Chapter 229: Hooking up with this job...

Lawyer Chris An did not think that Michelle's gaze was magical. He didn't know that Michelle had used her habitual stolen gaze to evaluate that Chris was the most valuable and not worth it...

When Chrisian asked curiously, Michelle approached naturally, and her attitude was natural, as if she just wanted to talk to the other party. As she walked, she came to Chrisian and gently bumped her shoulders, knocking the female assistant beside Chrisian two steps away. Then, her little hand had successfully touched the other party's sleeve...the cufflinks on it.

Mixue'er herself has a simple and innocent silly. She always cares about her head and tail in her work, and has always had no taboos in her heart. The other party's identity as a lawyer did not make her fear and despicable. If she plays a young girl next door who is not scheming and lacks intent, she will definitely be the true character. And this true character immediately distances Mixue'er from the pretentious and beautiful models around her who are good at showing off.

Chris An did not blame Michelle for squeezing to him. At this time, he did not notice that his assistant was savagely knocked away by Michelle... Of course, even if he noticed him, he didn't care. He took Michelle's hand and talked endlessly about the playground in Paris.

"You are from London. I used to go to London. I have a client from London. Where do you live in London? ... Unlike London, Paris is a typical consumer city, an absolute enjoyable city. You want to find entertainment in Paris, haha, Paris is full of entertainment, let alone the Louvre, the Palace of Fontainebleau, and Notre Dame de Paris, the Eiffel Tower, and the Pompidou Exhibition Hall.

There are all kinds of delicacies, various singing and dancing performances, and various luxury goods stores here.”

Chrisian does not need to look at other people's faces here. He is a barrister and a legal counsel for the company. Now that the company wants to please investors, he does not need to please anyone. Now he has met with the representative of the acquirer. He is interested in a member of the acquirer's team... and does not need to seek opinions from others, or even the expression of the other leader. While everyone has not reacted, Chrisian grabbed Michelle, who is obviously careless, nodded to the people around him to show his withdrawal. Then he quickly took Michelle's hand and walked to a place with few people, and began to continue the topic just now.

However, whether the company can be acquired depends on the fate of the other big shots present, so Wu Xiyue and others were crowded with people around them in the following banquet. Each big shot looked for an opportunity to pull the group members alone, dodging, and indifferently asking about their intentions - only An Feng and Mixue'er were ignored.

Yes, An Feng and Mi Xueer are just auxiliary staff and logistics personnel of the group. Such people cannot participate in the secrets. The big shots even speculated privately: Look at these two people with stupid looks, even if the group of financial experts said the secrets, I'm afraid these two people won't understand.

So, there were fewer people who were inquiring around An Feng and Mi Xueer. Mi Xueer was occupied by a lawyer. The two began to talk about food, drink and entertainment in Paris. Around An Feng... In terms of appearance and appearance, An Feng should be the best among these men, but even the models ignored him. The target of these people was their future financial support. For An Feng, a poor boy who was doing odd jobs, no matter how outstanding his appearance, he was just an embroidered pillow in the eyes of female models.

In theory, An Feng should indeed go to the gate court to attend the party. There are some middle-level officials, as well as small shareholders and micro shareholders with a small shareholding ratio, but he insists on lingering by the swimming pool and not leaving. He seems to be attracted by beauty and always wants to hook up a model so that he will not be empty in bed tonight. This kind of slutty behavior has received warning gazes from many big names, and of course, the female models rolled their eyes... But An Feng seems to have been defeated and fought repeatedly.

Michelle only held it for a while and revealed her true nature as a foodie. When Chrisan was talking about the warmth, Michelle made a stop gesture. She happily pointed to the table where the drinks, fruits and pastries were placed: "Are you thirsty? I'll help you with that drink, what fruit do you like, do you want some snacks?"

After Mixue'er asked the question, she never cared about other people's answers and did not expect an answer. In fact, no matter what questions she asked, she didn't want to know what the other party thought. She just did it according to her own ideas. Lawyer Chris An was a little serious, tilted her head and recalled her hobbies a little, ready to tell her choice. Mixue'er walked towards the dining table without hesitation, lowered her head and chose her food on the dining table.

At this time, An Feng finally succeeded. He successfully met with a Uruguayan female model and kept talking to the other party in fluent Uruguayan language. The female model was the ex-Uruguayan lady. She was probably confident that she had excellent hardware, so she pretended to be cold and arrogant and disdained to get too close to the big guy. She sat by the swimming pool and chatted with her female companion. After being inserted by An Feng in the middle, she guided the other party to accompany her in a few words, and walked towards the long dining table where food and champagne were placed.

Michelle was happily choosing food at the dining table, and kept turning around to show her choice to Lawyer Chrisian. At this time, several female models had originally walked up to Lawyer Chrisian to pick up a conversation, but Lawyer Chrisian's attention was all on Michelle. He waved his hands at the female models, and then waved his head to Michelle - this was Michelle who was forking an orange petal with a fork to show it to Chrisian. Chrisian smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't like oranges.

This is probably a story of emotion. Yes, right?

Michelle kept squeezing all kinds of fruits. If Lawyer Chris An didn't like it, she put the fruit into her bright red lips and swallowed it quickly. Lawyer Chris An was so obsessed with his eyes that he had to make a choice. He only had Michelle in his eyes. He didn't pay attention to the coming and going of other people at the dining table, nor did he pay attention to the fact that when An Feng and Michelle were intertwined, a few small things had been quietly transferred to An Feng's palm.

At this time, An Feng acted like a young boy who loved women, impulsive and uncontrollable. He picked up a tray attentively and took care of his Uruguayan lady. With the tray to cover him, he hid his hands, and then he kept picking fruits and food like Mixuer, showing it to the female model around him to watch and ask for the other party's opinions.

"Oh, I don't like this, I don't like this either, so, this is not..." An Feng's mumbling was not actually for the female model opposite him, but for Mixueer.

In essence, An Feng is also a thief, and he is a thief with extremely skillful means - otherwise, he would not have grabbed Mixue'er like lightning and reached into his chest, ready to steal his wallet.

The two thieves communicated under the fruit tray. Both of them moved their hands very quickly. When they flipped and connected their hands, small things came and went from Mixueer and An Feng, but the expressions on the faces of the two people were of no relation to the items they were conveying. Their attention seemed to be on the food on the dining table.

"What do you need? Explain it clearly?" Mixueer pouted her red and beautiful mouth and complained. This sentence was also said to An Feng, but Chris An in the distance was a little embarrassed. When Mixueer picked up an orange petal again, he nodded gently and said that he liked oranges.

At this time, An Feng bowed, as if he was leaning over to reach a certain piece of food in the table, but with his hand, Mixueer felt something hit her, and a strange female voice came from her ear, returning to her question just now: "What we are looking for is an electronic lock unlocker, or an electronic memory card, which stores a password calculation formula and an 8-digit password string.

An 8-digit password is almost impossible to crack with manual cracking, and it takes too long, so we need you to find that password key.

According to speculation, this password memory can be disguised as cufflinks, tie clips, and lighters... and other small items that can be taken off at any time and worn on his body at any time. He will not put the things in his wallet because it is not in a habit to take out the wallet when no one opens the door. So, Mixueer, don't pay attention to the other party's wallet, and find opportunities to find similar items on the other party.

Oh, the gem cuffs you just brought are very good, but the gem cuffs you brought are not our target. He should have six cuffs on his body. You take them all off and let Carlson test them...

Mixue'er's ear canal has been implanted with ear canal headphones, but because Mixue'er has not gained everyone's trust, no one told her that the ear canal headphones exist, and the headphones have never been turned on. Of course, people don't trust her because they are not worried that the other party may be a traitor or a double-faced spy. What everyone is worried about is that Mixue'er is not light or heavy, and doesn't know what to say and should not say, and may expose everyone's secrets without realizing it.

At this stage of the matter, the short language communication can no longer explain the situation, so An Feng just popped up... Turn on the password lock of the ear canal headphones, and Mi Xueer's ear canal headphones were turned on. The fat woman who had been monitoring the progress of the matter was inserted in time and began to explain to the other party the goal of everyone's trip.

At this time, Mrs. Julian Samiere left the fourth floor of the law firm. She had a spider brooch on her collar, which was given to her by Odney. On the spider brooch, two black gem eyes with the tip of the needle, clearly transmitted the scene on the fourth floor to the fat woman's computer screen while Mrs. Samiere was walking around.

The fat girl threw away Michelle and began to stare at Mrs. Samiere intently. She watched Mrs. Samiere walk to the elevator, use the employee card to open the elevator button, and then lift the panel of the elevator button like opening a door, revealing the password digital disk below.

Mrs. Samiere took out her cell phone, pressed the number keys on it, and began to calculate the exact password for the day. Then, she pressed the numbers one by one according to the screen display and entered a sixteen-digit clock password...

Odney had already put on the banquet costume. He stood beside the fat woman tidying up his tie and checking his personal belongings. Seeing Mrs. Samiere's movements, he asked the fat woman staring at the computer screen: "This lady's cell phone..., do we need to change it?"

The fat woman stared at the screen and nodded gently: "Yes, the encrypted document is stored in her mobile phone. The set of passwords she entered are changed at any time according to time. This morning, I saw her enter the unlocked password, and it was also calculated in this way. So there must be a password calculation formula stored in her mobile phone. This thing is just by copying her phone card, and we can't steal the password formula."

Calculate the correct password based on the unlocking time. This kind of password lock is generally called "time lock". Similarly, there is its own clock in a password lock, and it hides a calculation formula, and its password changes at any time. The time when entering the password is the key to opening the password lock. This time data is converted into a set of sixteen-digit numbers through a complex formula. If the input number does not correspond to the input time through the calculation formula, the password lock will be locked immediately and the corresponding alarm program or corresponding trap will be started.

At this time, Mixue'er was already holding the plate with one hand and two wine glasses with the other, swaying towards Chris An Anfeng could no longer hold it in. He ignored the slightest and tactful battle. With the help of Mixue'er's cover, An Feng walked towards Chris An's female assistant and left the female model he had just shown attentiveness. The latter was looking at An Feng with annoyance and reluctance.

The female assistant close to Chris An is to get close to Chris An.

The Lord Barrister couldn't stay at this banquet for a long time. He was about to leave midway and instead attended a group meal held by the law firm. The helicopter that Chris An was also parked on the country club's apron, and the landing gear of the helicopter was not fixed, which meant that the plane would fly away at any time.

Perhaps, according to time, it was time for Christian to leave at this time, Odney was ready to go to the appointment, and Mrs. Samiere had turned on the safety alarm in the corridor of the law firm.

Among these three, Madame Samiere is closest to the venue, and Odney is in the middle... He has to travel half of Paris to reach the meeting place in the eastern suburbs of Paris, while Christian has to walk a longer way, so he should have left. However, the lawyer was attracted by Michelle. He was nostalgic in this club, hoping to find an opportunity to leave Michelle to hook up in private afterwards.

When Michelle walked to the barrister with a fruit plate, the barrister's female assistant came close to Chrisian's ear. She looked at Michelle who was approaching and whispered: "Your Excellency, it seems that it is not in accordance with the convention when private contact with the other party's negotiating team members."

Chris An watched Michelle approach with an admiring smile on her face, and her words were filled with coldness: "Don't worry, I think the other party's business manager also had the same concern. He was worried that his team members would disclose the negotiation secrets after they contacted me... Haha, there was a war between men and women. Either she seduced me or I seduced her. Do you think I would reveal my professional secrets to a little girl?"

When the female assistant saw Mixue'er approaching, she straightened up in satisfaction and quietly took a step back with no expression on her face. She was gloating in her stomach and laughed.

In the blink of an eye, An Feng approached the other party with a tray in his hand. He smiled at the female assistant and greeted him diligently: "Come and eat something. I have brought three kinds of fruits. I don't know which one you like... I think you must not like drinking."

An Feng spoke very well, as if he was an old friend of the other party for many years. The female assistant rolled his eyes. At this time, An Feng had already walked to the female assistant. His plate was not stretched out, and he was tightly held in front of his chest. The two were separated by a plate, plus a fist. The female assistant subconsciously took two steps back to the distance from the other party. In response to the female assistant's resistance, An Feng's reaction was naturally around the other party. The two stood side by side. Only then did An Feng stretch out the tray, stretched it to the other party's chest, and kept indicating the other party's choice with his eyes.

Standing side by side with the other party is actually a psychological hint, implying that the other party is the same position, we are comrades-in-arms, and we are in the same group. The action of holding up the tray and blocking the other party's chest strengthens this hint, and also declares his sovereignty to others - this action almost puts the female assistant in her arms.

This movement was a bit awkward. He needed to turn his body sideways and approach the other party, turn his wrist over and hold the plate up. His body was a little twisted. The female assistant was just in love, gently pinched the fork on the tray and forked an apple... When the other party started, An Feng's subsequent movement came.

The other party's acceptance showed a kind of tolerance. An Feng's face immediately showed a hint of pain and discomfort. He twisted his body, adjusted his wrist, and his body became straight. Now An Feng stood on the side of the female assistant, his body was ninety degrees away from the female assistant, and the tray was still standing beside the two of them, while the other empty hand was resting on the female assistant's shoulder as if nothing had happened. Now, An Feng really held the female assistant.

The female assistant allowed An Feng to change his movements because she felt that the other party's movement had just been twisted. This movement was not only uncomfortable, but also uncomfortable when he looked at it, but the other party's boldness in the subsequent movements scared the female assistant. She was about to scold or refuse, but when she opened her mouth, she found that the apple was still chewing in her mouth. She swallowed the apple desperately, preparing to free her mouth.

At this time, An Feng pressed his hand on the other party's shoulder and gently pressed it, half pushing and half guiding, hugging the other party and taking a few steps back. When the other party swallowed the apple in his mouth, he opened his mouth to say something. An Feng leaned over and pecked the other party's lips quickly, and then smiled and said, "It smells like an apple, very sweet."

This sentence blocked back what the female assistant wanted to say. The adjusted thoughts in her mind organized the language, and her eyes swept the situation around her... Well, everyone is in a state of drowsy and dreams, so I can relax for a moment. Oh, since the other party is so gentle and expresses admiration so explicitly, what I was going to say was a bit rough and a bit ruined. If you want to have some soft and hard words, neither arrogant nor humble words.

Unfortunately, if the IQ competition is competing, the female assistant is far from being an opponent of An Feng. Before the female assistant could come up with the words, An Feng raised the tray, and instigated with a gentle tone: "Another piece, often smells of orange.
Chapter completed!