Zhou Zhou shook his head in a funny way, wondering if he was neurotic and imagining that everyone was following him. He drove a little further, parked the car on the side of the road, and went into 7-11 to buy a bottle of Pocari. He deliberately opened the door and leaned against it, looking up to drink water. He saw that the blue Honda was also parked. When he arrived at the newsstand about five or six meters away from him, the car owner was pretending to buy a newspaper.
Callum Zhou sneered, walked over, and knocked on the other party's car window.
The other party showed a slightly surprised expression: "What's the matter, sir?"
"Can I borrow a fire?" Callum Zhou asked politely.
"Ah, no problem." The other party handed over the lighter in his pocket.
"Well, if I were you, I would put a bug or something in this lighter, and then just say, 'Dean, this lighter is for you.' It would save you chasing me all over the street, how tiring it would be." "Callum Zhou took out a cigarette case from his pocket. He didn't smoke much before, but unfortunately Dean Yang did, so Callum Zhou unfortunately became addicted to smoking.
The other party raised the corner of his mouth with an embarrassed look: "Sir, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand." Callum Zhou returned the lighter to the other party, "Tell your boss that I'm just going to W Hotel to discuss business. He doesn't need to go to the trouble of following me."
After saying that, Callum Zhou returned to his car gracefully. After clarifying the words, I felt inexplicably refreshed.
But when he drove to the next intersection, a Mercedes-Benz arrogantly ignored traffic rules and crossed in front of Callum Zhou.
Callum Zhou was startled when he saw that Anson was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz!
Surrounded by the sound of horns, Anson lazily opened the door and apologized to the drivers who were stuck because of him. He looked so sincere and sincere.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My car came here without knowing what happened!"
He walked directly to Callum Zhou's car, opened his door and got in.
"Dean, can you give me a ride?"
Zhou Zhao stared at him and grinned, "Okay, I wonder where Mr. Greyson Anson is going?"
"W Hotel." Anson's voice was very long.
Zhou Zhou instantly understood that the guys following him should all be Anson's people. Callum Zhou's expression quickly turned cold. He stepped on the accelerator, slammed Ansen's Mercedes-Benz away, and drove out.
Ansen didn't seem to take it seriously. His car was naturally fully insured. Now that Callum Zhou was cheating on him, he had an excuse to replace it.
"Don't you want to ask me why I sent people to follow you?" Ansen held his head and looked at Zhou Zhou sideways.
"My father told me not to have anything to do with the Greyson Anson family except jewelry."
"Oh..." Anson looked a little disappointed, "But if you decide to cooperate with William Goodwin, you will definitely attract my attention."
"Mr. Greyson Anson, do you need me to show you the contract to see if the content of my cooperation with William Goodwin will damage the interests of the Greyson Anson family?" Callum Zhou suppressed his emotions and his voice became softer. Not as hastily as before, "I'm sorry, Mr. Greyson Anson... I shouldn't have been so rude to you. My father told me that you have always respected our Yang family very much and never only bought from our Yang family." Jewelry Diamonds. I sincerely hope that we can continue to have such a happy relationship with each other."
"Uh-huh, don't worry. It's understandable that you were angry with me just now. I won't take it to heart. In fact, I quite like the way you lose your temper. It's very similar to someone I know."
An Sen's words made Zhou Zhou feel cold.
He once had minor surgery on his vocal cords to make his voice sound closer to Dean's. In addition, he had experienced an explosion. If someone asked why his voice was different from before, Callum Zhou's answer was that his throat was damaged and his voice changed after recovery. This year, he tried his best to imitate Dean's speaking tone. Even Yang Jin said he learned a lot from it.
"Oh, who is that?" Zhou Zhou asked calmly.
"If you don't know him, it's useless to tell you." Anson smiled playfully.
Callum Zhou suddenly wondered if Ansen smiled like this when he learned of his death, with such an indifferent expression.
The journey was quiet, and Callum Zhou's thoughts gradually settled down.
"Dean, I'm curious, how did you realize that someone was following you?" Anson asked in a gentle tone. But Zhou Zhou knew that if he gave a bad answer, he would arouse Anson's suspicion.
"Of course I have to thank that explosion." Callum Zhou smiled helplessly. "It reminded my father of a very important point, that is, our customers are not ordinary businessmen. If you are not careful, you will get angry. There is a saying in China. It’s called ‘how can one walk by the river without getting his shoes wet’. We Yang’s people have no intention of swimming in muddy water, but we must have ways to protect ourselves.”
"Who did you learn this from?" Ansen changed his posture. He seemed to be becoming more and more interested in Zhou Zhou.
"I've heard about Mr. Greyson Anson's power, but you will find the answer even if I don't tell you." Callum Zhou looked at Anson with a smirk and asked him to check it out. Anyway, Leslie Ives will definitely make everything up in advance. .
"You don't seem to be afraid of me at all. Even your father Yang Jin keeps away from me."
"You want to say that I am naive. I am ignorant because of my naivety, and fearless because of my ignorance." Zhou Zhou glanced at Anson, "Okay, Mr. Greyson Anson, how can you believe that I am really the same as William Goodwin?" What about serious business?"
At this time, the car had stopped at the entrance of W Hotel.
"It's easy." Ansen stretched out his hand and pressed the back of Zhou Chi's head towards him.
The lips were suddenly sucked into the mouth, and the tip of the tongue opened Callum Zhou's lips with a strong hint. He sucked wildly, and his heart was lifted high in an instant, making Callum Zhou's whole body stagnate.
The impact of this moment was even worse than the explosions Zhou Zhou had experienced before.
The K!ss lasted less than two seconds and ended. Anson watched Callum Zhou's reaction with satisfaction.
"I believe that you and William Goodwin just have ordinary business dealings, and there is no underground transaction. You are too straight, and you don't know the roundabout way at all, so you can't do that kind of business. But I am looking forward to it, William Goodwin." Devin knew what your reaction was after you personally sent me to W Hotel and even K!ssed me."
Anson left the car in a very gentlemanly manner, and when he closed the door, Callum Zhou saw the evil smile on his lips.
This guy's purpose is too obvious, which is to make William wary of Yang.
"How can you be so sure that those who are following you are sent by me?"
This simple sentence shocked Callum Zhou's nerves.
Callum Zhou has lived to be almost thirty years old and has never been K!ssed by a man. There was still Anson's breath on the tip of his tongue, and the illusion of being suppressed and occupied made every cell in Callum Zhou tremble.
He lowered his head and handed the car keys to the parking doorman, then walked into the elevator with a cold face.
"Oh Sh!t."
The elevator door opened and Callum Zhou walked into the conference room. Lawyers from the two companies were already there. William looked at him with a smile.
"What's wrong, Dean, you look really bad." William stood up and walked over, with concern in his eyes, "What happened?"
"It's okay." Callum Zhou walked into the bathroom and locked William out. He bet that William already knew what happened in front of the W Hotel.
Lowering his head and rinsing his mouth constantly, Callum Zhou almost washed his mouth to pieces before he came out.
"Dean, are you okay?" William seemed to have been standing at the door of the bathroom waiting for him.
"I'm fine." Callum Zhou knew that he had to look disgusted but unable to speak in front of William. If William misunderstands that he actually has a very good relationship with Greyson Anson because of his too calm appearance, there will be no chance of success in the future.
"It's okay, Dean. I know what happened." William's voice softened. They were in the corner of the conference hall, and unless others came over, they couldn't see what they were doing.
"What...I'm just a little uncomfortable..." Callum Zhou smiled slightly and tried to maintain his demeanor.
William suddenly held his shoulders and pushed him against the wall.
"Dean, you do feel uncomfortable because of Greyson Anson, right?" William's expression looked extremely patient.
Callum Zhou was confused for the first time. He suddenly didn't understand the purpose of Anson's words, "How can you be so sure that those who are following you are sent by me?" Is it to remind Zhou Zhou to be careful, or to create a gap between himself and William. Because Anson was right, those people might indeed have been sent by William.
"I'm fine. The contract between us will definitely go ahead." Callum Zhou smiled very confidently, "William, it would be a shame if I was unhappy because of Greyson Anson. Doesn't that guy just want me? not happy?"
William slowly let go of his hand and returned his freedom to Callum Zhou.
"You're much calmer than I thought."
The two returned to the negotiating table. There was no big difference between the two parties on the contents of each other's contract, and the contract had been handed over to Yang Jin for personal review. Mr. Yang thought it was okay, so Callum Zhou was naturally not afraid to sign.
After signing the contract, William invited Callum Zhou to have dinner at the hotel. They had just established a cooperative relationship, and of course Callum Zhou couldn't refuse such an invitation.
This dinner was held on the highest floor of the W Hotel, which still had full floor-to-ceiling glass, offering a panoramic view of the New York Harbor.
Callum Zhou naturally remembers that it was here that Anson killed Massive's former CEO Charles with a borrowed knife. William brought him here today, which is a bit ironic no matter how you think about it.
The dinner dishes are simple, but very exquisite. There is a sharp contrast between William's simplicity and Anson's luxury. But Callum Zhou knew that none of them were good birds.
William is a very humorous person. The most important thing is that he did not mention a word about business at the dinner table. It is precisely because of this that Callum Zhou does not need to be wary.
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