The little green plum in Song Shao's arms is so sultry

Chapter 33 The Devil Hidden in the Angel Show

Sonny on the opposite side was stunned, and he couldn't help asking: "What kind of person would let Kaiserin you investigate in person?"

She was playing with the swan necklace she was wearing, her red lips were slightly curved, and she sneered: "Sonny, the first rule of the Apep organization is not to say anything. If I were still your leader, Kaiserin, maybe you can't do it now." Speak to me."

The man broke out in cold sweat from the fright, and his tone was a little unnatural. He seemed to have remembered something, and the hand holding the phone trembled, and he begged in a low voice: "Miss Kaiserin, it's my fault."

Yu Sheng just smiled contemptuously: "You don't need to do this, Mr. Sonny, I have already said that I am not a member of that organization, you can speak to me in a normal tone."

Look how cool the wind is tonight, the more comfortable it is, the harder it is for prey to catch.

Song Jin's identity in the United States is by no means simple, and his personality does not allow him to be ordinary.

"I don't know his English name. I only know his Chinese name. I don't know if you are sure you can find out, Mr. Sonny."

The other person replied very respectfully: "Of course, Kaiserin, let alone a name, even if you give me a needle, I can find out for you the clothes it sewed."

Yu Sheng replied lazily: "Then I will leave it to you. His name is Song Jin. I will give you an unexpected reward after the matter is completed." After a pause, he smiled, "If it fails, you know my style of doing things."

There was silence for a few minutes, and the voice stammered: "Of course...Miss Kaiserin."

"Don't reveal any information about me to Apep. If I find out, you can imagine the consequences." After saying this, Yu Sheng hung up the phone without hesitation, and passed some background programs to send the phone call to Apep. The call history is completely deleted.

The silver-white swan necklace glowed coldly, reflecting on the woman's cold face. She stood up slowly, straightened her collar, and walked towards the gate of the manor.

Before she could ring the doorbell, Uncle Liu, the housekeeper, saw from the monitor at the gate, and hastily pressed the electronic key for her. The door was gradually opened. Uncle Liu was wearing a black coat, and looked at Yu Sheng in disbelief. : "Miss San... why are you alone?"

Yu Sheng put on a cute and pitiful expression: "My second brother went out to play, and he will leave me alone after he sends me to the door."

Uncle Liu suddenly realized and nodded, bowed his waist and brought Yu Sheng into the room.

The family members were not asleep yet, Yu Sheng looked at the watch on his wrist, based on this time, it should be the time of the family reunion.

Mother Xu Rong looked at her warmly and waved to her: "Xiao Sheng, sit here and eat some fruit."

Yu Sheng nodded obediently, and walked over slowly. She leaned softly beside her mother, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't eat much at the banquet tonight..."

When Father Yu heard this, he gave her a distressed look: "It's all my fault that I didn't think carefully. You just returned to China, and you really shouldn't attend such a grand banquet. I'll ask Mama Zhang to make you corn rib soup later."

Suddenly a crisp cough interrupted their family time, and saw Yu Sheng holding a newspaper and throwing it coldly in front of Yu Sheng.

"Look."

Yu Sheng picked up the newspaper. It was an English newspaper. The time was today. The contents of the newspaper were written from yesterday, and the black and white words in between were full of words:

The world-renowned perfumer Collins left the famous luxury brand M·L with many secrets about M·L perfume. Did he have other intentions?

Yu Sheng laughed nonchalantly: "As for the western media, I'm used to their style of spreading rumors. I remember last time they said that I stole another master perfumer's design, but it turned out that it was The master copied my game design, he copied me."

"Do you need me to come forward?" Yu Sheng said slowly: "The Yu family doesn't have much influence overseas, but I think it is more than enough to deal with this kind of unscrupulous media."

Yu Sheng just shook his head, and said lazily: "No need, I didn't take those things to heart. If I really want an explanation, I will do it myself."

Some things can't be taught a lesson just by typing them once. Yu Sheng felt that he hadn't been able to calm down back then, and that's why he had just returned to China, and black material was posted on his back.

The situation was the same back then. At that time, I had just joined M·L company not long ago, and my identity was very ordinary, and I had not counterattacked to become the chief perfumer of M·L.

But for some reason, a media outlet really had no place to dig up M·L's black material, so they focused on Yu Sheng and tried every means to get a flattering story from her.

After being unable to bear it for a while, Yu Sheng decided to teach them a lesson.

It was still raining lightly that day, and the sky was gray. The man was walking on the watery road, looking back from time to time, and then stepped up his pace as quickly as possible.

Just when he was about to go home, two tall and strong men suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him. He was startled and hurriedly backed away, but suddenly he tripped over something and fell to the ground. The rain splashed on the puddle stained his luxurious suit.

They were surrounded by people, their weather-beaten faces had thick scars, their black sunglasses sealed their emotions, and they just surrounded this man coldly.

"Collins is born for money." Suddenly, a cold female voice sounded behind him, and the voice was like the horn of Satan at this moment, which gave him great fear: "I like this topic very much, you guessed it right, Collins really Born for money, it's rare for your newspaper to write such a good sentence."

I saw the two black-clothed men who were close behind him leaned down, respectfully bypassed a road, and put their left hands on their right shoulders, forming a very respectful gesture.

As soon as the woman wore a white gauze and fell to the ground, someone next to her held a black umbrella for her. She didn't tie up her hair, but let her long hair hang down. That beautiful face like an angel had a murderous cold light.

She walked towards herself slowly, her high heels slapped on the ground like the horns of hell, her red lips were raised, and those eyes like Lake Baikal looked at her coldly.

He laughed suddenly, the laughter was so provocative, like a goblin hiding in the night, but it was completely different from the usual Collins.

The man was stunned, she was still so sweet and delicate a few days ago, she responded gently to every sharp question, and even listened to the reporter's taunts with a smile, but in a blink of an eye, why did she change her mind? Like a person?
Now she is terrifying and full of dreadful coldness, she has a smile on her face, but the smile doesn't reach her eyes, Yu Sheng is so beautiful at this time, like an angel lost in the world, but the following words, But it has to be proved that she is a demon hidden by the angel.

(End of this chapter)