the next day.

"Didi..."

"Mr. Louis, it's going to be done right away."

“Take it slow.”

Mark, who was sitting inside the bumblebee, looked at the busy staff in the flower shop and then lit a cigarette for himself.

The person I was going to see next could not help but feel very stressed even if it was Mark.

Not long.

The young employee in the flower shop held a bunch of dressed Ye Laixiang and walked to the side of the mark in three steps.

Looking at the whole of Manhattan.

Only this flower shop sells flowers like Ye Laixiang.

Mark threw the cigarette butt out of the car window and took the bouquet, carefully placed it on the co-pilot and waved to the flower shop employee.

Bumblebee engine rotates.

There were roars and waves carrying Mark to the destination he wanted to go today.

For Manhattan.

The most undesirable one is the tall buildings.

The most lacking... is also the tall buildings.

The seventy-eighth floor of a building.

bite!

As soon as Mark walked out of the elevator, he felt a smell of gunpowder.

For those who live here in Manhattan.

Go to work every day.

They are all on the battlefield!

Holding Ye Lai Shanmak in his hand, he walked to the front desk and took off the sunglasses from his face and smiled at the front desk one by one, saying, "Mark Louis, I have an appointment with Anna."

The hand holding a ballpoint pen at the front desk made a sorry gesture to Mark.

Just then.

Walking through the corridor on the right, a tall beauty who may not be 90% but in terms of fashion, she is over 90%.

Mark saw this.

He walked directly past the front desk and walked towards the woman.

After seeing Mark, the woman said directly: "Anna has arrived at the office."

Mark looked down at his dress and said to the woman, "How am I wearing today?"

The woman smiled and said, "It's great."

Mark shook his head, pointed to the half-expanded door at the end of the aisle and said, "Is it still the same door?"

The woman nodded with a smile.

Not long.

Mark stood at the half-open office door and took a deep breath.

Believe it or not.

When leaving Fox Town, Mark wasn't a classic handsome man from the beginning.

When I first met this guy in the office.

Mark's clothes were directly evaluated by the person inside, and he couldn't bear to look at them directly.

at the same time.

The only one who was criticized by Mark was speechless and still survived.

Exhale, Mark raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The assistants at the desks on both sides of Mark made eye contact.

It seems to be some...

gloat.

"Come in!" A cold and undulating voice came from the office.

Mark pushed the door open and entered.

The weather today is a bit cloudy and the lighting level is not very good.

But the middle-aged woman sitting behind the glass table still wore a pair of semi-circular glasses that covered her eyes...

After Mark came in, the woman behind the desk was doing her own thing without raising her head.

If someone else dared to ignore him like this.

Mark promised that he would never ignore others from now on.

but……

The one in front of him is not among them.

"Ahem." Mark clenched his fist and coughed twice.

The woman looked up.

Next second.

The female devil, who was named one person, was able to leverage the global fashion industry, frowned and said bluntly: "God, what are you wearing? Is the recent popular model for homeless people?"

Mark looked down at his clothes.

The top and most luxurious slim-fit suit from the tailor family.

Wearing a valuable red tie.

The leather shoes are made of real crocodile skin, bright and bright enough to reflect the shadow of people.

It's no exaggeration to say.

The value of this set of Mark is enough to make a family of five people with a medium and low living standard live happily for one year.

Just like that, it won’t be the latest model for homeless people.

Are you blind?

But that's the same sentence.

You can be able to argue directly to anyone.

The one in front of him is not OK.

not to mention.

Mark came this time to ask for help.

Thinking.

Mark touched his nose and defended himself, saying, "Anna, you told me that suits and red tie will never fall behind."

"It depends on the weather," Anna took off her sunglasses, pointed to the weather outside with one hand, and said, "Why should you bring this red one in such weather? God, have you forgotten what I taught you before?"

Mark was speechless.

The encounter with this fashion devil was after Mark graduated from Quantico Federal College.

I just arrived in New York at that time.

A small internship staff member was pitifully low. In order to be able to pay for the six or seven credit cards under his name at that time, Mark was not allowed to choose the choice that most normal people would make.

part time……

It's just different from the private bodyguards chosen by others.

Mark was unique and chose to apply for a VG magazine department, which was recruiting male models from magazines at that time.

After all, in addition to the black and gray industries, if the model industry is doing well, it will be quite quick to make money.

only……

Things weren't as Mark wanted.

Mark became Anna's personal bodyguard for a while.

Mark was reluctant at first.

But for the sake of salary, he still chose to agree.

After all, there are two credit cards that are about to reach the repayment date.
To be continued...