
Smith's reaction made Cadre feel that something was wrong.
“Mr Smith, what are you talking about?” Cadre looked at him feeling strange.
“I asked you, what did you just say? You ... You expel Mr Vincent's wife?” Smith looked at her with wide eyes.
“Ya, why? Does Mr Smith know Vincent's trash?” Cadre asked, there was endless confusion in her eyes.
However, as soon as these words rang out, Mr. Smith suddenly went insane. He grabbed Cadre's collar and shouted wildly: “You mean, Mr. Vincent is already here. Right?”
“Master Smith, it's just useless trash, why are you emotional? “Cadre released Smith's hand and said coldly.
Smith was stunned, looked at Cadre in disbelief, then pointed to her nose and cursed: “You! Toll!”
As soon as the voice sounded, he suddenly turned around and left the venue.
“Master Smith! Mr Smith!” Cadre hurriedly chased after him.
However, the other party ignored him altogether and went straight into the elevator.
“Master, what's wrong? What happened to Mr Smith?” A man came to Cadre and asked in confusion.
“You asked me, I asked who?” Cadre stopped her steps, frowned, thought for a moment and said, “Go and check Vincent for me now, then investigate what his relationship with Mr Smith is, if any info let me know soon!”
“Ya, but sir, our exhibition... Do you want to continue?”
“Continue, of course continue. Even if Mr. Smith leaves, at least the exhibition isn't off right? He's gonna slap his own face? Ask someone to find him and I will stay here to host! Tell her, it's okay, I'll satisfy her if she has any requirements!” Cadre snorted coldly.
“Iya.” The man nodded and ran.
At the same time, the elevator had already reached the first floor.
Jane covered her little face and walked out quickly.
Passersby looking to the side.
Vincent was still standing by the side of the road smoking and waiting.
He stopped the taxi and was waiting for Jane when the young secretary also came.
“How long was it?” Vincent clamped the cigarette in his hand and glanced at Jane, who was walking quickly with her head lowered.
“I met a big customer, we talked a few words, let's go back,” said Jane hurriedly, just to get into the taxi.
But at this moment, Vincent suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled it.
“What do you do?” Jane was a little surprised.
“What's wrong with you?” Vincent looked to the side on Jane's half-closed face..
“nothing?” Jane turned her face away and said confusedly.
”Play your face,” Vincent said solemnly.
“Vincent, quickly get in the car, let's go back.” Jane called quickly.
But before he finished speaking, Vincent pulled him.
Jane is caught off guard and falls into Vincent's arms, the small hand that covers his face also unconsciously reaching for Vincent's collar.
Vincent looked around, his face suddenly pouting.
Surprised to see a very clear and bright red palm trace on Jane's white face.
“Do not see.” Jane hurriedly turned her face to the side, pursing her lips, saying in a low voice: “I've already rejected Cadre's request, I probably won't be in contact with her in the future. No more talking, let's go!”
Looking at Jane's face, the young secretary was very distressed and almost cried.
Vincent stood outside the taxi, staring half-Jane in silence, never coming in.
“Vincent, you are still not in the car?” Jane yells.
“You're back first.” Vincent smiled and said,
“I will go to the drugstore to buy you a spread, later it can swell.”
“Really?” Jane was so frightened that her face was pale. If his face is swollen like a pig's head, how can he meet people, he hurriedly said: “then you quickly go and quickly return, remember, buy the fastest and most effective puffiness medicine, you will quickly and effectively, understand?”
“Good.” Vincent nodded.
The taxi drove away.
Vincent stared at the departing car faintly, his expression gradually becoming gloomy.
He didn't know what was going on, he understood it must have something to do with Cadre...
At present...
dididd, didididd...
Phone vibrates.
Vincent picked up the phone and pressed the call button.
“Teacher, how are you?” There was a pleasant female voice on the phone, which was exactly Anna's voice.
“i'm still here, but my wife has a problem, she's out crying, there's a slap in her face. I think it's possible Cadre did it. “Vincent says flatly.
“How can this be? This guy named Cadre is very unethical. Even he hit the meek woman, he was simply not worthy of being called a man!” exclaim Anna.
“Oke, Anna, I have to go to deal with this matter, if you have no business, I turn it off first,” Vincent said coldly.
“Please wait, Master, Smith wants your phone, but he doesn't dare to call you, so he asks if he can ask for your number and call you?” Anna asked carefully.
Vincent hesitated, saying lightly: ”I just got off the exhibition hall, so there is no need to call, have him come to me. I'm wearing a black suit and holding the phone.”
“OK, teacher, please wait a moment, I'll have Smith come to you soon.” Anna said excitedly, hanging up the phone.
After about a few minutes, the bule Smith rushed out of the hotel door.
A few people from Cadre followed behind him.
Vincent loses his mind, walks into the phone booth next to him, picks up a silver needle, stabs his neck, changes his face, then waits by the side of the road.
Smith found it immediately and immediately ran.
“Excuse me, are you a Bermoth Teacher?” Smith asked with great enthusiasm and respect.
“This is me.” Vincent nodded.
“Good, Bermoth Teacher, lucky to meet you.” With tears in his eyes, Smith saw the appearance of a great man, he wanted to extend a hand and shake hands with Vincent.
But Vincent did not raise his hand, asking: “What kind of exhibition is this, you opened it?”
“Yes... Yep.. Master Bermoth, I roughly understand what happened. Don't worry, I'll give you a satisfactory answer,” Smith said hurriedly.
“No matter what the answer is, I just want to know who hit my wife,” Vincent said calmly.
As soon as he said this, Smith's breath trembled, panic flashed across his face, and an atmosphere of silence.