1085 Chapter 1085: Not Drinking Tea

As the center of the vortex, Aslan, although he had already guessed Wade's plan, did not realize the huge benefits of the vortex, which made Chester's bosses start to pay attention to him.

Just because he was preparing for the dinner on Saturday night, which was supposed to be held last month, but he missed it due to injury and hospitalization.

In fact, Aslan was most comfortable when he was in the hospital. He didn't have to attend various banquets and salons. In the dead of night, he could study the man-making plan with his beloved wives. Life was so wonderful.

Now that he was discharged from the hospital, he naturally had to prepare the banquet. In fact, on Monday, he sent out invitations in advance so that the guests could prepare.

Just then, he heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Aslan put down the information that Master had bought from an intelligence dealer, and said.

It was some information about the elves, which surprised Aslan. In the middle countries, the status and status of the elves are very high. They also have their own country, but they are very mysterious and rarely appear on a large scale. They walk in the countries It's just that their spokespersons are not many in number, but every one of them who appears is at least a mentor-level powerhouse.

Turning the handle, the door opened, and Mister, wearing white gloves, walked in and said respectfully:

"Master, Mrs. Helen is here to visit you.

"Do you want to see her?"

Today is not class time, and isn't she mainly busy with Mengo club dance classes recently?

Master used the description of wife, not to remind Aslan that Helen is a married woman, but that the other party has outsiders.

Aslan nodded with a puzzled smile and said, "It's almost time for afternoon tea, let's make it a little earlier."

"Okay, I will invite Mrs. Helen to the living room on the second floor." Master understood the meaning of the employer without difficulty.

Aslan nodded slightly and said nothing more. With the help of his personal servant Aite, he put on his coat and went down to the second floor.

Soon, he saw Helen in the living room, who was dressed even more stunningly.

I heard that Hathaway opened a cosmetics company and started producing cosmetics for women. With her communication talent, she quickly became famous in the upper class. Hathaway also opened a store, which has become a place for many middle-class wives to go shopping. A check-in point that must be visited.

Compared to cosmetics made by magicians, no, it should be called skin care and beauty products, the price is too expensive.

The cosmetics produced by Hathaway are affordable and specially designed for women. They are very suitable for women's needs in all aspects, and the most important thing is that they can greatly improve the appearance of users.

This is the reason why Mrs. Madam fell in love with her.

Helen is wearing a dark blue dress today. The accessories are elegant, flashy and restrained. Compared with the first time, she looks more tasteful and temperamental.

Next to him was a middle-aged man in a formal dress. His appearance was unremarkable, but his eyes were restrained and energetic. He was a middle-aged man full of wisdom.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Helen, I've been thinking about when I can visit you and ask you about Latin dance steps." Aslan said proactively but politely.

Helen responded with a smile: "Unfortunately, I've been a little busy recently, and many students' classes have been postponed."

Helen then introduced the middle-aged man next to Aslan.

"This is my husband's partner, Jessia Valenzuela of Beresto Lighting."

Aslan greeted each other with a smile.

After exchanging a few words about the recent weather, Aslan, who was sitting on the single sofa, picked up the bone china teacup and said:

"Helen, you're not just here to drink tea with me this time, are you?"

He could see that Helen was embarrassed and hesitant.

Helen half-smiled and half-sighed:

"I have heard about your knowledge and your wisdom, and I believe you are a gentleman with excellent vision.

"Well, would you be interested in acquiring some shares in the Beresto Lighting Company?"

"Why? Your husband intends to sell?" Aslan asked calmly.

Helen shook her head: "It's not my house, it's Mr. Jessia next to me who wants to sell it."

Aslan was thinking about this sentence, and looked at Jesiah without leaving a trace, but did not ask immediately.

Jessia is also very calm.

After the maid came in and put away the silver three-tier tray for afternoon tea, she smiled and said, "Ma'am, why doesn't your husband buy it himself?"

Helen spread her hands and said very generously: "No money, my family did buy some, but compared to the shares of the entire Beresto Lighting Company, it's not worth mentioning."

Aslan couldn't help chuckling.

Jessia glanced at Helen unexpectedly.

From the short chat between the two parties, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is good. The two people who are not familiar with each other are relatively reserved and serious when chatting, and it is impossible to communicate easily and comfortably like this.

No wonder Parks asked Helen to accompany him. With this relationship, it will be a little easier to talk about later.

Helen used two fingers to twist a piece of honey fruit sandwich from the silver tray at the bottom, took a light bite, chewed slowly, and swallowed it.

"Today's honey fruit is very good, you guys talk, I'll go and see Avril."

Helen would not waste her favor on this kind of thing, bringing Jessell here already gave enough face.

In Helen's eyes, Amuro has already joined the Mengo Club and is the top figure in Chester. A business of 10,000 to 20,000 dong is really not worth her wasting favors.

Jessel didn't expect Helen to leave directly like this. He also planned to use Helen as a springboard to draw in the relationship between the two parties and raise the price as much as possible.

"Since the passage of the Magic Lamp Marketing Act, Beresto Lighting Company has developed rapidly, but the main magic lamp supplier of Beresto Lighting Company is Lucian..."

"Are you trying to threaten me with something?" Aslan put down his teacup and asked with great interest.

"Threat! No, no, Mr. Amuro, I was threatened to transfer all the shares to you. I have no choice."

Under Aslan's mental oppression and hypnosis, Jessal clearly stated his purpose.

"Who threatened you?"

Jessel shook his head and said, "I don't know either. The only thing that is certain is that my wife and children were kidnapped."

"interesting!"

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing involving business by using the power of a professional, and it feels fresh and strange.

But he definitely doesn't like it. If everyone likes to break the rules, where does the world come from?

He also reached out and took a sandwich with high-quality ham from the bottom of the three-tiered silver tray. He thought for a dozen seconds while eating:

"What is the valuation of the shares you have on hand? What price are you going to sell for?"

Aslan had roughly guessed the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes, and he also planned to play with him.