Chapter 806 Unique Influence
My head hurts.
Sitting on the sofa in his living room, Xiangyang rubbed his temples.
Before he could get intoxicated by the tenderness last night, when he woke up this morning, he saw Bea Shaffer coming to complain with dark circles under her eyes and a cold face. It really made him feel a little angry.
It is a very good idea to invite two horse managers to go to Liverpool to watch the Christmas game together.
It's also a good idea to invite two or three friends to help out.
But did you two start a fight?
Who won?
It was fine when I left yesterday.
"Sit down first. Do you want coffee or black tea?" Xiangyang sighed, how could a bowl of water be held flat.
His friendship with Little John didn't last forever.
But when it’s time to appease, you still need to appease.
When asking, Xiangyang looked at Bei Shaffer with a smile and said: "Just make arrangements according to your proposal, and I will cooperate with you."
"This proposal is to let .”
Bea Shaffer had a straight face.
You see, she just said Xiang Yang was partial.
Xiang Yang, who was fishing for law enforcement, was choked and speechless, so he had to cast a look at his wife.
Intuitively, it is appropriate to leave this kind of thing to Liu Qianqian.
Him.
"You two talk first, I'll make a phone call." Xiang Yang, who was about to scold Little John, picked up the mobile phone on the table and prepared to escape.
It's okay that I haven't touched my phone. Once I opened it, there were a lot of unread messages.
They are all ‘new friends’ I just met yesterday.
Don't tell me, Little John's idea can indeed bring out the benefits that the acquisition of Liverpool can bring to Xiangyang.
A top club has a social aspect.
This is obvious.
"What time is it over there in the United States?" After muttering, Xiang Yang walked into the study and was no longer eager to scold Little John for provoking Bea Shaffer.
But I was thinking of calling Musk.
How about letting the four carriages appear together?
While he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, Liu Qianqian in the living room had already begun to comfort the injured and frustrated Bea Shaffer.
“You should let him walk back.”
Liu Qianxi made her attitude clear as soon as she opened her mouth.
She was completely on Bea Shaffer's side. No matter how unhappy the two of them were, it was Little John who got off the bus.
At least, Little John knows some Chinese.
On this point, he should be more modest.
"I'm not from Hermès." Bea Shaffer whispered.
One sentence invisibly revealed her more personal relationship with Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian.
"Wait a minute, let's go buy a car and save you from being angry like this again." Liu Qianqian decided directly, just as she was about to buy some toys and daily necessities for the two new members of the family.
Bi Shaffer hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Although she doesn't like cars as much as Liu Qianqian, at least this is better than Xiang Yang not saying a word.
Tickling the corners of his lips and looking into Liu Qianqian's eyes, Bea Shaffer said quietly: "Actually, I just can't get angry."
Liu Qianqian raised her eyebrows curiously, "What are you so angry about?"
"Xiang always defends him." After the generous admission, Bea Shaffer couldn't help but sigh.
Hearing this, Liu Qianqian bit her lip.
How to resolve this?
During hesitation, there was a sound from the door inside the house, and Xiang Yang, who had sent text messages to both Musk and Macron, came out with a smile on his face.
As soon as I came to the living room, I bumped into this scene.
Liu Qianqian and Bea Shaffer were sitting on the sofa, one on the left and the other on the right. Qiwan and Little Target were still lying in front of them.
These two puppies are really useless
Guide dogs can't do it, and comfort dogs can't do anything at all.
Just know how to cause trouble.
Last night when he was carrying Liu Qianqian to the bedroom, the two little guys made a lot of trouble under his feet and almost tripped him.
"Are you done with the phone call?" Liu Qianqian turned around and stared at Xiangyang.
“What phone number?”
Xiang Yang was stunned. Did he say make a phone call?
It was past eight o'clock in the morning here in China, but it was still dinner time in the United States. He and Musk communicated by sending text messages through WhatsApp.
As for Macron, he was probably sleeping soundly.
Liu Qianqian's eyes widened, you are really...
"Oh, you mean Little John." Xiang Yang reacted, walked over and said with a smile: "Why don't you call him if you have nothing to do? , you too, it’s over if you can’t see him.”
“It’s easy for you to say.” Liu Qianqian commented.
That's Little John, he always hangs around in front of people looking for a sense of presence.
"You don't understand this." Sitting down, Xiang Yang wanted to hold Liu Qianqian's hand directly, but she didn't expect that she directly raised her arms to lift the little target from the ground and put her in her arms.
Okay.
“Are you using me to gain experience again?” Xiangyang complained in his heart speechlessly, and realized that if he didn’t comfort his wife, he would easily offend his wife, so he said to Bixiafu:< br>
"If you're like this, the relationship between you and him is just for work. From now on, business matters will be settled."
"." Bea Shaffer did not respond.
Business is business.
In the end, it’s you who has the final say.
Liu Qianqian was also full of distrust of this statement. Her words sounded very perfunctory, and her originally gentle face became a little colder because of the slight frown on her eyebrows.
"If you don't try, how will you know if what I said is true?" Xiangyang shrugged. He didn't even know how to retaliate. No wonder Little John was so angry that he walked several kilometers and almost couldn't find it. Arrive at the hotel.
Hotel
"I remember, there is no film investment company involved in this charity event, right?" Xiang Yang cleared his throat and hinted.
“No?”
It was Liu Qianqian who had the connection. She immediately understood something, but she was not sure.
"Of course not." Xiangyang smiled slightly and said: "If there is, why don't I invite Mr. Han and Mr. Yu to come and participate."
This charity theme is low-key and pragmatic Activities are really nothing like the entertainment industry. Those who were good at making opinions and joining in the fun did not make any splash at the event.
This is mainly because there are too many big guys at the scene.
After the photos and videos are released, who will care except their fans?
There was no footage of them in "Time and Space" that night, and in the CCTV Financial Channel report the next day, there were no celebrities at all.
The themes and content on TV, as well as discussions on the Internet, almost all revolve around the big theme of caring for people with disabilities when traveling.
So what is Little John here for?
To put it bluntly, at Hermès, he is at best a CEO of a subsidiary branch just joining in the fun.
If you want to say yes, then there must be.
But if you insist on saying no, then it’s just a matter of Xiangyang’s words.
He has said so, and his attitude has made it clear that last night's event has nothing to do with the film investment company. According to this idea, Little John's trip expenses should be paid for at his own expense.
If you want to talk about big money, it would be inappropriate for him to play Little John at the end.
This guy was forced to jump into the Seine.
It is impossible to die, but it is certain that E. coli will exceed the standard.
But it’s a small amount of money.
The less money, the more uncomfortable it will be for the good-looking little John.
"You are a successful person, but you spend a lot of time and effort." Liu Qianqian smiled at Xiang Yang. This move was really damaging and a bit unsightly.
Xiang Yang spread his hands, so he couldn't put it down Little John fired to relieve Bea Shaffer's anger.
Besides, he is limiting the scope.
Don’t let the scope of retaliation expand.
"I'll call the hotel now." Bea Shaffer seemed to have understood Xiangyang's attitude and took out her mobile phone.
I have to say that there is still some reluctance.
It was a little too easy to spare Little John.
But there is one thing Xiang Yang is right about. Small money can often make people like Little John feel the pain from the bottom of his heart.
A CEO of an international luxury brand actually wants to live and eat in a hotel just to show his face?
Isn’t it a shame?
Seeing her on the phone and starting to punish Little John, Xiang Yang poked Liu Qianqian's palm on his side with his finger.
Now, you can finally hold it, right?
“Wait a minute, Bea Shaffer and I will go see the car.” Liu Qianqian, who was not too concerned about watching the excitement, also had a change of mind, and she was ready to double down.
Tell him to bully people casually.
“You really protect your shortcomings.”
Xiang Yang sighed. Considering their friendship over the past few years, all he could do was pray for Little John.
It is not good to offend anyone, but Liu Qianqian.
He didn’t even dare to mess with it.
"Mr. Jean, could you please sign the bill, here it is."
"Okay."
The restaurant is located on a high floor, near the window.
Sitting by the window, Little John seemed to be finishing his breakfast leisurely, overlooking the crowds of people outside under the bright sunshine, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Anna Wintour’s daughter got mad.
This night, he did not appear so at ease.
But nothing happened until now, which made him feel that he was worrying too much.
"Ms. Schaffer, who lives across from me, did you come to dine?" Little John asked with a smile on his face as he signed his room number and signature on the bill coolly, and also generously wrote a tip.
“Didn’t see her coming.” The restaurant manager was responsible for delivering the bill folder to Little John, and he knew the whereabouts of important guests staying in the hotel.
Don’t be surprised, this is not surveillance, but the normal operation of high-end hotels for important guests.
Even Little John prefers iced Americano to black tea in the morning, the red wine served with dinner in the evening must be French, he doesn’t like the mineral water in the gym, and other miscellaneous things, which he knows by heart.
"Oh, okay." Little John nodded.
Not up yet?
"Mr. Jean, can I ask you a favor for something?" the restaurant manager asked after putting away the bill folder handed over by Little John.
"Huh?" Little John raised his head.
"That's right, several employees in our hotel have written a letter of thanks and want to pass it on to Mr. Xiang through you." The manager of the restaurant explained with a smile on his face.
“Oh, of course there is no problem with this.” Little John smiled and said that he would definitely be able to help with this.
He was not surprised that hotels employed people with disabilities in certain positions.
"Why not, if he has a chance to come here in the past two days, it would be better if I call your hotel in advance and they will hand it over in person."
"Thank you very much. "The restaurant manager was also very happy when he heard this.
This foreigner is quite easy to talk to.
“You’re welcome, this is what I should do.”
Little John smiled proudly, he had to tell Xiang Yang about this quickly.
Don’t underestimate such a small gesture.
This is a unique influence.
Thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone.
After the beep, a familiar voice came over.
"Hello, I am Mr. Xiang's personal assistant, Bea Shaffer. He is currently busy and it is inconvenient to answer the phone. If you have anything, please leave a message. I will call back as soon as possible after making inquiries. No inconvenience caused."< br>
Little John blinked and was stunned.
My phone call was forwarded to Bea Shaffer's voicemail?
! ! !
No!
Or is it transferred with a "beep"?
(End of this chapter)