Valley, he would definitely soar into the sky.

Ronan saw Ping Qi's eyes flickering on him, remembered that this guy was not a serious person, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Put down the photo evenly, and took a picture: "Keep the state you took when you took these pictures!"

"No problem!" Ronan responded first, and then said: "I want to ask you something, the social and political magazine that belongs to the same company as the magazine is called "Society Weekly", and the editorial office is in Washington?"

The magazine office is not an independent company, but belongs to a media company, and the media company is controlled by a higher-level media group. Most media groups in the United States are in the hands of Jews.

Ping Qi pulled out a chair and sat down, and said: "Washington is the political center, and "Society Weekly" mainly reports on current affairs, so the editorial department is naturally located in the SAR."

Ronan's next step is going to Washington, D.C. is the political center of the United States, it is best to go there with a suitable identity, and this identity can not be far from the bald eagle.

It seems that the identity of a current affairs photojournalist or a current affairs magazine photographer is good.

Ping Qi asked: "Duke, you don't want to change your career?"

Ronan casually found a reason: "I went out to collect music this time, and I found a problem. I was stuck in a bottleneck in creation, and it was difficult to open the closed window of art. When I was in Tijuana, I met a Mexican colleague who was very capable. Excellent, I suggest that I change my perspective and make a breakthrough in another industry, not limited to the entertainment and fashion circles."

Ping Qi understands a little bit: "He is right. Relying solely on fashion and entertainment may make a lot of money, but it will limit people to a small circle."

He was somewhat curious: "You can change the category of geography and landscape, why do you want to go to Washington?"

Ronan continued to talk nonsense: "Broaden your horizons, open up the pattern, there is the most suitable place."

Pingqi took out the photos taken by Ronan in Custom Street: "Your style, go to take pictures of politicians, I'm afraid you don't want to take them as degenerates."

Ronan asked seriously, "Aren't they?"

Ping Qi laughed: "They are!"

People who are engaged in fashion and art are a group of out-of-the-ordinary people. Ping Qi was not surprised by what Ronan said. After thinking about it, he said: "You need to find Miranda for this matter. If Miranda is willing to help you, you can transfer it. It's just a phone call."

Ronan asked, "How can I get Miranda to help?"

Suddenly, the name of a skill popped into my mind.

Seduction: An outstanding appearance is always the sharpest weapon!

Thinking of Miranda's age, that white hair that gave people goosebumps, Ronan quickly dismissed the idea.

Ping Qi said: "Finish the work in front of you first, and then talk about the transfer. If you do a good job, you will have the confidence to propose in front of Miranda."

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