Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Chapter 374

The housekeeper nodded. Looking at the woman's back, he couldn't help thinking: The young master's lovers are always changed every three months, but the mistress who dares to kill in front of the young master is the first one. It seems that the young master is very interested in her. This mansion I'm afraid it's her young mistress.

Salvatore sat at the desk, picked up the phone and dialed a mobile phone number, and soon the phone rang: "Come here."

Then hung up the phone.

He was flipping through the documents that Daisy gave him, the man in the photo was very handsome, his black eyes were as opaque as the night, and the cold eyes immediately made the man interested.

After reading the information, Salvatore really couldn't figure it out. Jim Mujue's company was at best a multinational company, mid-to-upstream, but not top-notch. No influence or threat can be caused.

Why is the duke obsessed with bringing down the Ji family?

This was so strange to him.

Just when he was full of doubts, there was a sudden knock on the door outside. Salvatore closed the file and said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open with a creak, and a man in a striped suit and a black top hat came in. Holding a carved gold cane, he did a tap dance, then took off his hat, revealing a pale face and heavy smoky makeup, It was Clark no doubt.

"Good afternoon." Clark's soft voice sounded in the study, he walked to the side and sat down, and said, "Why do you want to come to me all of a sudden?"

"Daisy is here today." Salvatore threw the folder to Clark, and said, "The Duke's intention is to bring down Ji's family, and 1000 million munitions are paid as a reward. The profit in this is too big, plus Daisy's pressure, I agree."

Crick casually flipped through two pages of information, glanced briefly, and said, "The Ji family is just a middle-upstream conglomerate, and will not pose any threat to Shiteng, including the Duke. Why does the Duke have to let Ji family collapse?"

"Who knows..." Salvatore shrugged: "It just so happens that my femme fatale also wants to destroy Jimu Jue and his wife, so that he can please little Christine and get 1000 million arms. He Le Why not?"

Clark said: "There is something strange about it, let's find out."

Salvatore said: "So what if you find out? This is what Duke Alfonso asked to do. Neither you nor I have the right to refuse. Coupled with the pressure from Daisy, within three months, the Ji family cannot be destroyed. , we are all going to be scum, you should know, Daisy's horror."

After hearing this, Clark fell silent. The terror of Daisy, the Queen of Weapons, of course he knew that just four years ago, an internal war broke out in Iraq, which led to constant wars in Iraq. He would have lost his parents and younger brother in that war. If Sarah hadn't Ervatore just happened to save himself, and he had starved to death long ago.

It was Daisy who prompted the war and provided arms to the government.

That beautiful woman with long silver hair and golden eyes, wearing a Chinese cheongsam, showed a chilling smile in the dilapidated place full of wars. The rare golden eyes in the world exuded a joyful light, which he will never forget for the rest of his life. .

It is not for money, nor for rights and interests, but simply wants to create wars, and simply feel happy physically and mentally because of destruction and mourning.

"I know you don't want to do things for Daisy and the Duke." Salvatore sighed and said, "But Clark, you have to understand that to live in this world, one must either become the strongest and be looked up to by others, or stay away from him." Crowds are always looking for utopia, and we happen to be caught in the middle. We are admired by others but bow to the strong. This is a helpless thing. In a place like Iran, where wars are raging, this only protected area is the only one that we can take care of. Where you survive, if you want to survive, you must bow your head to those who are stronger than yourself."

Clark has been with Salvatore for four years, and of course he knows what Clark is thinking. This is how the world is, there is no tenderness, only cruelty, let alone Iran, which is raging with war.

"I know." Clark lowered his voice, took out a box of thin cigars from his suit pocket, lit it, took a puff slowly, and said, "That's it, I'll go to China."

"Well, let's go." Salvatore said: "The evidence in the documents is enough for the Ji family to go bankrupt, but we still need some books."

"I understand."

Clark stood up and said, "Leave it to me."

"You are my most trusted confidant." Salvatore walked in front of Clark and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't let me down, you have been with me for four years, I know your efficiency, with 1000 million Arms, we can better live in the protected area, without being restrained by anyone."

"Um……"

The moment Clark left the study and closed the door, he slumped weakly on the ground. He sighed and soothed the shoulder that Salvatore had just patted.

Looking at the front with blurred eyes, why, Sal, why don't you want to look at me?

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

Sal, Sal, save me, save me... only you can save me in this world... I beg you... save me...

Rome, Italy.

Daisy walked on the marble floor of the castle in high heels, and the butler followed her. She asked, "Where's the Duke?"

"The Duke is waiting for you in the study."

"Well, I see."

Daisy went up to the second floor and went straight to the Duke's study room. The study room was very delicately furnished. There were thick books on the bookshelves on both sides, and it was clean without any dust.

Daisy knocked on the door and opened the door to enter the study. The Duke raised his head, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Through the lens, he looked at Daisy lovingly. The occasional love touched the softest part of Daisy's heart. Bash.

"You're back." The Duke smiled. He was not as serious and solemn as before. He let go of the Duke's identity. Now he is a grandfather who is waiting for the child to come back.

"Well, you have been waiting for a long time." Daisy opened the chair in front of the desk and sat down, and said: "I have conveyed all the things you explained. At most three months, the Ji family will definitely go bankrupt."

"It's really hard work for you..." The rough, callused hands stroked Daisy's long golden hair, and said, "Be tired, you don't have to leave tonight."

"Yes, grandfather."

Daisy was in a trance for a while, and suddenly her thoughts went back to a long, long time ago. In the midst of despair, wailing and war, a warm and rough hand covered her head, making herself extremely at ease.