Cosma Empire

Mrs. Vivian smiled and looked at him. “I will talk to the Director of Orlando. Do you remember what those people were like yesterday?” For Mr. Dryle, Mrs. Vivian is still very relieved because she knows that when one has mastered herself Beyond the things that this class level can’t grasp, except for the unreserved acknowledgement allegiance, there is only one way to go.

Moreover, she is not afraid of Dryle saying something that she can’t say. If she dares to do this, it means that they have exposed these things and have little influence on her.

Plus, Dryle has been looking for someone for her, as well as other dignitaries, and has been working very hard, so Mrs. Vivian has a bit of a heart. This time it’s just robbery. If the other party moves the knife or how he is, what should I do in the future?

Dryle immediately eagerly said: “I painted their portraits, I absolutely can’t forget these people. Money is nothing, but they should not beat my handsome face!”

Mrs. Vivian is just laughed, handsome?

Hehe !

“I am very satisfied with the gift you gave me. I will give the portrait to me when I leave. I will handle it.”, said Vivian raised his hand and swept the dust that did not exist on Dryle’s shoulder. “You did it for me.” With so many things, I can’t let you be wronged, isn’t it?” She looked back at the “Jon” standing next to her and extended her hand. “Help me in, this dress is too long, there is I will find myself when I am.”

Dufo gave a slight hesitation for a moment, and helped Mrs. Vivian walk into the Dryle Museum of Art.

Looking at the back of the two people disappearing behind the promenade, Dryle suddenly stunned.

Yesterday evening, someone who was similar to him was robbed. Anyone who saw someone standing in the streetlight outside the dark lanes counted a thick piece of cash in his hand would produce a kind of “if the money is The impulsiveness of how good I am.” Some people are subject to the three views and the deterrent power of the law. They can only hide this idea in their hearts and then pass by silently.

But there are also some people who have long been accustomed to ignoring the deterrent brought to them by law and turning ideas into reality.

So a guy in a very fashionable purple neutral suit was dragged into the alley by several mobs and made a kind of greetings, taking away the money that didn’t belong to them.

For these people, this may be just a trivial little thing. Those who can’t offend them have long been deeply in mind, and they never forget it for a lifetime. Obviously, the guys with this bit of money are not in it, so they have little pressure on them.

Hundreds of dollars in cash is enough for them to spend at least a month in comfort in Tenel City, but they don’t know what they are doing to give them boss bosses, what the consequences. Their level is too low, so this thing can’t completely blame them.

At the beginning, Durin’s idea was to take Mrs. Vivian’s long line, but soon he realized that his idea was a very wrong idea, including the line of Mrs. Vivian. Their status and level are much higher than those of the lower class of Durin. No matter what the other party needs, it is not what Durin can come up with.

Don’t look at Mrs. Vivian who likes to communicate with some young men, but if she is allowed to do something, Durin thinks she will refuse. The reason is also very simple. She is just a “consumer”. Consumers will never manage the difficulties of the manufacturers of the goods they use when they consume. They only care about whether they are satisfied with the use of goods. As for other They have nothing to do with them.

So Durin changed the original idea directly. Since there is no way to push Gothor across the threshold, from a gang leader to a tycoon in Tenel City, send him to hell! He told Dufo his thoughts, Dufo felt very reasonable and raised a question.

Since the plan has changed, does he need to go out?

Durin told him an unfortunate fact. It was because of the change in his original plan that he not only needed to “sacrifice” but also to “very sacrifice”. Only then would Mrs. Vivian be completely satisfied with the “gift” that Dryle gave her, and she would have a “squeaky” feeling about Dryle’s injury. This kind of emotion is more active than giving her money or something else.

She doesn’t even need anyone to remind her, she will take the initiative to give Dryle a sigh of relief, of course, the premise is that she must have happiness and happiness.

Durin, standing across the road from the Dryle Museum of Art, looked at the bleak hidden in Dufo’s back, and smiled and smiled. Then the plan was successful, and Dufo couldn’t sell it.

How can a person who can truly sacrifice, how can he not work hard?

In the evening, Durin shook the trench coat, the weather became colder and colder, and he bought a bacon bread from a food cart on the side of the road, looking at the door of the Dryle Museum while biting.

After about ten minutes, Mrs. Vivian’s red light came out alone, her steps were much lighter than when she entered, and the corners of her mouth were filled with satisfaction. Dryle with a bruised face was behind her, and Durin didn’t see Dufo. Dryle nodded said something after the waist, personally sent Mrs. Vivian to the car, watched the car disappeared on the street, wiped the sweat that did not exist on the brain, and rubbed his arm.

Durin swallowed the bacon bread in his hand and ran across the road. “How?”

Dryle nodded. “I don’t think there is any problem.”

“Jon?”, the hand that said the name Durin couldn’t help but laugh, Dufo actually had a stage name… It was a great congratulation!

The expression on Dryle’s face is very strange, always giving Durin a wrong signal, as if… what!

“He should be at rest, after all being a teenager, all aspects of physical fitness are so embarrassing.”, Dryle’s sentence is obviously not completely finished, this is only a half sentence, still left A space that is imaginative enough to have a long aftertaste.

Instead of going home directly, Mrs. Vivian, with three portraits, went to the Tenel police station and found Orlando, who had changed her clothes and was ready to go home. She proudly placed three portraits on the table, and even looked at Orlando with a blind eye. She has such emboldened energy and energy, even if Orlando is the police chief of Tenel City, she does not dare to complain.

To know that Mrs. Vivian is not only the wife of the mayor, but also the daughter of the former governor. She has a very strong network and strength throughout Cannes. Is it a small local police chief who can offend him? !

“Check out these three people and grab them. As for how to get your own look!”