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The next day, Mr. Rong's schedule was very full. In addition, he was angry with Luo Anning last night. His handsome face was so gloomy that no strangers could enter him. He had not seen any signs of melting since the morning.

Today he has a business negotiation with MK Bank, which is related to the future development and territory expansion of Baina International in the British hotel industry, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Xu Zhiyuan had prepared the information needed for the negotiation early, and the meeting was held at Baina's London branch. When Young Master Rong arrived, he discovered that MK's negotiator turned out to be a woman.

Young Master Rong's gloomy face became even colder. Xu Zhiyuan knew that Young Master Rong was angry, so he explained: "Master, she is the daughter of MK, the daughter of Marquis of York Henry, York Roland."

York Roland saw a flash of surprise in his eyes when he saw Young Master Rong coming in. Then he stood up gracefully, extended his hand to him and elegantly introduced himself: "Hello, I am the representative of MK Bank, York Roland."

Snow-white skin, dark brown hair, dark green eyes, and facial features with three-dimensional depth unique to Westerners. It is undeniable that this is a very beautiful face.

The tall figure, wrapped in Chanel's latest suit, fully outlines the graceful and exquisite body, making it extremely sexy.

From her clothes to her behavior and conversation, Roland is an extremely elegant woman. Regardless of her identity, her outstanding appearance alone can bring her a lot of preferential treatment.

Young Master Rong had a handsome face and did not hold the hand she extended. He just nodded: "Rong Yan."

Roland had long known about Mr. Rong, his habits, and his fetish for women, so he didn't take his cold response to heart.

The principals of Baina and MK are all here, and the meeting should officially begin.

Although Mr. Rong is in a bad mood, he has always been invincible in business negotiations, so sharp and severe that he seems like a different person.

His words are sharp and his thinking and logic are extremely active. He often goes straight to the core of the problem and makes the other party willing to surrender, and ultimately achieves the ideal goal and strives for profits for the company.

Faced with Rong Shao's pressing pressure, Yorke Roland retreated step by step. Finally, he was frank about the contract and signed the contract on the spot.

Roland smiled gracefully: "Master Rong, I wish MK and Baina a happy cooperation."

“A pleasure to work with.”

York Roland left the company one step earlier. When she saw the handsome oriental man who came to pick her up at the door of the company, Roland smiled and rushed towards the man, hugged the man, and kissed the man's lips without any scruples.

There was a hint of rejection in the man's eyes, which was fleeting. Although he concealed it very well, it was still caught by Young Master Rong.

With a sneer, Mr. Rong leaned forward and got into the car. Other people's affairs had nothing to do with him.

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A small, remote hotel on the outskirts of London.

In the small, dark room, the doors and windows were closed. In the center of the room, a woman with messy hair was tied to a chair. Her hands and feet could not move, and her mouth was covered with tape.

The woman was born with a beautiful face, somewhere between pure and stunning, and so fair that no flaw could be found.

A pair of sparkling and clear eyes, now filled with a touch of dead silence and dejection that shouldn't belong to her, were so hollow that they were numb.

She has been locked up here for three days. Three days of not eating or drinking, three days of captivity and abuse, made her will disappear.

With a creak, the door opened from the outside in, and a pair of gorgeous high heels came into her sight first.

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