Entertainment: From the Octagon to the big screen

Chapter 610 - Fair Trade, No Deception
Located in the large Crown of Thorns studio in the northeastern suburbs of Santiago, the capital of Chile.

Isabella, who was wrapped tightly from head to toe, handed Chen Yu a bottle of ice-cold, freshly squeezed passion fruit juice.

Then she slightly pulled down the blue scarf that covered her rosy lips.

Then, in a move that was extremely unladylike, she stuck out her tender pink little tongue and used it like a pet dog to help dissipate heat.

Chen Yu and Del Toro simultaneously turned their heads to glance at Isabella, then quickly moved a few steps to the side.

"Don't do it, I mean no harm, I'm just afraid that your saliva will splash on my costume," Del Toro shouted.

At this time, the average outdoor temperature was approaching 30 degrees Celsius, and Isabella was only a hundred meters away from suffering from heat stroke.

Although Chen Yu and Del Toro moved to the southwest corner of the rest area, he also picked up the script on the square table and fanned Isabella.

Pickkin, who was strolling over, was ready to give the cold, freshly squeezed orange juice in his hand to Isabella, whose forehead was covered with sweat and cheeks were flushed.

Isabella stared at the bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice that was emitting a chill for five seconds with an extremely complicated look, and finally, she resolutely and melancholy whispered a refusal.

"Yesterday at noon I had diarrhea and my period. If I eat something cold, I'll probably die in a foreign land!"

Isabella pointed to her slender waist and her perky buttocks, showing a very rare self-discipline and willpower.

Pikkin smacked his lips with a bit of embarrassment. This boy was only born two months earlier than Isabella, so he wanted to have closer contact with Isabella.

To be honest, Pikkin had a good reputation in the crew. He worked diligently, was helpful, and obeyed orders. It was a pity that Isabella never treated him differently.

Chen Yu didn't want to get involved in the emotional entanglement between the little boy and the little girl, so he quietly moved for the third time, preparing to escape the scene with Del Toro and sit somewhere else.

But the moment they turned around, they were pinned to the spot by Isabella's angry gaze with puffy cheeks.

After slowly turning around the reddish-brown square table, the little girl with a sinister look and frowned lip placed her soft hands on Chen Yu's shoulders.

Then he slowly asked Del Toro, who was standing next to Chen Yu, in a low voice if he smelled anything!

To be honest, the elegant osmanthus-scented women's cologne that Isabella applied behind her ears and on her wrists suits her quite well.

At this moment, Chen Yu and Del Toro had absolutely no intention of deliberately lying to please and deceive Isabella just because they were under threat.

"I didn't expect you two had good taste and could actually distinguish the fragrances. Very good!"

This is the limited edition "Light Girl" Hermès that Isabella bought in Paris at the beginning of the year, which cost her $20,000.

But with Chen Yu and Del Toro's heartfelt recognition, Isabella felt that the card was not spent in vain. After all, no matter how perfect something is, it needs praise from someone who knows its value.

Isabella shook her wrists proudly and tossed her hair arrogantly.

Then he tilted his head cutely and urged Chen Yu, who was hugging his arms and shrinking his neck, to give Di Lieba a little surprise.

At the moment, Chen Yu was pondering Isabella's words. He inexplicably felt that there seemed to be a small problem in it.

"It should be [No matter how perfect something is, it still needs to be appreciated by a discerning person], and it feels so awkward to pair it with [compliments]. Is that what everyone in New York says?"

Chen Yu easily dodged a pair of dragon claw hands that were attacking his ears with a sliding step. Isabella waved her fist fiercely, indicating that there was no need to delve into such trivial matters!

Then he pretended to be serious and discussed with Chen Yu the issue of giving gifts to Dilraba Dilmurat.

"Well, may...your honor...beautiful and sexy Miss Isabella."

Chen Yu kept changing the way he addressed the girl as she was staring at him.

"If you have any extra limited edition Hermès [Light Girl] perfume, I'd be happy to offer you a fair price for a fair trade." Chen Yu leaned slightly to the side, humorously yet elegantly. Although he seldom went to the British Isles, he knew a lot of colonial-era rhetoric and etiquette.

Since Isabella's grandfather and father lived in an estate outside London for a long time, she often went back to visit relatives and vacation, which made Isabella very curious and surprised about Chen Yu.

She couldn't understand where Chen Yu learned such ancient and pretentious Victorian British social routines.

Of course, Isabella's curiosity and wonder would turn into her desire to explore and admiration for Chen Yu.

As mentioned before, Chen Yu does not meet any of Isabella's conditions and requirements for a boyfriend or husband.

In addition, Isabella herself is very opposed to transnational marriage, although there is no generation gap in communication methods or thinking logic between her and Chen Yu.

But Chinese culture is too profound for her to understand in depth.

"Beautiful and sexy Isabella, please be sincere. Let's assume that the purchase price was $20,000, but now you are selling it to me for $40,000?"

After hearing Isabella's so-called discount, Chen Yu almost choked on the passion fruit juice he had just sucked into his mouth. This little girl is so greedy!

Chen Yu said that his bottom line is 23,000 US dollars and no more.

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Isabella tore off the veil and glared, looking up and down at the cute boy in front of her with murderous intent.

"Don't you even count my airfare to Paris, room and salary?"

"And it's a little surprise for Dilraba Dilmurat." Seeing that Chen Yu didn't react, Isabella stomped her feet fiercely.

"I'm already violating the industry's taboo by giving you a discount, and you still want to continue the discount? Can I get a big discount just because I love Dilraba?"

If Isabella had a gun in her hand at this moment, she would definitely turn off the safety, pull the slide, and then stuff the thing directly into Chen Yu's mouth.

He fell to his knees and cried bitterly, indicating that he was willing to accept any conditions.

"There is a Chinese proverb that goes, 'Even if the deal fails, the friendship remains.' It is normal for people to have different opinions."

"When we couldn't come to an agreement, you turned the table over and started robbing people? Please be a lady and don't say I didn't take your feelings into consideration. The maximum you can get is $24,000."

Chen Yu tapped his wrist to remind Isabella that he would be in the preparation area in ten minutes.

The New York girl tilted her head and pouted her lips, then raised her slender index finger stubbornly.

"Twenty-five thousand dollars, but you should give me a little extra as a bonus."

Chen Yu and Isabella, who was trying hard to suppress her excitement, fist-bumped each other.

In fact, Texas has an old traditional farmer-style contract action:

Both parties spat on their palms and then held each other tightly. To be honest, Chen Yu had just intended to use this trick to retaliate against Isabella who was deliberately provoking him.

This limited edition Hermès perfume is only sold in Paris, and it was snapped up by ladies and young ladies in just two days after it was put on the shelves, which made Dilraba Dilmurat secretly resentful!

Isabella gave Chen Yu a secret recipe for nut cookies and fruit pies, which was the golden ratio she figured out after countless failures.

He didn't like Chen Yu's flat, thin-lipped nut cookies or fruit pies.

I hope that after Di Lieba gets the secret recipe, she won’t make it difficult for herself to try out her works all day long.

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