Xiao Meng's clothes were tightly wrapped, and only her neckline was vaguely visible.
She leaned next to Mark and rubbed his arms, her voice sounding like Lin Chiling's.
"Mr. Zhang~Are you feeling comfortable?"
"Mr. Zhang~~ Don't put your hands around, I'm very ticklish."
Ye Fan acted on occasion, fully expressing the regret of an old pervert who had more than enough ambition but not enough energy.
He stayed with Xiaomeng for more than ten minutes, pretending to be tired and slowly fell asleep.
The gentle smile on Xiao Meng's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of contempt.
"You worthless old thing..." She turned her back, hummed like a mosquito, twisted her hips and left the bedroom.
Xiaomeng came to the living room and sent a message to Yan Chi first, telling him that Mr. Zhang had gone to bed and that she had taken good care of him.
Then, she sent another message to an unknown number, with only four words in it: "Smooth approach!"
As soon as the text message was sent, Xiao Meng immediately deleted it, pretended that nothing was wrong, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
At this time, Ye Fan opened his eyes, quickly took out his suitcase, and took out a very inconspicuous glasses case from inside.
Open the interlayer of the glasses case, and inside is a small wireless deciphering instrument.
He connected his cell phone and intercepted all messages within fifty range.
Most of them are communication records, with only a few text messages. Xiaomeng's "smooth approach" is clearly visible.
“There’s really something wrong with this little secret!”
Ye Fan grinned slightly, put the deciphering instrument back into the glasses case, and put it away in the suitcase.
"She should not be sent by Guo Wenxian and Yan Chi.
Guo Wenxian knew my identity and my secret. If he had told the military about me, Shangguan Liuyun would have sent someone to escort me back.
Of course, it is impossible for him to disclose information to outsiders, unless he does not want to hang out in China anymore.
As for Yan Chi...he doesn't have the guts."
Ye Fan touched his chin, sent a message to Yan Chi, and asked tentatively: "Xiao Yan, is Xiao Meng a member of our Guo Family Group? She came to take care of me alone, wouldn't it sound good if it spread out?
"
Yan Chi quickly replied to the text message, "Hey, I wonder if Mr. Zhang is satisfied with Xiaomeng?"
"A very sensible little girl, I'm very satisfied."
"Haha, don't worry, Mr. Zhang. Xiaomeng was introduced by a friend of mine in the Imperial City. She is very good at taking care of people. She is not from our company and will not cause you any trouble. If you need anything, just ask her."
"Ah, very good!"
Ye Fan put down his phone and narrowed his eyes into a slit.
"This little dream is indeed placed beside me by someone with intentions. The manipulator behind the scenes should be the Foreign Enterprises Association, or the Suwu family.
I just don’t know if the Suwu family is targeting me alone, or if they have arranged their own informants in all the teams of investigators.”
Ye Fan's worry is not surprising.
If all the groups’ inspection teams had people deployed, that would be okay.
If Ye Fan is the only one who receives such treatment, then his whereabouts are likely to be exposed, and the trip to Marseille will no longer be safe.
Ye Fan thought about it and decided to wait and see for another day.
If the Suwu family really discovers something fishy, then she must deal with it as soon as possible.
Ye Fan lay on the bed and continued to fall asleep.
Xiaomeng took a bath for a full hour before leaving the bathroom.
She returned to Ye Fan's bedroom, only wrapped in a bath towel. Her plump breasts were so round that they almost opened the bath towel.
She sat next to Mark, gently shook Mark's arm, and called softly: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang~"
"Um...Xiaomeng, am I asleep?"
Ye Fan rubbed the corners of his eyes that were covered with crow's feet, and said with a smile: "I'm getting older, and I feel sleepy as soon as I lie down. Hey, aren't you cold if you wear such little clothes?"
"It's not cold, there's enough heating here." Xiao Meng covered her mouth and smiled, Yue Yaer's eyes were full of sultry charm, "Mr. Zhang, it's almost noon, do you want to eat something before going to sleep?"
"Yeah, that's fine." Ye Fan nodded, "You can help me get something easy to digest. My teeth are not good, so I'll have a bowl of seafood porridge."
"Okay, just wait a moment." Xiao Meng chuckled, got up and walked out of the bedroom.
"Leprechaun!"
Ye Fan curled his lips and felt weird in his heart.
Xiao Meng looks very upright and has the feeling of a lady, but there is still a certain gap between her and Dong Yuejun, Lin Wanqing and others.
However, Xiao Meng is an attractive type, and the more she looks at her, the more pleasing she becomes. Moreover, her figure is very well-proportioned in all aspects, and she does not feel awkward at all.
After lunch, Ye Fan rested for a while.
During this period, Xiao Meng was seducing Ruoyouruowu, and Ye Fan tried to take advantage of him several times, but she dodged him every time.
Ye Fan knew in his heart that this little woman was playing a hard-to-get game. He cooperated unconditionally, and he would not suffer any loss anyway.
Xiaomeng thought that she had eaten the old man to death, and her sweet laughter was very sweet.
At two forty in the afternoon, Xiao Meng gently pushed Ye Fan's arm.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, it's time to wake up. Miss Caiko is already waiting for you in the conference room."
"Huh?" Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes and murmured with difficulty: "It's just...is it time?"
"Yes."
Xiao Meng nodded, carefully helped Ye Fan up, and put on his coat: "Mr. Zhang, I am your personal secretary. If you have any questions, just tell me and I will communicate with Miss Caizi."
"Okay." Ye Fan smiled and pointed to the suitcase: "I have two documents inside, please help me pick them up."
"yes."
Xiao Meng took the document, clamped it on her elbow, and helped Ye Fan leave the suite.
Ye Fan is now an old man in his dying years and can't walk very fast. The two of them lingered for more than ten minutes before arriving at the conference room on the 20th floor.
At this time, there were already more than a dozen people waiting in the conference room.
Everyone sat in front of a round table and was divided into seven group areas.
Behind each group leader are one or two secretaries and assistants.
At the head of the round table, a woman in kimono was communicating with a fat middle-aged man.
The woman in kimono is young, has a serious expression on her face, her eyes are shining, and she speaks Chinese very smoothly.
The fat middle-aged man had a perverted smile on his face and put a hand on the kimonoed woman's shoulder, as if he had a very close relationship with her.
The woman in kimono didn't seem to want to talk to the middle-aged fat man, so she proudly turned sideways and distanced herself from him.
The fat man didn't take it seriously and kept crowing.
"Mr. Luo, I understand what you mean." The woman in kimono snorted coldly.
"But, I'm sorry, you can't get a cooperation quota for our main project with only 10 billion of your capital. Please stop your nonsense."
"Miss Caizi, 10 billion is only the initial budget investment of our group. As long as your main project is completed, I guarantee that our group will add at least 10 billion, or even 20 billion..."
The middle-aged fat man looked at his big belly and said with a smile: "Your uncle and I are friends, please give me some face!"
"no."
Ayako Sugo doesn't play the trick of a fat middle-aged man at all. "There are eight major projects in Marseille Island, and each project requires at least 200 to 300 billion yuan of capital investment.
Mr. Luo, you can only get 20 to 30 billion, not even a fraction.
If you are here, you should know very well that American projects are different from Chinese projects. We allow builders to make money, but the quality must pass the standard!"
In the past, when doing projects in China, the developer's investment was almost one-third of the winning bid. If the control was good, it could even be only one-quarter.
As for the three-quarters earned, half goes into other people's pockets.
Therefore, most projects have huge disadvantages.
At present, local governments are strictly focusing on quality, and there has been a huge improvement compared to before.
Mr. Luo is a veteran in the real estate development industry in the Imperial Capital. Trying to get a project volume of up to 200 to 300 billion with an investment of 20 billion is nothing more than a fool's errand.
Let alone overseas, even China cannot do such a thing.
However, Mr. Luo didn't care and kept getting close to Suwu Caizi.
Sugo Ayako's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly let out a chuckle, raised her eyebrows slightly, and gave her a flirtatious look.
"Since Mr. Luo insists, why not wait until the meeting is over and let's find a place to chat alone in the evening?"
"OK!"
Mr. Luo was overjoyed, grinning almost to the back of his head, "Miss Caizi, don't worry, leave it all to me. I guarantee you will have an unforgettable night."
"See you after the meeting." Sugo Ayako made a gesture of invitation, "Please go back to your seat first."
"Okay, okay."
Mr. Luo got what he wanted, and he was secretly happy to "have a happy ending".
It seems that tonight, not only will you get rich, but you will also get a taste of the girly style of the island country.
Mr. Luo returned to his chair. The smile on Sugo Ayako's face grew stronger, and a coldness came into her eyes.
At this time, she turned around and looked at Ye Fan with a faint smile, "Excuse me, are you Zhang Tian, Mr. Zhang of the Guo Group?"
Ye Fan held a cane in one hand and nodded to Suwu Caizi in a friendly manner: "Yes, I didn't expect that Miss Suwu Caizi would actually recognize this old guy like me."
"Mr. Guo personally called my father and told me that you are the person in charge of this cooperation between the Guo Group and our Foreign Enterprises Association. Of course the little girl recognizes you."
"Xiao Guo is now the head of Guo's consortium. He can't get away, so he has to ask me, an old man, to come out and take charge of the overall situation.
Miss Ayako is very young and has already taken charge of her own business. The rising star of the Suwu family is truly extraordinary!"
Ye Fan smiled and slowly took two steps forward.
"Don't dare, don't dare." Suwu Caizi Yingying stood up and shook hands with Ye Fan humbly.
As the two shook hands, Ye Fan felt a strange energy pouring into his palm, straight into his heart.
Ye Fan was startled and quickly withdrew his energy and hid around Wu Yuan.
This strange energy circulated through Ye Fan's inner organs, but nothing unusual was found.
However, Sugo Ayako did not take back the energy, but cut off the energy and left it in Ye Fan's body.
"Mr. Zhang, if you don't mind that this little girl is a junior, how about calling you 'Grandpa Zhang'?"
Sugo Ayako entered the opponent's body through Qi Jin, and found that the opponent's internal organs were old and damaged, and the life breath was quite weak. She confirmed that the opponent was a frail old man, and relaxed her vigilance a lot.