"Oh, an old friend?" Heinz Jones's eyes were narrowed, and he looked unhappy.
Not a beautiful woman?
He dared to say that the woman he liked was not a beauty.
"Ha!"
This man was picky, Heinz Jones thought. In Heinz Jones's eyes, Simon Brown's wife was not pretty at all.
Heinz Jones, who was already unsatisfied, looked at Simon Brown coldly.
Heinz Jones smiled and said, "The person you grabbed is a beautiful woman with long hair. Is she your ex-girlfriend?"
This was a test.
A straightforward test.
Heinz Jones stared at Simon Brown deeply. His eyes were piercing and cold, which made Simon Brown panic for no reason.
Simon Brown felt that Heinz Jones's gaze seemed to be particularly chilly and even a little offensive. It was extremely piercing.
He was a little surprised and said with a smile, "Mr. Jones, if my wife hears this, we will easily get into an argument."
Heinz Jones's eyes were steely. He smiled gently and said, "It seems that she's really your exgirlfriend."
Simon Brown didn't explain.
From Heinz Jones's point of view, this was Simon Brown's silent consent.
His eyes shot daggers at Simon Brown. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Your ex-girlfriend! If you are still close to her, then it's easy for your wife to misunderstand. If you want to make sure that you and your wife are on good terms, you'd better not get involved with your ex-girlfriend."
It was a sarcastic warning.
Simon Brown was stunned and the corner of his mouth twitched. He smiled and said, "You're right, Mr. Jones. Thank you for your reminder."
Heinz Jones glanced at him, and his gaze was frightening.
He turned around and walked toward his car. Lester quickly stepped forward, opened the door, and put his hand on the door in case Heinz Jones accidentally hits his head. "President, please get in the car."
Heinz Jones got into the car gracefully.
Lester closed the car door and returned to the passenger seat.
The driver started the car.
The low mood in the car started as soon as Heinz Jones got on the car. It was so depressing that no one dared to make a sound.
Heinz Jones narrowed his eyes, picked up his mobile phone, swiped at it, and put it back. In the end, he remained silent.
It was so quiet that it was terrifying.
Lester was very worried and had been paying attention to him.
Grace Smith took a public bus back to the newspaper office. As soon as she entered Entertainment Daily, several people looked at her with eager eyes.
"Grace Smith, how did the advertising deal go ?"
Everyone was so excited that they all had different looks on their faces. These people were asking just to watch the fun.
Grace Smith shook her head and said, "It didn't work out."
"It didn't work out?"
Everyone was surprised, and their expressions varied.
"Grace Smith, Director Chen said to see him at his room once you are back," Lilian Ross said at this time.
Grace Smith nodded and said, "I'll go now."
Thinking of her encounters along the way and seeing Lorenzo Chen again, she was afraid that Lorenzo Chen would not treat her kindly.
She didn't even have a sip of water and quickly went to Director Chen's room. She knocked on the door and gained permission to enter.
Lorenzo Chen looked up and saw her here. He immediately said, "How did it go? Did you succeed?"
Grace Smith saw his greedy eyes, looking as if a beast had seen its prey. She was ready to let him down.
"No, Director Chen." Grace Smith replied.
"No?" Lorenzo Chen obviously didn't believe it. "Heinz Jones doesn't agree?"
Grace Smith nodded.
This was not her business in the first place. She went there because she was afraid that Lorenzo Chen would say something. In addition, she wanted to get his DNA.
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