The young man did not speak, but put his hands on his chest and looked at Zhuo Yifan up and down with interest, which seemed condescending. However, there was no look of disdain in his eyes, but instead a look of appreciation. It can be understood as
A person who feels superior to himself, or an arrogant person, has a feeling of sympathy for others who are equally outstanding, but does not admit defeat.
Zhuo Yifan looked at the white young man in front of him with some confusion, frowned and asked dissatisfiedly: "You called me here to see who can endure longer?"
A smile appeared on the young man's face, he nodded noncommittally, and then replied in a pure London accent: "Mr. Zhuo, you must also know my identity! Let's get straight to the point! I am a young man who likes to know current affairs very much.
people!"
The black line on Zhuo Yifan's head. This guy's words are quite nice, gentle... I should say he is as gentle as a woman. But the meaning behind his words, why does it sound the same as his age?
"What did you say? I don't understand! First, I don't know who you are, let alone your identity. Second, as a young man, I also give you a piece of advice, don't take yourself too seriously.
Yes!" Zhuo Yifan replied with a smile.[
After hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, the young man did not show any anger. He just smiled and then changed the subject and said: "Leave her! I will meet any of your conditions!"
"What are you talking about? I really don't understand!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled. In fact, he had guessed the approximate identity of the other party and was just pretending to be crazy.
"Really? Mr. Zhuo, you should know who you are talking to. If this matter cannot be resolved, it will not be of any benefit to you or me! I don't think Mr. Zhuo wants to be my enemy, right?" The young man said lightly,
There was already a hint of threat in his tone.
The young man doesn't know that what Zhuo Yifan hates the most is being threatened. If you have something to say, speak it out and everything can be discussed. But if you are threatened, Zhuo Yifan won't compromise because of his good temper.
"I don't understand a word of the nonsense you're talking about! Since you're not sincere at all, I'll leave first! When you think about it, come and talk to me again! Remember...it's you who comes to me next time!"
Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, turned around and prepared to leave.
The young man obviously didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan would be so disrespectful to him. After listening to his words, the young man's face darkened. He clenched his fists and said calmly: "Mr. Zhuo, I don't mean any harm.
, I just hope that Doreen’s matter can have a solution that satisfies both of us!”
When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he stopped, turned to look at the young man and said with a frown: "Dolin? Can you explain the matter clearly? I really don't understand what you are talking about!"
"You don't know?" Seeing Zhuo Yifan's serious look, the young man began to waver and asked suspiciously.
"Of course! Who are you? What is your relationship with Doreen? Why did you come to me here today? I know all this, but I still listen to you say those inexplicable words. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" Zhuoyi
Fan explained very dissatisfied.
"I think there is some misunderstanding between us!" Hearing this, the young man was silent for a while, stood up awkwardly, walked to Zhuo Yifan and said, "Mr. Zhuo, please sit down, I hope we can have a good talk!"
Zhuo Yifan followed the young man and sat down on the sofa nearby with a calm expression.
