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"Ah, that's right!" Zhou Ye stopped and asked, "Give me a place to stay, Will!"

"Of course no problem, Master!" Wilson raised his hand and called his secretary on the internal phone, "My secretary Ivanova will accompany you these few days, please rest assured, this is the year when the Soviet Union disintegrated. When I bought a high-end product from the Seventh Siberia City, when I bought it, she was just a little girl, she was always brought by me and cultivated by me, and she has never been enjoyed by anyone!"

"Ha, I like you, Will!" Zhou Ye smiled even more happily. "I'm very satisfied with your manner of doing things!"

"Your wishes, Master!" Will's mouth also showed a happy smile. A chess piece that was cultivated and intended to be sent to a rich man for his own benefit could be praised by his master, which made him very happy.

"Let's go then, sweetheart!" Zhou Ye grabbed the A4 waist of Ivanova who walked in, and walked out of Will's office. In fact, Zhou Ye gave Ivanova a psychological suggestion before he saw Will, otherwise he might not even be able to enter Will's office. As for Ivanova acting as a spy for Will, Zhou Ye didn't even think about it. After thinking about it, Zhou Ye believes that there are people who can get rid of his psychological cues, but there are no such people in this world, and there are still two or three in the X-Men world.

Watching his master leave the building, Will began to operate on his computer. He wanted to give the master a big surprise. After all, if it was just himself, the master's power would still be too small. One after another spam-like advertisement emails seem to be randomly sent to tens of thousands of mailboxes...

Will came to the bathroom again and looked at the face in the mirror that looked like he was in his forties. He was more determined to gain the trust of his master and get more rewards, and this was the first time.

Chapter 44

Zhou Ye followed Ivanova directly to a private airport on the outskirts of New York City in Will's special show. Of course, with Will's financial resources, he couldn't afford a private jet, but he had those high-quality clients.

On the private plane that Will helped arrange, Zhou Ye came directly to Los Angeles and lived in the villa that Will bought in Beverly Hills.

Not to mention, this villa is still very good. It is close to the mountains and the sea. It is 15 acres in size, which is slightly larger than a standard football field.

Zhou Ye was not polite, he just took this place as his home, took off his clothes and went to play in the open-air swimming pool in front of the villa.

"Boss, Will just called and said that there will be a party here in three days, and I will introduce some people from the upper classes for you!" Ivanova, wearing a bikini, walked to the edge of the pool with the phone and asked Zhou Ye. the meaning of.

"Ask him what he wants!" Zhou Ye lay on his back lazily on the water, and said, "Don't make those false things, just get down to business!"

"Okay Boss!" Ivanova nodded obediently, picked up the phone and started asking questions. After a while, she asked Zhou Ye again: "Will said that those people have an irreplaceable role in the boss's great cause, I hope You can use your abilities to pull them in!"

"Tell Will not to be too high-profile, I don't want to attract the attention of the United States!" Zhou Ye stretched his back and said, "The number cannot exceed ten, let him select the candidates himself!"

"Good boss!" Ivanova continued to play the role of her own microphone.

"Okay, hurry down after calling! Baby!" Zhou Ye raised his hand, indicating that he was waiting for someone to arrive.

"I'm here!" Ivanova put the phone on the beach chair on the side and made a graceful diving action by the pool, diving directly into the water like a dolphin.

"Hey, what a goblin~!" Zhou Ye only felt that a small hand grabbed his swimming trunks, and then gently released his partner, and then his partner entered a warm~ in a warm space.

The furious Zhou Ye pulled the goblin out of the water and pressed it directly on the edge of the pool. He lifted his leg and disarmed Ivanova, aiming... Entering, a trace of blood came out of the pool. , slowly diluted by the pool water and turned pink...

Immediately, a burst of blood-boiled voice sounded...

More than an hour later, Ivanova began to beg for mercy, but Zhou Ye did not pity her, and directly forced her to sacrifice her back gate... In the end, Ivanova fell completely.

Two hours later ————————

Zhou Ye was lying on the beach chair by the pool, Ivanova huddled against Zhou Ye like a lazy kitten. Zhou Ye teased while stroking her smooth hair. "It seems that women of the fighting race are not good either!"

"Ouch!" Like an angry kitten, Ivanova lightly bit Zhou Ye's shoulder, and she stretched out her little snake head charmingly and gently patted the place she just bit...

"Don't play with fire! Woman!" Zhou Ye patted Ivanova's dolphin lightly and warned her, "If I start fighting again, I won't accept surrender!"

"No, boss, I know I'm wrong!" Ivanova rubbed her pink cheeks against Zhou Ye's face like a kitten and said, "I'll cook you Russian food tonight? Boss!"

"Russian food? Is it beef stew with potatoes?" Zhou Ye suddenly remembered this meme and couldn't help sneering.

But obviously Ivanova didn't know the stalk of beef stew in China, but tried hard to justify her motherland: "We have a lot of delicacies there, such as caviar, borscht, Euler. Ji Yi..."

"Okay, I'm joking with you!" Zhou Ye patted her back with a chuckle, and then said, "Can I look forward to the Russian night tonight?"

"Of course!" Ivanova stood up with a smug look on her face, stopped her D+ upper circumference, and twisted her clever little PP Tingting away.

"What a fairy~!" Zhou Ye smiled, cut a top-quality Havana cigar with a cigar cutter, and put it in his mouth. The cigar was brought by Ivanova. According to her, it was a collection given to Will by a client. Will has always been reluctant to smoke it, and now it is cheaper for him. "As expected, it is a top-notch product, mellow and not sweet..."

Watching the afterglow of the setting sun fall on the edge of the pool, Zhou Ye couldn't help sighing, the leisure time always passed quickly...

When the lanterns first came on, Ivanova came to call Zhou Ye for dinner, and the two ate a sumptuous Russian meal together. Not to mention, Ivanova's craftsmanship was pretty good.

When Zhou Ye asked strangely why Ivanova had left Russia since she was a child, but still cooks Russian food, Ivanova said sadly: "When Will took him away from Spy City, I'm eight years old, I remember everything I learned there, and I remember my hometown. But when I came to the United States, I couldn't go back. I was afraid that I would forget my hometown, so I made a for myself when I had nothing. Hometown food!"

"Don't be sad!" Zhou Ye patted Ivanova's shoulder lightly and comforted in a low voice, "I'll accompany you back when I get a chance!"

"Really? Boss, aren't you lying to me?" Ivanova looked at Zhou Ye in surprise and said, "You must know that it is extremely difficult to obtain a visa from the United States to Russia now!"

"We don't need a visa!" Zhou Ye said, if he wants to, he doesn't need a visa to any country. "You should understand my abilities, don't you?"

"Well - I love you, boss!" Ivanova deeply knew the magic of her own boss, and also knew that as long as he didn't provoke him, everything was negotiable. At the same time, she also had in her heart You must not betray Zhou Ye's psychological suggestion, otherwise how could Zhou Ye show his abilities in front of her with confidence?

"I don't like hearing slogans!" Zhou Ye said, blinking his eyes. "I just love watching the action!"

"Dear, you are really a crazy beast, aren't you satisfied in the afternoon?" Ivanova with silky eyebrows gently stroked Zhou Ye's chest with her fingertips...

"What do you think!" Zhou Ye picked up Ivanova and walked to the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa... A battle started again...

Time passed by like this, Ivanova would take Zhou Ye around in Beverly Hills during the day, and from time to time, some stars would be seen appearing, but comparing their performance on the big screen. Zhou Ye can only say that most celebrities in reality are really ugly after they remove their makeup. In the evening, Zhou Ye will enjoy the beauty of Russia~woman's style~love...

Chapter 45

Los Angeles International Airport, VIP Private Terminal——

Marr is an airport worker, and his job isn't to patrol the halls or arrange flights from the tower. Instead, they work for the rich in the VIP private terminal that has just been built at Los Angeles Airport.

He likes his job very much, it's easy, it makes a lot of money, and there are occasional tips. But today he was a little tired.

"Hi, Mal!" A disgusting voice came from his earphones, it was his immediate boss. "A private 747 is about to land on runway 4. Hurry up and coordinate the ground crew and get ready to pick up the plane. This time, it's a big man in Dubai!"

"Yes, yes, I see, head!" Marr replied weakly, he really couldn't understand why the VIP private terminal that used to be deserted in the past, there are so many big people here today, and today is not the Oscar award. The ceremony is not the premiere of a super blockbuster. Heck, seven private jets have landed today, including Boeing's 747, Gulfstream's G550, Bombardier's CRJ-900, and even a French Darfur. Soo's Falcon8X is almost enough to open a private jet expo...

While instructing the ground crew around him to prepare for the pick-up, Marr sorted out his landing records...

A huge Boeing 747 landed slowly on runway 4 with airflow, and then parked next to the private terminal.

Two extended Lincolns drove over, and everyone on the plane got into the Lincoln car after getting off the plane. As for the immigration procedures, naturally the entourage at the back would handle it.

The two extended Lincolns slowly left Los Angeles International Airport under the protection of the front and rear four off-road vehicles and went straight to Beverly Hills.

Beverly Hills, Francis Manor. This manor belongs to a top rich man in a California consortium. The building area alone is two hectares, and the entire manor is twelve hectares in size.

An inconspicuous private car was parked not far from the gate of the manor. In the car sat two casual middle-aged men, who looked like office workers everywhere in Los Angeles.

"Hey, buddy, I didn't realize that this financial broker is so influential. Look, there are quite a few big people here tonight!" A middle-aged man used a small telescope to look at the motorcade that kept driving into the manor. , said to his partner.

"Be careful!" Another middle-aged man who was slightly fatter said: "I don't want to be complained by those guys, you know, even our heads will not be able to eat their complaints.

"Never mind, we're just stalking him anyway!" The thinner middle-aged man said, "Even if Will's file in our bureau is as tall as an adult man, there's nothing we can do about him! "

"Then what can be done?" the fat middle-aged man complained, "He is a guest of the chairman of the budget committee. If you want to have no money to pay next year, you can go and arrest him."