At twelve o'clock in the evening, the Louvre fashion show ended. Bona did not go back to the hotel, but took a plane to Bordeaux overnight. After arriving in Bordeaux, Bona did not stop at all and came to the Castle of Conte. Bona did not dare to slacken any because Michel was waiting for him.

"Mr. Michelle, I am so guilty. I am not worthy of entering Conte Castle again, and I have made you unable to sleep so late. I deserve to die!"

As soon as he walked into Michelle's study, Bona lowered his head and bowed in front of him, because Bona knew that as a person like Michelle, they all paid great attention to health care. Generally, they would ensure their sleep so that they could keep themselves energetic at any time. However, it was already past three in the morning today, and Michelle still did not rest, which means that the situation was very serious and Bona had to treat it with caution.

But I didn't expect that a Chinese man named Zhou Ming and his Beluco company could actually make Michelle pay so much attention. Almost the fashion show in Paris ended, and Michelle called him.

That's right, rather than waiting for Michelle to curse herself, it's better to apologize yourself.

However, it is obvious that Bona's little thought cannot be hidden from Michelle. Michelle poured the cup of coffee he had drunk on Bona's face without saying a word.

"How is it? Are you a little awake now?" asked Michelle. "Many people are immersed in their own fantasies, thinking that their fantasies are the whole world. Don't you think this is a very stupid behavior?"

With just one question, Bona was so scared that he knelt down. He apologized to Michelle in fear and fear, saying that his behavior just now was too naive. He did not want to deceive, and he would never dare to deceive Michelle.

Facing Bona, who was afraid of becoming a trembling little meow in front of him, Michelle just waved his hand casually.

"Enough, I'm waiting for you overnight is not about watching you perform. Let's talk about what's going on in the fashion show first." Michelle asked.

Although Michelle just said this casually, Bona did not dare to hear it casually. He immediately put away his posture just now and told Michelle everything about the fashion show.

"Sir, I really didn't expect this to happen. I didn't expect that Antilles could even take out those strips of cloth to make clothes. I didn't expect that just a splicing design would cause such a big response. I thought that as long as they destroyed the fashion they prepared, we would be sure to win! But I didn't expect..."

Bona tried his best to explain to Michelle, but Michelle didn't listen at all. He was just saying: "Actually, this is what you destroyed his fashion, and he took out something again, which gave him an unparalleled bonus. Perhaps the fashion he originally took out would not have such suppression. Later, you were so stupid that you wanted to seize the booth. You thought it was to get back your face, but you lost even more face."

At the end of the conversation, Michel looked at Bona and asked him, "Do you know why this is?"

Bona subconsciously shook his head and said he didn't know. Michelle reached out and slapped him in the face without hesitation.

Bang!

Michelle shook his hand gently and said, "I ask you, if you want to kill a mosquito, should you just reach out and kill it, or should you use a gun and a dagger, or a cannon?"

"Of course, it's better to reach out and pat it to death. Isn't it unnecessary to use other things?" Bona said.

"That's right, it's just an unnecessary move!"

Michelle suddenly stood up and kicked Bona to the ground with a fierce expression, and suddenly said to him fiercely: "And you have so many things now! You have already gained the advantage, you can hit the mosquito to death with your hand, but you still have to do those things in one go and get the gun and dagger. It looks very powerful, but it is actually very stupid! It also gives him a way out!"

Faced with Michelle's anger, Bona crawled on the ground and did not dare to complain, so he could only listen tremblingly.

However, Michelle's anger suddenly stopped here. He gently sat back on his chair and looked down at Bona, who was still crawling there, and asked him, "So do you know what to do next?"

Bona nodded quickly and replied: "Of course I understand, don't do this too much. Just rely on the channels and other resources I have to control him!"

Michelle frowned: "This is too general, I need to listen to the details."

Michelle's sudden frown almost scared Bona to death. He immediately used his brain to answer: "I will find all the media, whether it is a large domestic media or some tabloids, as long as it is a media participating in a fashion show, I will try my best to prevent them from reporting on Beluco and Zhou Ming, and TV stations and outdoors will also ban them from advertising!"

"In addition, there are major dealers. I will also ask them not to contact Beluco. As long as they cannot promote the lack of orders, as long as we completely ban them, they will never be able to turn over again!" Bona said confidently.

Michelle suddenly smiled: "Yes, this is the right way. We clearly have such advantageous resources, so why do we still have to use those extra brains? So go ahead and do it. It's almost four o'clock now. Generally, newspapers leave the printing factory around 5 a.m., but I don't want to see those bad news for a day. You have to do it as soon as possible."

Michelle's last words made Bona's hair stand up all over his body. As Michelle's confidant, he knew very well Michelle's methods and what would happen if he could not complete the task: before him, there was a professional manager who was crazy about living in the slums and living a life worse than dying, and his wife and children were sold to the drug dealer organization in Colombia, which was even more miserable.

I don't want to follow in this way!

Bona was shouting wildly in his heart, and he immediately said goodbye to Michelle and left Conte Castle.

I was thinking that the newspaper was about to be released in more than an hour. I don’t have to think about it and know that Zhou Ming and the others caused such a sensational impact yesterday. Today, they will definitely be the front-page headlines, so I must find a way to prevent the newspaper from being released.

Now I go back to Michelle to help with the help of the Pangbo family. Bona does not have the courage, so it will be trouble if it angers Michelle.

But what should I do on my own?

Bona felt that he was experiencing the most difficult moment, because it would be fine if he was in Paris now, and he could still visit the editor-in-chief of major newspapers, and maybe he could still ask for a transfer, but now he is still in Bordeaux, and it will take as soon as an hour to fly from Bordeaux to Paris. It was already five o'clock when he arrived in Paris, and there was not enough time at all. What if he was on the phone? I was afraid that others would not listen at all.

Bona sat in the car and pondered. He was riding in a concierge car, isolated from the cab. Bona leaned against the chair. He suddenly heard something and hurriedly raised the window connecting the cab.

"Are you listening to the radio? Amplify the sound a little!" said Bona.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said tentatively: "Is our radio too loud? Let's turn off the small immediately."

Bona immediately refused and said, "No, I asked you to turn the sound louder and let me hear what I had just released!"

Although the driver and bodyguard in the cab did not understand why, they still did as they did. It turned out that the radio was news that the French Ministry of Interior was carrying out rectification, and another bribery official was arrested.

Listening to the news carefully, Bona's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "I have thought of a solution!"

Then Bona closed the car window hard, took out his cell phone and called his assistant in Paris: "I am Bona, you can prepare twenty checks of one million francs for me immediately, and give them to all the editors-in-chiefs of media who attended the fashion show yesterday!"

His assistant was confused: "Boss, what happened, why did you prepare these checks?"

Bona shouted: "Don't ask why, do it for me right away! And it must be delivered before five o'clock, otherwise I won't let you have a good time!"

Bona's yell made a shock over there, and he immediately replied: "Okay, I understand, I'll do it right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Bona didn't even have time to put it down, he called another phone number: "Hello, are you the director of the state television station? I hope you will immediately get all the news about Beruco and Zhou Ming, otherwise you will face the accusation of taking bribes of one million francs, and if you agree to this condition, you will receive a reward of one million francs."

Bona said, his eyes flashing with a very crazy look...

At the same time, in the Conte Castle, Michel sent Bona away, but he still didn't sleep. He just stood on the windowsill and looked at the stars in the night sky.

Behind him, his butler knocked on the door and asked, "Sir, are you still waiting for news from Bona?"

Michelle turned around and said, "Do you think he will succeed? Or do you think I should give him some help. After all, let him spend an hour convincing the media, this task is too difficult."

The butler shook his head and replied: "I don't know, I only know that if you are really worried, you might have to take action. If you don't sell it, it means you are still confident in Bona."

Michelle cleaned his ears: "You're very difficult to say, but that's true. When I recruited him, it was because I saw the wisdom in him. He was a guy who could make people feel at ease and do things."

At this time, the mobile phone that Michelle placed on the desktop rang. The housekeeper helped Michelle to connect, and then handed the phone to Michelle in surprise: "Sir, I think you are right. Bona is indeed a very smart guy. Just now, he called his assistant to prepare twenty checks of one million francs, and they would give them to the editor-in-chief of the main media who attended the fashion show yesterday."

Michelle took the phone and smiled happily: "This guy is really smart. He can actually think of using this method to force the editors to make a choice, 100% accusation or one million francs. I think those editors will make choices that satisfy us."
Chapter completed!