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The next day, early in the morning.

A convoy of five Mercedes-Benz S600s, followed by a red Ferrari, left the private estate.

Above the convoy are all private bodyguards trained by the Ferrero family since childhood, who have been loyal to the Ferrero family for generations.

Scarlett drove a red Ferrari Enzo, carrying Yeyue, Zhang Jingying, Guan Xiaotong, and Jiang Shuying to a music studio in downtown Athens.

The name of the studio [Dreamtosetsail], the transliteration is Dreamtosetsail.

"Hi, some oriental beauties, are you going to record a song?" A foreigner, with a colorful mohawk haircut and a pair of headphones around his neck, happened to come out and saw the few people in front of him. The oriental beauty's eyes lit up, and she spoke in a frivolous tone.

"Cough~cough! You are the boss here." Yeyue frowned, stepped forward to block him, her eyes were cold and fierce.

"Hey, are you from Sakura Country?"

"Look again, believe it or not, I slapped him!" Yeyue raised her right index finger, pointed at the foreigner in front of her, and roared loudly.

"Boy, this is Athens, not a place where you orientals run wild." The foreigner subconsciously glanced at Scarlett with an evil look.

Ka~cha!There was a crisp sound, which was clearly visible.

"Ah~!!!!!!!" The foreigner uttered a miserable scream. Seeing that his arm had been broken, it was 90 degrees vertical, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously took three steps back.

Husband, I'm jealous!

Husband, what a good job, what a man!

Zhang Liangying, Guan Xiaotong, and Jiang Shuying looked at each other, with the corners of their lips slightly raised, revealing a sweet smile.

tread!tread! !

At this time, four white bodyguards in black, wearing black sunglasses, walked in from the outside, bowed ninety degrees towards Scarlett, and shouted loudly: "Miss!"

"Take this man out for me and teach him a lesson." Scarlett said in Italian with a cold face, pointing at the foreigner in front of her.

"Yes, miss." Two white bodyguards in black came up behind the middle-aged foreigner, grabbed his arms and dragged them outward.

"Who are you? Let me go~ let me go..."

"BOOS, help~ help!" Soon he was dragged out and disappeared.

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tread!tread!There was a sound of high-heeled footsteps coming from far and near.

"Who are you...?"

"You are the mafia!" The female boss of the studio walked out wearing high heels, and she couldn't help being startled when she saw two white bodyguards with big arms and round waists.

"We're not a mafia, we're here to record songs." Guan Xiaotong was wearing a leather jacket, a pair of silver-white leather pants, and a dreadlocked hairstyle. She looked gloomy and looked at the female boss in front of her.

"Yes, just now your staff spoke rudely to the distinguished guests of my Ferrero family, and I taught them a lesson." Scarlett nodded, her face was indifferent, exuding an aura that was thousands of miles away.

"The Ferrero family?"

"Phew... how about this? I won't charge a penny for recording songs today." The female boss subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to worry again, for fear of offending the Ferrero family.

You know, if you care about Italy and offend the mafia, you may not survive tomorrow morning.

However, if you offend the Ferrero family, your own studio can be closed in an instant.

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"Scarlett, thank you, thank you." Yeyue turned around, looked at Scarlett with a serious face, and pondered.

"Okay, let's go in, my big singer, the future Grammy, there must be a place for you." The corners of Scarlett's lips were slightly raised, showing a cute and sweet smile, her bright eyes and white teeth seemed to melt glaciers.

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Two hours later, Yeyue walked out of the recording studio with a calm expression.

"Wait. Wait, you're that Oriental Night, this song... is amazing!"

"Are you the oriental singer who has topped the US Billboard Music Chart for two weeks in a row!" The female boss of the studio hurriedly ran out of the control room, impatiently asking.

"Yes, this is my new song, "This Love Can Be Waited"" Yeyue turned around, nodded, and admitted generously.

"Now you know why we came here so early in the morning."

"It's really inferior to people." Jiang Shuying looked gloomy and snorted coldly, as if she wanted to vent her dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, he...he's my nephew, he's been idle all day long..."

"Okay, we'll give you [-] euros for this song as a fee to burn the album (CD)." Yeyue interrupted forcefully and said in a deep voice.

"No money, I can't take money."

"Such a classic song can pass through my hands and face the world."

"My name is Athena, and I am the owner of this music studio." Athena was a little incoherent.

"I have a request, can you please take a photo with me, please." Athena clasped her hands together and bowed slightly towards Yeyue.

"Tongtong Shuying, what did she say?" Yeyue frowned slightly, because he couldn't understand which language Athena spoke.

"This...isn't English, it's...Italian" Jiang Shuying frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Husband, she said that she likes to take a photo with you." Guan Xiaotong showed off her talent as a master and began to translate.

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