Amy had an independent office designed in simple black, white and gray.
'Since I became Mr. Shi's assistant, I found that I needed to learn a lot, especially how to deal with people.
The way their Shi family dealt with people was all brain and fists. When did they have to rely on the expression on their faces and this mouth?'
Looking at the books on the table, Amy felt it troublesome. She frowned and didn't say anything. She crossed her arms and sat on the chair like a piece of wood.
'I thought it was the best to let Lena be Mr. Shi's assistant. Compared with me, Lena was fond of laughing and talking, so I should be the bodyguard.
But at that time, the boss chose someone between the two of us to go to the Spring City. He said that Lena was a little lively and good. I really didn't understand why. Being a bodyguard was not a girlfriend.'
However, what she didn't know was that the same idea had been made by John, in case that Noah would still love Nina.
Worried, Amy finally reached out for a book. When she just turned a page, her phone rang.
"Mr. Shi."
"Tell me what you haven't finished."
"Yes, sir. We will meet with Tim at half past seven this Sunday evening in the Silverhall Nightclub." Amy sat straight.
"I have to go abroad for three days on Sunday. Postpone it or in fix it in adv
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However, the scene was chaotic. The bunny girl was singing with a microphone in her hand. The song she was singing was quiet and gentle. The flirtations on the sofa stopped after someone came in.
The man sitting in the middle of the sofa was smoking, and the women in bold clothes were sitting on both sides, either massaging his shoulders or massaging his legs.
The man breathed out smoke rings in a relaxed manner, and his big hands moved on the woman's thighs. With a "Clap", he slapped her, which made the woman shouted shyly and directly go into his arms.
He was no other than Tim. He had stubble under his chin and a very serious face. He looked like a tiger that could open its bloody mouth and bite people at any time.
"John." Tim called his name directly and pushed the women in his arm away, "Get out of here, all of you!"
Then he pointed at the bunny girl who was singing, "You stay and continue singing. I'll reward you."
The two men, who had just finished flirtations, each held the woman in their arms. "Master Tim asked others to leave. You don't have to."
In an instant, there were only three women left in the room.
With a condescending look on his face, John called out directly, "Tim."
It seemed that only the two of them dared to call each other's name directly.
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