Chapter 99: Going Together, Focus Acquired!

"Don't talk nonsense, boy!" The panic in the eyes of the noodle boy betrayed him.

Yang Cheng ignored the threat of the paper tiger, but smiled kindly at the beautiful woman next to him, "First of all, this buddy who owns two listed companies drives a leased Porsche."

Pointing to the Porsche car key placed in an obvious place.

The beauty was not angry, but cooperated with interest, "How do you know?"

Yang Cheng shrugged, "It's very simple. The car key is labeled on the side facing the table. If I'm not mistaken, it should be the number plate of the car rental company."

The beauty listened, and without giving the boy a chance to react, he picked up the car key and turned it over. Sure enough, there was a number sticker on it, "That was with me when I bought the car, I'm too lazy to tear it off." The boy was still pretending to be calm , found a fairly good reason to quibble.

Yang Cheng didn't take it seriously, and continued to unmask the liar, "Okay, then can you tell me why you don't take off the labels on your clothes? Oh, don't tell me that you just bought them and didn't bother to take them off. This reason has expired. .”

"I'm really too lazy to pick it up. I just put on the new clothes I bought in the afternoon and leave." The little boy didn't give up, but it was a bit hard to hold on.

"Hehe, that's right. I'll go back to return the product tomorrow after I've had sex with the girls at night. If you remove the label, you can't return it." Yang Cheng seemed to be talking to himself, and suddenly exposed the poor boy's tricks.

Don't ask Yang Cheng how he found out the true face of Xiaobailian, will he tell you that he did this in his previous life? These small tricks were left over from Yang Cheng's play, and the two of them should be colleagues in essence.

The beauty stretched out her hand, and pulled out the label from the back of Xiaobailian's neck. Yang Cheng's eyes were sharp, and when she saw the price on the label, she sneered and joked, "Hey, $999 is quite cheap, and you're not afraid of smashing your hands?"

"You can go." The beauty said coldly. Although she came up to find a one-night stand, she paid more attention to whether her face was good enough and whether the man's things could satisfy her than money and other external things. I don't want to be played like a monkey.

"Thank you, you look familiar, maybe Asians are almost the same, can you have a drink?" Ignoring the little white face's eyes that are about to kill people, the beauty Shi Shiran raised the glass to Yang Cheng, and licked it with the tip of her tongue Lick your lower lip.

There was still a little white rabbit waiting to be fed in Yang Cheng's bedroom. How could he get on another woman's boat, snapped his fingers smartly, and said to the waiter, "This lady's consumption will be charged to me tonight."

"There's no reason to ask a lady to treat you. I have other things to do. If we are destined, we will meet again. Have fun."

After speaking, he leaned over, kissed the beauty's red lips superficially, beckoned, turned and left the administrative bar.

After returning to the room, Susu was holding a bunch of snacks, eating potato chips in a 'pompous and pompous' way, laughing straight at the American drama that was playing on TV.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he tilted his body and said joyfully in the direction of the corridor, "Are you back?"

"Well, are you bored? Why don't you call me?" Yang Cheng took off her shirt, sat down next to Susu with her shirtless arms, and hugged her petite body in her arms.

"I'm afraid you're busy." Susu said coquettishly in Yang Cheng's arms.

Yang Cheng felt more and more that this girl was extremely cute, and that dazed look was simply a gift from heaven to her.

Heat from friction is a very simple physics knowledge. As for the principle, Yang Cheng is not very clear, but he knows that the two young bodies of a man and a woman rub together to produce not only heat, but also hormones.

The family comedy is still playing on TV, but the cry of petrels can be heard in the bedroom

. . . (I don’t know how many words are omitted here). . .

Early the next morning, when Susu was still sleeping soundly in bed, Yang Cheng received James Deserts in the living room in her nightgown, and asked with a yawn, "Have you figured it out?"

"I am old,

10 years ago, I would never let you succeed easily. "James has a look of unwillingness on his face, more of a longing for the unborn child.

Yang Cheng didn't bother to argue with each other, "Before signing the contract, I need to make sure whether the film copyright of the novel Fifty Shades of Gray is under the name of Focus Pictures?"

James showed a suddenly realized expression, "So you value this novel?"

Yang Cheng shrugged and did not deny it, "Hasn't Universal taken away part of the copyright?"

"No, the copyright belongs exclusively to Focus Pictures, but the company owns Universal's shares." James shook his head in dispelling his doubts.

"That's my business. After signing this contract, I will arrange for the CEO of the company to discuss with you the specific terms of the transaction." Yang Cheng handed over the intention contract that he had prepared before. This contract was only used to prevent James from breaking the contract. Yes, it is not a share transaction contract.

James took it and saw the liquidated damages of 1 and then 8 0s. He was suddenly depressed. He puffed up his cheeks and picked up a pen and signed his name heavily.

"It's important to be defensive. When you sign a formal transfer contract, it will automatically expire now. We're happy to cooperate." Yang Cheng smiled nonchalantly, and reached out her hand shamelessly.

James Deserts pretended not to see it on purpose, and stood up with effort on his legs, without saying a word.

Yang Cheng didn't feel embarrassed at all, she smiled and asked Hansen to put away the contract, and sent James out as a gift.

"Hansen, get ready to go to the airport and go back to New York."

"Yes, boss."

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On August 12, two days after Yang Cheng returned to New York, Allen was welcomed in his top office.

"Hey, buddy, isn't your little assistant good?"

Yang Cheng had just finished processing the documents, and when she opened the door, she found a fat man sitting on Susu's desk and fuming.

Seeing that Yang Cheng came out and didn't shy away from Susu's presence at all, he praised Yang Cheng obscenely.

"Get out, she's mine." Yang Cheng stepped up and directly declared Susu's sovereignty.

Smiling at the little beauty, he dragged the fat man by the collar to the office.

"Fuck, you have no conscience, you don't know how to send me such a good girl?" Allen's mouth seemed to be stimulant, and he couldn't stop his gleeful eyes.

"Shut up, my woman, why are you so excited?" Yang Cheng angrily pushed the fat man onto the sofa.

"Plop..." sounded like a land mine had been stepped on.

"Bastard, lighten up, wait, are you serious? Brother come on, you can't give up the whole forest for a small tree." Hansen danced with his hands and feet and yelled.

"Don't be so long-winded, I didn't ask you to come to discuss women's affairs." Before Yang Cheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by the fat man before he could change his anger.

"What's that? The last profit has been sent to your company, haven't you received it?"

Yang Cheng finally couldn't hold back his anger, and a tiger pounced on the fat man, pinching Alan's pig's neck with both hands, "fuck, can't you wait until I finish talking?"

"OK, OK, you say." Allen patted the sofa and begged for mercy.

"Do you still remember Louis Lehman?" Yang Cheng let go of Alan and asked out of breath.

Allen lay on the sofa, squinted at Yang Cheng and nodded, "Of course, I made you miserable."

"He still owes me 100 million U.S. dollars." Yang Cheng ignored the guy who owed him, and had to make up that sentence, which pot should not be opened and which pot should be lifted.

"That's the one he lost to you during the World Cup?"

"That's right, I want to get the money back now." Yang Cheng stood up and went to the freezer to get a bottle of iced Coke and threw it to Alan, and took a few sips of the bottle of water himself.

"OK, what do you need me to do?" Allen was never ambiguous about business matters, especially about Yang Cheng's affairs.

"Pretend to be the big boss of the United States, and go to buy the shares of 3G Capital from Paul Lehman's second daughter." Yang Cheng looked to the south and said his plan meaningfully.

"What? WTF! Want me to go to Brazil?"