Compared with the villas in the suburbs, there are relatively more people, but no matter how many people there are, they are not much bustling on the surface. Perhaps in a city like Salt Lake Ice City, desertedness is the main theme.

In fact, many people are thinking, why so many people like this city? Because of its unique charm? It is heavy in moisture and cold. Outdoor sports are no longer anything but ice skating and skiing. It is not fun.

, it is just one of the city in Laomi.

Sport held a red wine goblet through the window and looked at the snow outside, but his mood was still not good. Even though he only gave Meghan a small portion of the money. But just on the TV station, Sport saw many hosts.

People make jokes about themselves and sarcasm. I heard a lot of people’s disdain for themselves! This face is considered to be a loss!

"Bitch, stinky bitch!" The fingers holding the high-legged red wine glass turned white as the force was exerted. Sport said to himself with a hideous face: "Give me my money to raise a young man. I'll let me lose it.

With such a big face! You can't just forget about this account!"

Thinking of this, Sport's ugly face showed a hint of cold light, "When this time passes, I must take some time to kill this bitch. By the way, there is also that damn adulterer! Damn, dare

Cuckold me. It’s so lifeless! Yes, kill this adulterer first!”

In court, Sport did not dare to reveal his adulterer's story. First of all, he was his own face. He was the president of Boeing. He was so wise and powerful. He was cuckolded by his wife. He didn't need it if he was told.

If you are a human being, you will die when you hit the wall! Secondly, Sport has no evidence!

As the saying goes, "Catch the thief and take the dirty, catch the evildoer in the bed." If there is no evidence of a certainty, everything will be useless. It is too difficult to condemn Megan! Although Sport also understands that if he wants to take Mei

If you are intimidated by others and rape, you may not have to compensate Megan for any compensation!

But this little money is obviously not as important as your own face!

What do people rely on when they are in the world? What do they do for? Are they all face? Money is just a tool to earn face!

"I hope you two live a hundred years old, so don't die of fatigue in the bed. Otherwise, who will I seek to avenge my revenge?" said cursing like this, but Sport felt a little uncomfortable! Thinking of his former woman,

The red, naked, and the body was entangled with people, and the bed kept rolling, feeling uncomfortable like swallowing a fly.

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, anger! In addition, there seems to be a little bit of sourness. Sport is a man, and since he is a man, he has a possessive heart! As long as Megan doesn't die for a day, Sport always feels like he

If this woman sleeps, it will be fine, but if she returns to another man, she will feel a little unhappy! Even if this woman has nothing to do with her now, she even has hatred!

Human nature is so complicated!

After breakfast and put on work clothes, Sport turned around and went out with his file bag. Because of the prosecution, he had not been to the company for a long time. Chris Reed reported his work on time every day, but he could not believe in it.

Reese Reid Sport knew very early that the only person in this world can believe in himself!

All wives and brothers are just using tools! Sport is good at using favors to promote transactions, and Yoon is just one of them. A very small favor is exchanged for Yoon's loyalty, and in the end it is only exchanged for Sport.

Just gaining benefits, but I got nothing!

Sport never felt that nothing was wrong. In the era of commercialization, feelings were really insignificant, and it was only at the cost of using it.

When he drove to the company building, the security guard was surprised when he saw Sport, his eyes were a little surprised, and there was a hint of disdain behind the surprise.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you park the car for me?" Sport looked stern, a little unhappy. He walked towards the inside of the building with a briefcase.

Along the way, I met many children in the company, front desk ladies, data staff, and technicians. When I saw Sport's first reaction was not to avoid or show, but to a look of surprise, followed by a feeling of contempt.

Potter is like a nasty beggar!

"Hmph!" With a cold snorting, Sport quickly entered the elevator. However, the elevator that was originally talking and laughing suddenly became quiet. Through the reflection of the inner mirror of the elevator, Sport saw many people's disdain."

Damn! This damn woman! These stupid pigs were deceived by the cheap tears of bitch! Hum!"

Just as he was waiting for everyone to get off the elevator, Sport sat alone in the elevator and entered the top floor, pushed the door and entered the office. Before he could take a breath, he threw his briefcase aside and was angry: "This bastard, bastard! He was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he threw his briefcase aside.

I'm so angry!" The neat office was only a few minutes, just like a thief washed it, messy!

A small piece of curtains in the general manager's office was pulled down. Listening to the sound of smashing and smashing from the office opposite, Chris Reed showed a proud smile. He immediately pulled the curtains up, and Chris Reed sat leisurely with a look of ease.

On the sofa chair, closed the file folder in front of him and began to ponder.

"What big of a big deal happened to that bastard Spot. Since he still has the face to come to the company? Well, I believe he can see it from everyone's eyes. Well, this is good for me. Maybe I can take advantage of it.

This opportunity to restrain one's own power. Perhaps the position of Boeing's president will be mine at that time!" Thinking of a bright future, Chris Reed Road showed a satisfied smile.

However, Chris Reid's brow frowned for a moment. He murmured in a low voice:

"No! If I become the president of Boeing, I have to make the most plans for the company's future. But now I have cooperated with the Royal British family. According to the contract, every research and design by Boeing in the past three years

All of them are theirs. This..."

Christ was suddenly embarrassed. He thought that he would become the president of Boeing in the future. On the one hand, he had to consider the future and interests of the company, and on the other hand, he could not violate the contract with Great Britain! He became entangled.

"Forget it, let's wait until Sport gets completely dismounted. The water will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. There will definitely be a solution! Besides, haven't you already got 30 billion? Well, just do it!"

Thinking of this, Chris Reed felt relieved, and immediately looked at the information seriously. Two days ago, he had just passed some drawings and various parameters of the new MT3 fighter. He just took someone else's money, and Chris Reed was really embarrassed to be lazy.

Because he also reached the edge of the cliff. The British Royal Family betrayed himself if he was unhappy, and Chris Reed was accused of colluding with the enemy and treason!

The outcome is much worse than Sport! You can't take this risk!

The sound of hard leather shoes stepping on the wooden floors came into Chris Reed's ears, and Chris Reed frowned. "The floor of the executive's office must be kept quiet. Who dares to be so big?

The courage to walk on it in leather shoes? This man is too presumptuous!"

Thinking of this in his heart, Chris Reed was planning to go out and teach this bastard who didn't know how to be tall and strong. However, at the moment of opening the door, Chris Reed only saw a tall and powerful man pushing away the office of President Sport.

He also brought two followers. What really shocked Chris was not the person, but the guns carried by the two bodyguards!

Entering the Boeing building with a gun! The guard did not report, no notification! What is this person's identity? "Robbery?" The idea was quickly kicked out of his mind by Chris Reed. The Boeing building is comparable to the state agency building, security guard, and bodyguard

Anti-theft and explosion-proof equipment is the world's top, how could someone break in?

"What? Do I want me to go home and rest?" Sport looked shocked.

Raymond sat leisurely on the sofa, his fingers pounding the coffee table rhythmically, and asked, "What? Are you not embarrassed enough? Boeing, the country has requisitioned, you can go home and rest! It's not here either.
Chapter completed!