Chapter 1082: A Chinese

"Mr. Victor, I'm really sorry just now, I didn't know that the Chinese was your friend, so I was a little offended in words, and I ask you not to take it to heart." Burroughs and Sophia, who had never really left, saw that Victor was finally empty, and hurried forward to find him, saying apologetically, no longer having the pride they had before.

"Yes, Mr. Victor, we really didn't know beforehand, otherwise we would ......," Sophia hurriedly followed.

"And you know now?" asked Victor, glancing at the two of them.

"Got it, got it, and asked Victor to help us apologize to your friend. Burroughs and Sophia nodded repeatedly.

"No need. Now that you know, what are you going to do? This is the end of our relationship, and there will be no more opportunities for cooperation. Victor glanced at the two of them coldly.

"Ahh

"No, no, Mr. Victor, you can't do this to us. If you break off our relationship, we're going to go bankrupt, we're going to be bankrupt. After a brief period of distraction, Burroughs and Sophia pleaded out in fear.

"What does your bankruptcy have to do with me. Well, my time is precious, please get out of here. Victor said mercilessly.

Just kidding, offended his master, and wanted to continue to cooperate with himself, isn't this a fool's dream?

"Mr. Victor......" said Burroughs and Sophia.

"I think I've made it clear enough, do you need me to call security?" Mr. Victor said when he saw that the two of them were still not giving up, and his face couldn't help but sink suddenly.

"Okay, let's go. But before leaving, can you tell us who the Chinese are?" Burroughs saw that Victor could never let go of his mouth again, so he had to swallow the "bitter fruit" he had planted with difficulty, and asked a little unwillingly.

"Who the Chinese are is not for you to ask. But I warn you, don't bother him, or I promise you that what awaits you is not bankruptcy, but endless darkness in the grave. Victor didn't know what Burroughs was thinking, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

Victor is a Russian financial oligarchy worth tens of billions of euros and has French aristocratic blood. Not only in Russia, but even in France, it is a big man who has a lot of tricks, black and white. When he let this out, he was naturally not joking. Therefore, Burroughs and Sophia suddenly shivered when they heard this, and the thoughts that had just risen up were immediately extinguished like lights, and they looked at Victor with pale and frightened faces, and shook their heads again and again and said with a smile: "Mr. Victor, you have misunderstood, you have misunderstood, how can we disturb your distinguished friend." ”

"If only you understood. Seeing this, Victor nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Burroughs and Sophia both secretly wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, and then left in a hurry.

They left in such a hurry, not only because they were afraid, but also because Victor had stopped cooperating with them, and they had to find a way to solve the crisis caused by it as soon as possible, otherwise they might really go bankrupt.

"What about Burroughs now?" asked Sophia, who left the restaurant and sat in the Renault car, looking at Burroughs with a pale face.

Before this, she still felt good about herself, and looked down on the three Chinese, especially the two Chinese women with beautiful faces, but now she knew that she was just a clown all the time, and without even saying a word, Mr. Victor directly broke off the cooperative relationship with them.

"You ask me, who do I ask? It's all your ****** to blame. Didn't you just come out of the elevator and touch your shoulder lightly? The other party also took the initiative to apologize, what are you scolding? Okay now, Victor has terminated the cooperation with us!" Burroughs is in an extremely bad mood now, he never expected that such a thing that he had previously regarded as boring and amusing would bring him such serious consequences, Sophia's questioning suddenly made him find an outlet, and he couldn't help but roar at her with a hideous face, and there was no longer the romance and gentleness that a French man should have.

"How can I blame him, Burroughs? How do I know they know Mr. Victor, and how do I know that Mr. Victor cares so much about them?" said Sophia.

Burroughs also knew that this matter could not be blamed entirely on Sophia, and he himself was not also virtuous? Of course, the most important thing was bad luck to meet such a powerful Chinese.

"Whew!" Burroughs let out a long sigh of relief, trying to suppress the emotions in his heart as much as possible, before he looked at Sophia for a long time and said, "I'm sorry Sophia, I shouldn't have been angry with you just now." But don't you have a Japanese friend who has been to Tours recently? He is not the nephew of Mr. Saki Aso, the president of Aso Shoji Japan? If you go to him and cooperate with Aso Shoji, then there is still hope for our company. ”

Sophia's delicate body trembled slightly when she heard this, and her gaze at Burroughs was first with a hint of incredulity, then sarcasm and disgust, and said, "Aren't you against me associating with Jiro Aso?

"I'm grass, I'm going bankrupt, where can I manage this. You will satisfy Jiro Aso whatever he wants, even if he has a special fetish! Don't forget, if Lao Tzu goes bankrupt, you can only stand on the street like those dirty women. The muscles on Burroughs' face twisted abnormally, looking particularly terrifying.

"Okay, I'll go to him, I think, Mr. Aso Jiro will agree to help, because he likes the oriental fat ass. Sophia looked at Burroughs for a long time, and then suddenly laughed, a little nervous.

Listening to her words that meant something else, and looking at her nervous smile, Burroughs suddenly stopped the car, then pulled Sophia out of the car, pulled her into a dim alley, pressed her face against the wall, and ripped off her skirt so hard that suddenly a snow-white fat ass was dazzling under his nose in the dimness.

About half an hour later, a Renault sedan was parked under a relatively new and upscale apartment building in Tours, and Ballefeld was sitting in the driver's seat smoking a cigar, but his eyes were fixed on Sophia, who was twisting her fat ass and walking towards the apartment building.

Soon, a young Japanese man with a wicked smile appeared downstairs in the apartment, and as soon as he saw Sophia, he unceremoniously put his arms around her waist and put his palm on the fat ass that Burroughs had just fucked before.

Sophia didn't care, and even writhed coquettishly.

At this time, Xia Yunjie or Zhu Xiaoyan were present, and they would definitely recognize this young Japanese man as Aso Shojiro's nephew, Aso Shoji. Last time in Nanzhou City, Zhu Xiaoyan's college classmates, also rivals in love, at the birthday dinner, this guy was infatuated with Zhu Xiaoyan's beautiful buttocks, and actually hit her on the head, and finally was not only repaired by Xia Yunjie in the toilet, but also directly removed from all his positions in China by his uncle Aso Commercial and returned to Japan.

In Japan, Aso Jiro was poor for a long time because of that incident, but he finally had some blood relationship with Aso Shoji, and under the plea and lobbying of many relatives, plus Aso Jiro still had some ability after all, and was finally activated again some time ago. However, he definitely couldn't go to China, and was eventually sent to France.

It was also in France that he met his former lover Kaeko Hino, a Japanese woman who later changed her name to Sophia. At that time, Sophia was already married to Burroughs, so the two did not continue to interact, but Aso Jiro was still very obsessed with her fat buttocks.

"Didn't you say that you are very satisfied with your current life, and that your French husband can also satisfy you? Why did you suddenly think of coming to me today?" In the living room of the apartment, Jiro Aso brought Sophia a glass of red wine, and then sat on the long sofa, crossed Jiro's legs, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were staring at his favorite part.

"I'm going to say, I prefer you, do you believe it?" asked Sophia, taking a sip of her wine.

"Do you think I'm still the hairy guy I used to be?" said Aso Jiro as he shook his head, but his hand couldn't help but reach for her beautiful buttocks again.

"My husband is having some trouble with his business, and I hope to work with Aso. Sophia didn't seem to notice that Jiro Aso's magic hand was swimming in her sensitive position, and said.

"It's not a big problem, we're in business, and there's nothing we can't talk about as long as the conditions are right. But didn't you work with the Russians before? It seems that their needs are almost at full capacity, so we must be not short of that. You know, we don't have a lot of demand. Jiro Aso asked, a little puzzled.

"We've stopped working with the Russians, and although your numbers are small, you should be able to barely maintain the day-to-day needs of our company. Sophia said.

"Oh, why? Isn't it a good cooperation?" Aso Jiro couldn't help but increase the strength of his hand when he heard this, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became even thicker.

Before, he was still a little worried about Sophia's husband's revenge, but now he understands that this is a special condition for cooperation.

"Because of a damn Chinese!" Sophia gritted her teeth, a hint of hatred in her eyes.

"A Chinese?" Aso Jiro asked with some surprise as his hand froze.

"Yes, a young Chinese surnamed Xia. The hatred in Sophia's eyes grew even stronger.

"What's Natsu!" Aso's hand suddenly shrank back from the beautiful buttocks that had made him love it before, as if it had been bitten by a snake, and the eyes that were dancing with scorching flames suddenly showed a look of horror.

In his life, Jiro Aso could never forget his experience in the toilet of that high-end club in China, and he could not forget the look of awe that his uncle showed when he mentioned the word "Mr. Xia".

Of course, he is even more reluctant to go back to the old days of poverty!