The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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However, forget about the dream of sailing around the world on a yacht. This blond man who came from Givenchy's headquarters in France was once arrogant and domineering, but now his back is soaked with cold sweat. At the same time, my friends who work with me will never touch any Givenchy products again." Qiu Haijin bent over and did not move.
Even if the yacht really belongs to her.
However, forget about the dream of sailing around the world on a yacht.
She really can't afford...
And Isaac next to Miller.
This blond man who came from Givenchy's headquarters in France was once arrogant and domineering, but now his back is soaked with cold sweat.
He could not feel the spring breeze in Duan Xishen's smile, nor could he feel the bright joy in Ming Siyi's smile.
He took a deep breath.
"Mr. Duan, there may be some misunderstanding between us. Of the ten design drawings you liked earlier, two of them originally belonged to Mr. Miller. You don't need them now, so I thought it would be better to return them to Mr. Miller."
Duan Xishen's voice was flat, without any ups and downs.
“Mr. Miller likes to use what I pick out, and that’s fine with me.
Gu Weimian frowned slightly when he heard this.
Duan Xishen said this, although it slapped Miller and Isaac in the face.
However, it also made Qiu Haijin and the sales manager embarrassed.
She glanced at Qiu Haijin and the other man.
Qiu Haijin's face showed bitterness.
"We can completely understand why Mr. Duan is so angry. This blunder was indeed a problem on our side."
He still couldn't see how important Gu Weiman was to Duan Xishen, so his more than ten years in the workplace were truly wasted.
Qiu Haijin bowed slightly,
"I'm sorry, please accept our apology."
Gu Weimian glanced at Qiu Haijin and sighed silently.
Without waiting for her to speak, Duan Xishen beside her started to speak.
"But you also said before that you hope Weiwei won't use your products."
He remained motionless.
"I will do as you wish. I promise that I will never use any Givenchy products again in my life. At the same time, my friends who work with me will never touch any Givenchy products again."
Qiu Haijin bent over and did not move.
His hands tightened on his knees.
Beside him, the blond man Isaac's reaction was much greater than his.
The blond's eyes widened slightly, his lips trembling slightly.
Pale face.
If he hadn't taken Duan Xishen seriously before, now he only felt that he might be facing a catastrophic disaster.
The man who possesses the highest symbol of wealth in the wealthy circle said that he would never use Givenchy again?
Isaac's chest was beating so hard that he was about to faint.
"Mr. Duan, this is really just a misunderstanding. We gave you those ten design drawings with all our heart..."
Duan Xishen's eyes drooped faintly.
"Even if I decide, it's useless."
As he spoke, he looked deeply at Gu Weiman who was not far away.
Gu Weimian lowered his eyes,
"Let's go home."
She pushed open the car door and walked to Ning Quruo's side.
Xianning Quruo took a step forward and walked towards the yard.
Ming Siyi and Ning Quruo looked at each other and followed closely.
The black Aston Martin was ruthlessly abandoned on the side of the road.
Three people walked into the house.
Gu Weimian said coldly,
"close the door."
Naturally, a servant came over and helped close the door.
Blocked the sight of Duan Xishen and others outside.
Miller's face still had a bit of displeasure, and he glanced at Duan Xishen with a forced smile.
"It seems that Mr. Duan's tricks to cheer up his little lover aren't quite working. Do you want me to give you some advice?"
Duan Xishen heard this without even looking at Miller.