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943 [Super Hot] On

Disney headquarters in the United States

As the executive general manager of Asia, Mr. Wilson is one of the few black people in the elite class.

Yes, in America where racism is severely racist, black people are much more difficult to stand out in the business world than in the sports world.

Black people can run and box, but they will be ridiculed by many white people for their simple mind and developed limbs. However, Wilson can excel in the business world and was finally hired as the general manager of Disney Asia with a high salary, which is also a very inspiring counterattack story.

At this moment, Wilson was wearing a black suit and a red tie, looking respectfully at the white boss bent down in front of him and playing indoor golf, Mr. Foreman, President of the United States.

Contrary to Wilson, Foreman was a proud white man. For him, whether black, white, or yellow, they were just tools for his subordinates to make money. Therefore, he did not have much disgust towards Wilson, and of course, he would not have much favorable feelings - at least at his fifty birthday party, he would not invite Wilson to attend, because at that banquet he had many friends who didn't like black people very much, thinking they were dirty and stupid.

Forman wore a casual golf uniform and made a beautiful move to hit the golf ball. He swung his hand and gently knocked the golf ball placed on the ground into the hole.

"Oh, it's so great! God, Mr. Foreman, your ball skills are simply superb!" Wilson applauded and praised without any chance.

Forman smiled and turned around, and put the golf club back to its original place.

Wilson had already handed him a towel.

Foreman wiped his hands and handed them back to Wilson. He picked up a glass of cocktail placed on the table, took a sip, and asked Wilson with a smile, "How is the matter in Hong Kong?"

Wilson quickly put down the towel in his hand and said to Foreman respectfully: "Mr. Song Zhichao, the president of Song Group, is filming a TV series, saying that after this drama is released, Stanley Prison will become the focus of the world, no, it will become a global check-in destination..."

"Check in?" Forman frowned.

"Oh, it means traveling - this is the word "dear Song Cai, it's very interesting, isn't it?"

"It's very interesting. It's a very strange young man and a very smart Chinese." Foreman said, "But we can't let our guard down because of this. Remember, our great Disneyland is a high-end castle that brings dreams to children around the world. It must not be built in some dirty, near prison places."

Wilson: "That's right, but... if that prison is really famous, it will be a resort. I mean, the Stanley prison is said to be a century-old history, and if Song could hype it up, it wouldn't be a bad thing for us Disney."

Forman relaxed his brows, suddenly laughed, holding a cocktail in his hand, and giving in to Wilson.

Wilson was stunned for a moment and hurriedly reached out to take the cocktail.

Looking at Wilson's nervous look, Foreman, who was the superior, enjoyed it very much, he said to Wilson: "It's not that you can help you carry it, it's that you can drink it."
Chapter completed!
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