Chapter 287 The more round the lie, the harder it is to round it out
(Chapter 7 The rounder the lie, the harder it is to round it off)
Shanghai City, a luxurious villa by the river.【26nbsp;】
The sun is rising. In the gym on the second floor of the villa, the lights are dim and the music is soft and soothing.
This is a very elegantly decorated gym. The interior is as warm as spring. There is a row of potted flowers in the corner, either red or green, colorful and exuding fragrance. On the east side of the gym is a floor-to-ceiling glass window, which is very bright.
It is so large that it almost occupies the entire east wall. The warm sunlight shines through the curtains on the mahogany floor. The remaining three walls are inlaid with large pieces of glass. This design is extremely clever and allows practitioners to view the exercise from any angle.
Observe your own exercise.
Mu Ningyan was wearing a white sweatshirt and a pair of beautiful round feet. She knelt down on the cotton cushion elegantly. Following the soothing music, Mu Ningyan adjusted her breathing and slowly leaned down, her exquisite body crawling.
On the cotton pad, her round and plump pink buttocks were tightly attached to her white and smooth heels. Mu Ningyan stretched out her hands, stretched her arms forward as much as possible, and slowly stretched her slender waist.
Xu Lu, who was standing not far away, was still dressed as a professional woman. Skirt, stockings, and high heels, simple and capable.
When appreciating a woman, the first sexy thing to look at starts from the arms. Without a pair of slender arms, there is no way to talk about sexiness. The same goes for a woman appreciating a woman. Seeing Mu Ningyan doing yoga movements that stretch her waist, Xu Lu's
His eyes were involuntarily attracted to Mu Ningyan's straight, slender, well-proportioned jade arms. A trace of envy flashed through the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses, and then, the professionalism that had penetrated into the bone marrow made Xu Lu regain her composure.
"Boss, since President Sarnia issued the 'Letter to All French Citizens' yesterday evening, major news media in Europe have focused their attention on Pietrus. After investigations by major news media,
Pietrus' identity has been confirmed." Xu Lu opened the folder and recounted the reports on Pietrus' identity by major European news media.
"Pietrus, male, thirty-seven years old, immigrated to France from Latin America fifteen years ago and is now a French citizen. Pietrus' parents died when he was young and he grew up in an orphanage. When he was twenty-two
He immigrated to France when he was 18 years old. Because Pietrus had little education and no expertise, he could not find a job for a long time after immigrating to France. Therefore, Pietrus resorted to stealing in order to make ends meet. Fourteen years ago,
Pietrus was arrested by the French police for robbing a jewelry store with a gun and sentenced to fourteen years in prison. Pietrus's sentence was extended until December 1 this year. After being released from prison, Pietrus decided to go to India to work.
He left France on the cruise ship Granma on December 5. In the early morning of December 7, the cruise ship Granma ran aground and sank in the waters off Orangemond, Namibia."
"Interesting." Mu Ningyan raised her pretty face, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Boss, do you suspect that Pietrus is not a passenger on the Granma cruise ship?" Xu Lu guessed based on the tone of Mu Ningyan's words.
Mu Ningyan did not speak, but nodded slightly. Then she lowered her head, stretched her hands forward, and performed the last set of waist-stretching movements.
"A news media also conducted an interview with the French Ocean Shipping Company. The ocean shipping company confirmed that Pietrus was indeed a passenger on the Granma cruise ship and showed the reporter Pietrus' ticket purchase record, which contains the name Pietrus.
A copy of Sri Lanka's passport and Pietrus' autograph." Xu Lu flipped through the folder and continued. "As of this morning, most of the mainstream media in Europe have not doubted the news. Moreover, there is a lot of news.
The media even called Pietrus a 'modern-day Robinson'."
Mu Ningyan opened her red lips slightly, adjusting her breathing, and raised her delicate body little by little on the cotton pad. Slowly, Mu Ningyan sat up straight, and continued to stretch her hands upwards, her slender waist
Draw out a sexy arc.
"Robinson drifted to a desert island and lived on the desert island for twenty-eight years. As for Sania, it is still difficult to say whether he can keep this secret for twenty-eight years." Mu Ningyan's mouth curled up slightly.
Yang Yang said with disdain. "However, judging from the current situation, the story is perfect, and Sania played it very beautifully."
"Yes." Xu Lu nodded and said. "Although Pietrus has immigrated to France for fifteen years, he has spent the last fourteen years in prison. It can even be said that Pietrus has no trace of anything in France.
social relations. In this way, as long as Pietrus does not relent, the French government will take the initiative and control the direction of public opinion."
"Regardless of whether Pietrus was a passenger on the Granma cruise ship or not, it can be seen from the trick played by Sarnia that someone on the Gramma cruise ship was indeed rescued." Mu Ningyan opened her arms.
, Feng Yun's delicate body slowly fell backwards, her slender waist clung to her calves, and a pair of majestic peaks towered into the clouds.
After Mu Ningyan lay back, she slowly adjusted her breathing and continued, "I guess Sarnia is retreating in order to advance, deliberately apologizing to all the French people, so as to make the French people believe that the two cruise ships were indeed involved in the disaster.
It sank because it hit a rock."
"Indeed." Xu Lu flipped through the folder and found Sarnia's "Letter to All French Citizens." "The statement issued by Sarnia is not like a government announcement at all. The article is very sensational and almost...
Like a demagogic speech."
"If your acting is good, it will make people suspicious." Mu Ningyan looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and said calmly. "As long as you tell a lie once, the liar will have to tell ten more lies.
To make up a lie, and ten lies, you have to use a hundred lies to make up the lie. In the end, it becomes more and more difficult to make up the lies. In order to continue the play, Sania has to make up more and more lies. One day,
He will be unable to tell his lies and will be caught."
Mu Ningyan, who was lying on the cotton pad, raised her pretty face slightly and shook her neck from side to side. "Have you heard any news about that guy in the past two days?"
As Mu Ningyan's most trusted assistant, Xu Lu naturally knew who "that guy" Mu Ningyan was talking about was. Xu Lu pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Boss, I just called Huanyu Group yesterday.
On the phone, Ye Feng’s female secretary told me that Ye Feng said that the scenery in Africa is very beautiful and that he would like to visit Africa for a few more days before coming back."
With a puff, Mu Ningyan laughed. "This little girl is quite good at talking. She is happy here and doesn't miss Shu. I think that guy is probably traveling in Africa with Representative Rebecca."
Xu Lu nodded and said, "Boss, I wonder if Ye Feng took any physical evidence when he was rescuing people at sea, such as the photos of the attack on the Granma cruise ship."
"He doesn't have that kind of free time." Mu Ningyan laughed so hard that her branches trembled, and a pair of towering peaks rose and fell, creating waves in her chest. "Besides beautiful women, what else can he take to heart? I
I can guarantee you that on his way to Namibia, he must have been thinking about how to put on a good show of a hero saving a beauty so that he could gain her favor, so how could he have the time to think about how to collect evidence."
"Boss, I completely agree with you." Xu Lu pursed her lips, smiled secretly, and then said. "If they had evidence, I'm afraid it would have been made public long ago."
"I guess some people are going to have regrets in their intestines now." Mu Ningyan blinked and said with a smile. "Xu Lu, do you think we should carry forward the humanitarian spirit and mail him a package of regret medicine.
"
…
A whistle sounded, and a luxury yacht flying the Algerian flag anchored from the port of Vahran and sailed westward in the beautiful Mediterranean Sea.
The sun is shining brightly, and the scenery of the Mediterranean is extremely beautiful. The calm sea, blue sky, silver-white beach, and tall coconut trees are all intoxicating. The most fascinating thing is the buildings with different styles standing on the seaside.
The unique small building, the snow-white walls, the sea-blue roof, doors and windows, and the pure color are full of poetry and painting, giving people a sense of tranquility and far-reaching.
The cabin of the yacht is extremely luxuriously decorated.
Today, Van Gogh changed his attire, wearing a straight black tuxedo, a woolen hat on his head, and took off a lot of jewelry on his right hand. Although there is no jewelry embellishment, Van Gogh still wears a woolen hat on his head.
Van Gogh was much more energetic. Compared with his previous image as a nouveau riche, today's Van Gogh can be described as a gentleman.
Van Gogh was sitting on the white leather sofa, looking at Ye Feng and Rebecca opposite him, with a proud smile on his thin cheeks. "How is it? My craftsmanship is not bad."
"Not bad, not bad." Ye Feng looked at several sets of identity documents on the coffee table and was full of praise. "It's natural for a master to take action."
"ID card, passport, driver's license..." Van Gogh pointed to the documents on the coffee table and said eloquently. "All the documents that can be used in daily life are available."
Rebecca picked up a red-covered document, opened it, and said with a smile, "Mr. Bejarvi, why did you help me make a set of Swiss identity documents?"
"My hands were itchy for a while, so I made a few more sets." Van Gogh laughed and said. "In addition to Spain and England, there are also complete sets of identity documents from Switzerland, the Netherlands, and Norway."
Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door.
Van Gogh signaled Ye Feng and Rebecca to put away their IDs on the coffee table, and then said toward the door, "Come in."
A young man in a black suit walked in and bowed respectfully to Van Gogh. "Mr. Bejarvi, the yacht has passed through the Strait of Gibraltar and will sail into Seville, Spain in another hour."
Asia Port.”
Ye Feng lowered his head and looked at his watch and said, "Slow down the speed of the boat temporarily. I heard that the scenery on the west coast of Spain is extremely beautiful. We want to enjoy the scenery along the coast. In addition, according to our planned route, we will sail two miles west of the Bay of Cadiz.
Ten kilometers away on the high seas, there is a yacht flying the Spanish flag. The people on board are friends of Mr. Bejarvi. After meeting them, you inform the captain to move the yacht over."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Van Gogh's eyes. Then he waved to the young man and said with a smile, "Follow this gentleman's order."
"Yes, Mr. Bejawi." The young man bowed respectfully, then turned and left the cabin.
When the footsteps outside the cabin gradually faded away, Van Gogh said in confusion. "Hell's wind, don't you plan to go to Seville?"
Ye Feng nodded and said calmly. "Spain is not very safe. I want to send Rebecca to England."
"Since you have made arrangements, I don't care so much." Van Gogh smiled and said. "If you need me to do anything, just ask."
"Then you help me put on a play." Ye Feng said with a faint smile on his face. "Aren't you a nouveau riche? Then take a yacht to Seville and let the Spaniards see the Algerian nouveau riche.
style."
"No problem." Van Gogh laughed loudly, took out a blank check book from his pocket, and shook it triumphantly. "Today, I will sweep all the shopping malls in Seville."
"Mr. Bejawi, it's a pity that your clothes don't suit you well today." Rebecca covered her mouth and laughed, jokingly saying. "You should be wearing that Arabian cloak embroidered with gold thread, and on the right hand
Wearing a lot of jewelry will make you look more like a nouveau riche."
"It's all because Hell Wind didn't tell me clearly in advance, so I dressed like a gentleman today." Van Gogh stretched out his hand to straighten the black tie on his collar and said with a smile. "But it doesn't matter. He looks well-dressed and behaves well.
He is polite but generous, and he buys gold, silver and jewelry just like shopping at street stalls without blinking an eye. Only in this way can he have a visual impact. I think from now on, the reputation of Algerian oil businessmen will be deeply rooted.
Imprinted in the hearts of the people of Seville."
"I have set a goal." Van Gogh raised his hands and said with a smile. "When I leave Seville, I will have at least two rings on each finger."
Before Van Gogh finished speaking, Ye Feng and Rebecca burst into laughter, and Van Gogh himself burst into laughter.
Not long after, there was another knock on the door.
The young man in a black suit walked into the cabin. The young man bowed to Van Gogh and then said. "Mr. Bejarvi, we have discovered the yacht flying the Spanish flag. It is parked at
On the high seas. I have informed the captain that we will sail next to it in about five minutes."
"Very good." Before Ye Feng could speak, Van Gogh said first. "These two friends of mine are going to the Spanish yacht to discuss some oil business. Said, please inform all the people on the ship to be strict.
Keep it confidential and don’t let our business rivals get any information.”
"Yes, Mr. Bejawi." Said nodded solemnly and said.
…
On the calm high seas, two yachts parked side by side.
A boat plank was placed on the two yachts. Ye Feng took Rebecca's little hand, stepped on the boat plank, and quickly walked to the yacht flying the Spanish flag.
An old man dressed in noble clothes came up to Ye Feng with a smile on his face and bowed to say hello. "Mr. Ye, Miss Rebecca, and the Earl are waiting for you two in the cabin."
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