Chapter 44 Characters

Ye Hetu fled and was not the opponent of this goblin at all.

Looking at Ye Hetu running out of the door of the stall before he had time to eat, the woman who had fully dressed smiled proudly.

"Sister Wanyue." The waiter's little sister lowered her head and shouted, and her little face turned red. At this moment, she was guessing what a shocking event had happened in the room. At the same time, she was secretly wondering why the man who had just walked out left here in less than a minute.

"What to do, what to do, today's thing," Wang Wanyue took a look at the waiter's little sister, and her tone was very obvious.

"I didn't see anything." The waiter's little sister quickly replied that this job was not easy to get, and she didn't want to lose it like this.

"I don't dare you." She glanced at the little sister with a smile. Wang Wanyue's face rippled with a touch of spring. Suddenly, she felt that the little man she met today had a unique charm, especially his first foot, which was very domineering. Thinking of this, she smiled more strongly and said casually, "Make me a cup of tea to my office. Remember It's jasmine tea.

"Okay." The waiter's little sister immediately ran to make tea. Wang Wanyue hummed a little song and trotted back to the office. What was striking was that the 20-square-meter office was decorated with an antique, a dark and fragrant wooden table and a modern ink landscape painting, which was fine but lacking a charm, indicating that the level of the painter was not too high and more dazzling. There is also a rare phone on the desk. The phone has not been popularized yet. Only the top circle will have such rare things. What is the identity of this woman?

She dialed a phone call casually. Wang Wanyue's tone was not very kind, which was completely different from the tone she had just talked to the group of hooligans. The woman's changeableness made it difficult for people who knew her well. However, due to her identity, no one dared to jump out and point to her nose and scold, so she could only swallow her anger.

"Help me investigate a person. He should be a gangster. His name is Brother Cat. After he found it, he threw it directly in and dared to insult my aunt. I think he is impatient to live." Wang Wanyue said with hatred. If it hadn't been for the boy's action, no, he would have been stripped off by the group of hooligans like cabbage.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Wanyue dialed another phone number and said with a smile, "Guess who I met today?"

"Dead fox, where are you going to seduce men?"

"Bah, you are the fox spirit. Sister, I'm pure and clean."

"The appearance of your young woman is still pure, and no one will believe it wherever you go."

"So that's it. That little brother must think of me as a young woman."

Wang Wanyue suddenly realized that no wonder she ran away at once. It turned out that she didn't want to cuckle others.

He smiled and said, "Sister, I can do it right and walk straight. What else can I do if I am born beautiful?"

There was another voice from the other end of the phone: "Tut, little brother, can't you be more serious?"

"I'm pretending to be unscrupulous!"

"Little brother, it makes me sick. Tell me what's going on."

"I won't tell you."

"Come on, the man you like doesn't have a good end."

"You are envious."

"Actually, I'm still jealous."

"I won't talk to you. Sister, I still have to do business. Come and play when you have time."

"Business? Why is there a strange woman like you in a family that wants money, money, power and power? Come back. I'll introduce you to a good man and get married after having a baby.

"No."

"Why?"

"Only for the body of the slave family, I can only get married and have a baby."

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"Du-Du-"

Wang Wanyue, who hung up the phone, laughed wildly. She covered her stomach and laughed so much that tears were about to fall down. After laughing, she took out a piece of paper and carefully outlined the general outline of a person. One stroke, an image appeared on the paper. It was Ye Hetu who fled. Wang Wanyue thought of the cute appearance of Ye Hetu in the private room. He couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that this little brother who can slap Zhao Qijun is an imaginary image. I like it."

At this time, the person concerned was wandering on the street hungry and scolded that he was a virgin. Was it worth laughing? He looked for another French restaurant with a relatively small facade. When he walked to the door, he suddenly noticed something wrong. A seemingly faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and pushed the door in.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" Before the stool was hot, a French woman came to ask her, with a polite smile on her face and speaking authentic Chinese.

Ye Hetu was not in a good mood. He was not in the mood to read the menu and replied without raising his head, "I want to pound the yellow dragon and pick beans with the immortals."

"Ah, sir, we don't have the dishes you ordered here." The waitress covered her mouth and exclaimed. She has been in China for several years. She knows all these words. Ye Hetu has changed from a polite guest to a indewd scoundrel in her eyes.

"Oh, give me a two-pound lobster and a three-pound steak." Ye Hetu, who came to his senses, told the waitress carelessly.

"Please wait a moment." Unexpectedly, the waitress answered and then walked away with the menu.

"This strange man didn't come to eat. I have to go to the manager to deal with it." The enthusiastic and generous waitress did not forget to maintain a polite and beautiful smile on her face, but she said so in her heart. She strode to the manager's office and told him that there was a psychopath here. Usually, any trouble would be handled well as long as it was thrown to the manager.

"This guest, it's a little wrong for you to do this. Think about it, where is the two-pound lobster? There is also a three-pound steak. Are you sure you can eat it? A French man who was eating next to him saw the situation here and came to Ye Hetu and asked. France is indeed a country with very high cultural cultivation, because every Frenchman knows how to use his own conditions so that others will not be bored.

When the French live in harmony with each other, some harmonious products will naturally be born, such as "French wet kiss". Only this harmonious and loving country will develop such an interesting way to get to know each other better.

"What's the matter to you?" Ye Hetu waited patiently for the French man to finish speaking. He asked coldly, and his eyes were too lazy to look at each other.

After being asked back by Ye Hetu, the French man paused indirectly, smiled, and later his face floated again. This is a handsome French man, with tan curly hair, concave and convex mature face, and his beard was shaved clean. He was a sunny French handsome man. .

"I think this gentleman, we can go out and talk about it." The French man looked at this lazy Chinese man with his legs crossed. He was more angry than others. Why can't he see any gentlemanly demeanor from him?

"Why do you want to go out to talk? Give me an explanation." Ye Hetu lit a cigarette, swallowed two mouthfuls of smoke, and said casually, although there was a sign next to him that smoking was forbidden indoors.

The beautiful waitress led the manager over. The manager was also a Frenchman, with a thick beard and a slightly bloated body. She walked and twisted. Looking at Ye Hetu sitting on the sofa, the manager quickly calculated the response strategy in his mind, and when his eyes turned to the French man standing beside Ye Hetu. My brain is short-circuited.

"Young master, young master, why are you here?" The manager quickly stamered and said that he spoke French. Obviously, the young master's identity was very special, so that the French manager did not forget this small detail.

"You don't have to worry about the things here. You can greet other guests." The French man told the manager that in the surprised eyes of the waitress, the manager had to go back and called the waitress aside and told her not to disturb her casually. Although she didn't know the identity of the young master in the manager's mouth, she did not dare to continue to find someone to drive away the annoying Chinese man.

"Arick." The French man sat down and introduced himself to Ye Hetu.

Ye Hetu nodded, and everything was calm.

"You don't have to explain it to me. I just want to know which family you are." With a calm face, Ye Hetu asked the French man named Eric.

Eric's face darkened. This Chinese can actually understand French. Damn it, did he deliberately come to trouble him? I have done a good job of confidentiality when I came to China this time. How can I leak my identity?

"Haha, don't be nervous. I don't mean anything else." Ye Hetu saw Eric's face change and comforted him with a smile. The person who could go to the Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors should be the young master of a big family in France, but he was too bold.

"Oh, right? I can't see that you can understand French. What a surprise!" Eric, who returned to normal, pretended to be relaxed. He temporarily chose the simple possibility of Ye Hetu's identity. As long as Ye Hetu left, he immediately sent someone to find all the information about Ye Hetu.

"If you send someone to check my information, you will be even more surprised." Ye Hetu echoed with a simple smile.

"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about." Eric didn't laugh. He had heard a hint of threat from the Chinese man's words.

"I'm hungry today." Ye Hetu extinguished the cigarette butts and said to himself.

Eric immediately called the waitress and ordered the food to be served.

Ye Hetu stared at Eric with a smile, and the boy came to the way.

"France, well, I don't know many people. The old man of the Van Cleef & Arpels family has a little friendship with me." Ye Hetu casually said that he really didn't know many people in France, and the old man from Van Cleef & Arpels said a few words to him.

"Which old man?" Eric was a little surprised. Coincidentally, he was a member of the Van Cleef & Arpels family in Ye Hetu's mouth, because his family is well-known in the industry and outside the industry. Most people still know the existence of this family. They don't know who the old man with a little friendship in the Chinese man is in the family. Eric dares not completely Believe in Ye Hetu's words.

"It seems to be called Chades Busson." Ye Hetu has confirmed the identity of the French man and said with a smile.

Chades Busson, perhaps many members of the Van Cleef & Arpels family don't know whose name is, because they are not qualified to know, but Eric knows that this person has lived in seclusion in the family for nearly 30 years and has refused to appear in public for some reason. Some older members of the family occasionally It reveals some legendary stories about this person when he was young, but he didn't mention what happened 30 years ago.

This person is Eric's own grandfather.

(The characters surfaced one after another, and it was lively.)