Early the next morning, Mr. Igor's wife woke up from the bed. The moment she opened her eyes, there was no movement, but she stared blankly at the ceiling. It wasn't until about three minutes before she had something wrong. What's wrong is not that she was violated, but that she was not violated. When her husband brought the young man back last night, she knew what would happen, but this time she did not struggle as much as last time.

She got up from the bed and checked her clothes, and it was a little strange that she hadn't been violated in any way. She knew her husband. It was a devil with black hairs. He actually found a tramp to invade her, and watched it with pleasure.

She hated him, but she didn't show it because she and the children needed the home and all the expenses. She looked at the bedroom. It was no different than before. She had checked every corner of the house, exactly the same as last night. The only difference is that her husband and that handsome young man are gone.

She sat on the sand, staring intently at the TV that wasn't turned on. After a while, she took a little money out of the drawer and left the door, carrying the cloth pocket for vegetables. She also has to prepare lunch for the children, and by the way pick them up, she doesn't have that much time.

She closed the door calmly, glanced at the car disappearing at the door, and smiled slightly.

Today is the weekend, and his husband will not go anywhere!

No, he went out and turned around, but didn't come back.

She may not know that her husband has been buried in a wasteland more than a hundred kilometers away, but this may not mean anything to her. Life is always so helpless, and anyone who needs it must go down.

Everything was so peaceful, just like every day before, her husband died of the unfortunate culprit, but ushered in a woman he did not want to see-Nasha.

"I can see that you like this girl very much, is it because she is beautiful?", Nasha's gaze was aggressive and she wandered around Dove constantly. Her attention was always focused on a few special things. The part, from time to time, seems to be questioning Du Lin ’s aesthetics, "It is indeed a beautiful girl, but she looks a bit small. In addition, I ask you if you like this girl who is not very fertile. ? "

"You are not big!" Du Lin smiled back and said that the lethality of this sentence was still very amazing. Miss Nasha's secretary sat down with her head down, and she touched her glasses legs from time to time. Hide in a place where others cannot see.

She swears that there must be something between the two, otherwise Dulin would not have been able to tell some facts about Miss Nasha.

Nasha's face was slightly reddish. She gave Du Lin a white look, held a tray of coffee with her legs crossed, took a few sips of coffee, then put the coffee and the saucer back without expression, "You It's so rude, how can this be said? "

Du Lin wasn't upset at all. "I'm just telling a fact, nothing else, and I don't think I offend your counterpart. On the contrary, it is you who is rude, Miss Nasha. You broke into my office and commented on my steward and secretary. Is this a style unique to the Georges? "

Nasha seemed to be very provocative about Dooling, and although she has never won it once, she is still happy.

The main reason for coming to Otis this time is that both John and his father have shown what is called "TV tape". To put it plainly, these tapes are durinxing. These tapes convey information through sound and pictures, which is easier for readers to understand what they need to understand than for newspaper readers, and it is easier to reach the hearts of the people. After all, those living politicians or actors are alive as if watching a different movie, and the audience is certainly impressed.

What surprised Mr. John even more was that when the middle-class housewives started to gather together to discuss the content of those sitcoms, he realized the magic of this thing. He asked his son, Nasha's father, to start a tape company belonging to the George family, and sent Nasha to Otis, hoping that she would buy his company from Doolin.

This is how the industry trust works. Money is meaningless to John, who is already in bed. What he needs now is greater political influence. He could see that the guy named Dulin was indeed a talent, who could unexpectedly use this method to turn the news in the newspaper into a picture, and then spread it to millions of households, and silently affect the Empire Middle-to-high class.

Yes, in his opinion, newspapers with images, as long as the newspaper industry belongs to his sphere of influence.

That's why Nasa is here.

"Sell or sell? What company of Empire Star? I'll give you a number you can't imagine." Nasha was a little proud when she spoke, it was definitely an amazing number, when she heard it herself All were taken aback. She really wanted to see something she wanted to see from Du Lin's face, but unfortunately, this guy was like he was in Ilian last time. He didn't have any surprises or anger and was always smiling and half dead.

Du Lin slowly took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. The smoke of the cigarette soared between the two people, as if the sight was blocked by these transparent smoke, and even the other person's eyes could not really see.

"What do you think of Otis?" Durin asked suddenly, this question caught Nasha a little bit by surprise, and she nodded subconsciously.

"It looks shabby here, but it's not bad. There are construction sites everywhere, which means that it will soon be renewed." Nasha was telling the truth.

She has been to a prosperous place, and also to a small border town like Tenell. It is not so good here, but it gives a surging illusion that the city seems to be alive and viable. Now this vitality is expanding and exploding!

Du Lin is still happy to deal with Nasha. He pointed his fingers with a cigarette outside. "Are you interested in investing in some projects? For our friends, I can give you some suggestions to ensure that you can Make a lot of money. "

Nasha froze, and then muttered, "Hey, hey, I mean whether you want to sell that media company, not to invest here."

Du Lin laughed a few times and shook his head. "For me, the Star of the Empire is like a feature agency for your George family. Would you like to sell a special agency for your family? If you want, I can spend money. Buy it, buy it with a number you can't imagine. "

He is not a liar. If John intends to sell him three syndicate syndicates, Doolin can immediately raise funds from all sides that can shake the Empire's economy to acquire John's property. Countless people are staring at his three special features agencies and his position in the newspaper industry. If he is willing to sell, many people will crowd out and give the money to Du Lin for disposal, and in return only need to give them a certain share.

Perhaps tens of millions are already an astronomical figure in the eyes of ordinary people, but Du Lin believes that he must collect at least 100 million yuan of funds.

Nasha didn't fight Durin this time, but was silent. She knew that it was impossible, whether it was her grandfather, her father or her, no matter who was in power, it was impossible to sell any property in the family, not even others to buy shares.

Du Lin rejected her and rejected her again, which made her a little bit frustrated. "Don't you really want to cooperate with the family? Now is a good opportunity, why should you give up? Do you know that we have established a media company, We can do the same as you do ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and it will do better than you. Now your company is worth a little bit of money, but after our company starts to operate, maybe your Empire Star Media company will A penny is not worth it! "

This time, Nasha said the full name of Durin's company. As the first person of the third generation of the George family, she has to accept a large number of courses and auxiliary courses, whether it is knowledge or not, whether she is willing or not. , Or management. It is impossible for her to forget the purpose of her trip. She just said that she was deliberately mad at Du Lin.

Du Lin sneered after hearing this, and stood up. He walked over to the window and turned to face the room, pressing his hands on the edge of the window, slightly raising his chin. The noon outside the room was very hot, like a ray of light falling from the sky on his body, and the whole person was absorbed in the light. With a sense of pride and self-confidence, and a touch of contempt, he said softly: "In the field of newspapers, I admit that the George family is well deserved. But in the field of television tape, no one can afford it Have a good time, here, I am the amazing king! "

"Nasha, I advise you and hope that you can bring the words to Mr. John. It is still too late to withdraw the capital. If the investment is too large, it may be difficult to give up at that time!" He raised his hand and took a cigarette Then it spit out, billowing smoke rushing towards the face, "By the way, the reason why the Georges were able to become a trust in the newspaper industry was because Mr. John was born a few years before me."

When Dooling spoke, Nasha was lost for a moment.

She seemed to see her grandfather, and even if she was lying sick on the bed with a sick look, there was a word of pride and confidence that supported him.

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