Chapter 1451 We Need a Small Black House

"You..." Harvey pointed at Gloria, and originally wanted to say a few harsh words, but after seeing the contemptuous gazes from those around him, his momentum suddenly weakened, he snorted coldly, and lifted his mask Roy, with flustered eyes on both sides of his face, walked out quickly.

"Very well, you are smarter than I expected." Cyril approached Gloria and lowered his voice a little: "However, all this is in vain, you will lose everything tonight, I still like you Wearing a hood and hiding in a dark room, that's what you should be doing for the rest of your life."

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. When I decided to go out, I won't go back." Gloria smiled and said, "And I'm different from you. Everything you have comes from gifts, and What I have is obtained through my own hard work, and you cannot take it away."

"I hope you can still laugh." Cyril clenched his fists, turned and left bitterly.

Gloria breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed, only then did she realize that her palms were covered in sweat.

"This sister is both beautiful and upright. She's amazing."

"Sister, she is Dailan's boss. The clothes that the group of girls are wearing just now are the new clothes that will be launched by their family. It seems that they really have a cooperation with Dailan. No wonder they can get the new clothes.

"The boss is so young! So beautiful!"

The girls looked at Gloria with admiration and amazement, and then the topic quickly turned to how to get a set of Dailan's new products.

"It seems that the outside world's rumors about Miss Gloria are a bit biased. This kind of on-the-spot adaptability and way of dealing with people is more than a little bit better than Cyril. Among the younger generation, except for Hill, I haven't seen it yet. It can be compared with her." In the box on the second floor, an old man with gray hair said with a smile.

"Yeah, from this point of view, Hill may have an opponent, just like Jeffrey and I did back then." Ian Buffett also nodded with a smile, and looked at Gloria with admiration. , showing a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

Gloria refuted the performance of Harvey and his son and Cyril, and was appreciated by most of the guests present. After all, many people present were afraid of Harvey and Cyril's identities, even if they saw what happened just now with their own eyes. Talk too much.

Gloria turned around, looked at Mag and Barbara, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. McGonagall and Miss Barbara, for making you feel wronged."

"Sister Gloria, why are you apologizing? It's not your fault. Besides, I've already taught that guy a lesson." Barbara said with a relaxed face,

But the eyes that looked at Gloria were full of affection. After all, they only chose beautiful new clothes in her shop at noon.

What's more, what makes her admire is that she can repel those guys with words, with reason and evidence, and make everyone stand by them. Isn't this ability too powerful? !

"It's nothing to us, but it was a wonderful debate just now." Mag also looked at Gloria with a smile. Gloria had obviously mastered Roy's affairs in advance, but they and Ha The conflict between Wei and Roy's father and son was sudden. Gloria was able to refute the other party while putting Cyril into an injustice. cognition.

Watching the girl take off her veil all the way, start to live like a normal person, and then decide to step out of the boudoir and step into the mall, Mag has witnessed her growth with her own eyes.

His fast speed and strong learning ability moved him a little.

"Thank you." Gloria blushed a little, and she was happier to be praised by Mag than to refute Cyril just now.

"Go get busy first, we can do whatever we want, tonight is very important to you." Mag said with a smile.

"Okay, if you need anything, please come to me as soon as possible." Gloria nodded slightly. She does have a lot of things to do now, such as some directors who were not able to meet before, and take advantage of the opportunity of being present to fight for them , although Hill promised to stand on her side, her votes are still quite dangerous now.

"Damn it, you actually collude with Miss Gloria again!" Camilla stared at Mag with wide eyes, feeling her heart bleeding.

The guests arrived one after another. Mag heard some familiar names and met some familiar guests. After a brief exchange of greetings, he sat in the corner and sipped slowly with a glass of wine.

"A guy like that just now, just kill him. What are you going to do with so much talking?" Camilla came to sit next to Mag at some point, took a sip from her red wine glass, and looked at it with a smile. Looking at Mag, "If you can't beat it, you can ask me."

"We are civilized people. You have to learn from Gloria. If you can solve things with words, don't beat people to death." Mag said calmly, following the smiling man who walked gracefully through the crowd. Gloria who was talking to someone, "What a nice girl."

"Ahh! You are not allowed to look at her!" Camilla stood up abruptly and stood in front of Mag.

"Countess Bathory, there are many people watching here." Mag smiled and looked up at Camilla. He knew that she liked Gloria, just to tease her.

Camilla also realized that her behavior of blocking Mag's line of sight was a bit naive, and if it fell into the eyes of others, it might even arouse some bad guesses, so she quickly sat back in her seat, gritted her teeth and whispered: "You Don't push me."

"I'm a man with two photo stones." Mag said calmly.

"You..." Camilla's face turned red all of a sudden, and she looked at Mag with shame and anger. How could she have provoked such a pervert who always carries a picture stone!

The handle was in Mag's hands, and Camilla chose to be autistic, silent and silent.

"Speaking of which, I do have someone to kill tonight, are you interested in acting together?" Mag turned his body sideways to Camilla, raised his wine glass as a cover, and whispered.

"Kill who?" Camilla suddenly became interested.

"Caster, an intelligence agent, his people have been wandering around the restaurant recently, and they should be here for Connie." Mag pointed to the right direction with a glass, a woman in a tight purple middle Uncle Nian.

"There is no challenging goal." Camilla just glanced at the man, and then looked back a little bored.

"Before I kill him, I need to get some useful news from him, so we need to find a small dark room."

"Little black room!" Camilla's eyes lit up immediately, and she showed a little eager expression again, "I'm good at this."