Chapter 656 Accident, the colleague who came here to pick up the leak
Outside Paris, Jameson and his follower Xiao Song were shopping.
In fact, it was Jameson who was shopping, and Xiao Song at this time was just a follower behind Jameson. However, Xiao Song's expression at this time was very ugly.
Although he was a follower, as a follower who felt that he was very capable, he felt that he should not waste time following Jameson.
"Sir, the quality of the products here is not very good. I don't think there is any need for us to hang around here." Xiao Song said in a deep voice after Jameson bargained for a strange-looking wood carving.
Jameson glanced at this young man who was full of superiority and maintained a respectful attitude except in front of himself, and then said lightly: "Dear Song, the things here are quite good."
"If I gave this to my neighbors when I got home, do you think they would be ecstatic?"
Xiao Song was stunned for a moment, but then he agreed: "Mr. Jameson, I think they will like it. After all, this is a gift you brought from afar."
"Yes, and I only spent one dollar on this matter, hahaha, but it is worth a gift of hundreds of dollars."
"Hey, isn't this wonderful?" At this point, Jameson waved the strange wooden carving, his face full of pride.
Hearing what Jameson said, Xiao Song seemed to realize something. He asked in surprise: "Mr. Jameson, so we can go back soon?"
"Yes, we will be able to leave here soon. Then you go back to the East China Sea and I will go back to the United States." Jameson looked at Xiao Song and said with a smile: "Of course, when we go back, I will take your credit
Report it."
"Even this little thing is not enough to upgrade the two of us, but I believe that some good things are still indispensable."
Xiao Song looked at Jameson with gratitude and said, "Thank you, generous Mr. Jameson."
"Dear Song, I think you are a talented person, so I want to give you a reminder about some things, that is, as a qualified hunter, you are still too impatient in some things."
"Believe me, there is still a gap between you and me in terms of hunting. As long as you make up for it with your patience, it will bring you a huge surprise."
Xiao Song understood what Jameson was talking about, and he said very solemnly: "Thank you very much, Mr. Jameson. I feel that I have learned a lot from you in the past few days."
"By the way, sir, when will those young people sign a contract with us?"
"It should be soon." Jameson said with a smile: "When they realize that their refusal is of no use, they will sign a contract with us."
When Jameson said this, he smiled and said: "Dear Song, you have to remember that there are many things that people are powerless to do!"
Xiao Song knew that Jameson was not talking about them, but the people they were preying on. He immediately smiled and said: "Yes, but I think these people need to be made aware of this powerlessness."
"Mr. Jameson, I think we should visit some more people today?"
Xiao Song's suggestion made Jameson's expression become serious. He said calmly: "Dear Song, you should not suggest any more things that I have already decided."
"I think I've done enough, and that's enough."
In the evening, Jameson and his wife returned to the hotel where they were staying. This is the most luxurious hotel in Dongzhou City. Ordinary people need a letter of introduction to stay here.
Jameson and Xiao Song lived here very comfortably. Just when they were about to open the door under the guidance of the waiter, the door next to them suddenly opened. A man wearing a woolen shirt, with a fat face and looked five
A teenage man with blue eyes walked out of the room.
The moment he saw Jameson, he said in surprise: "Haha, I didn't expect that I could meet friends here."
"I'm Marlock, everyone likes to call me Marlow. I'm from Paris. I don't know what to call this gentleman."
Listening to the middle-aged man's introduction, Jameson's face showed a hint of surprise.
Jameson smiled and said: "My name is Jameson, haha. I come from the beautiful Jinshan Mountains in the United States. Hello, my friend."
"Hahaha, I'm really happy to meet you. I thought this place..." When the middle-aged man said this, he suddenly looked at Jameson with a hint of vigilance and said: "I feel a sense of warmth from you.
Familiar smell.”
"We're not traveling together, are we?"
Hearing Marlowe's words, Jameson also felt a sense of vigilance in his heart. Almost out of instinct, Jameson immediately said: "Haha, I came here to buy some wood carvings."
"Look, this is the sample I just found. What does Mr. Marlowe think?"
Marlowe's eyes swept over the wooden sculpture, and Jameson sensed from Marlowe's eyes that this man didn't think too highly of the thing in his hand.
"My dear Jameson, from a filmmaker's point of view, I think this thing you have is very good. Brother, you are going to make a fortune."
What Jameson was originally worried about suddenly became a little sudden, because the words of the guy in front of him made him feel threatened.
"My dear Marlowe, it's such a coincidence that you are a filmmaker. What I admire the most in my life are people like you. Are you here just to collect pictures?"
Jameson had a curious look on his face, but his expression was not that professional.
Marlowe smiled and said: "No, I am here to pick up the slack, you know? In this small place, there is a very good script."
There is a very good script here. You can imagine what kind of script it is. Jameson's heart suddenly became gloomy.
Originally, he felt that everything was under his control, but now, his feeling has completely disappeared.
After all, when his colleagues came, to him, it was like a wolf coming.
"Apart from some wood carvings and handicrafts, there are no good scripts here. Brother, you must have been deceived." Jameson said with a smile.
But Marlowe smiled and said nothing.
Looking at the enigmatic Marlowe, Jameson chuckled and looked at Xiao Song next to him.
Just as Xiao Song was about to speak, he heard the sound of footsteps. Along with this sound, he saw the waiter coming over with a large suitcase. Behind the suitcase, stood a blond woman in her thirties.
.
Although the woman has some freckles on her face, she should have had good looks when she was young.
However, when Marlowe saw this woman, his expression suddenly changed, and he even cursed in a low voice.
