“That’s not necessary. I’m sure you can find out.”
There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone.
Aaron Anderson clenched his hands into fists, and the veins stood out in his fingers.
The voice tried to suppress: “What did you say to her?”
Quinton Richardson is innocent: “I really didn’t say anything. Didn’t you find out? Then you should know that I didn’t do anything. What, did Suzen say anything to you?”
There is a hint of schadenfreude in the tone.
“Dong!”
Suddenly, Aaron Anderson gritted his teeth and punched on the wall.
“Quinton Richardson, I warn you again, it’s best not to let me find out what you did to Su Cen. Otherwise, even if the Qijia did everything, they could not protect you.”
Without waiting for a response, Aaron Anderson hung up.
“Oh, hey.”
Quinton Richardson carelessly played with his mobile phone, cocked his legs, and put them on each other’s desk with their legs folded.
“You also heard the conversation. Why, don’t you believe you can cooperate with me now?”
The man sitting opposite the office looked gloomy. At this time, when he heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed a trace of shrewdness.
This person’s face is feminine, and his brow is mixed with impetuousness.
Who is it if it’s not Fu Huan?
“How do I know if what you said is true or false with this phone call alone?”
With a tut-tut, Quinton Richardson folded his legs on his desk and, under the gaze of the other party, took out a small white ceramic bottle from his pocket.
This special pocket white ceramic bottle looks no different from ordinary bottles.
Fu Huan narrowed his eyes and saw a little different place. He pointed to the bottle, which was engraved with dense Sanskrit. “What words are engraved on it?”
Quinton Richardson took back the bottle with an inscrutable face.
“Xiao Fu’s eyes are always sharp, and he can see the treasures handed down from ancient times in our family at a glance, but this is a secret and cannot be passed down.”
Fu Huan evoked lips: “What nonsense, you just come to my office with such a bottle that you don’t know what to do, and fool me like a fool?”
Quinton Richardson’s face suddenly sank, and he stared at each other with a gloomy look, with a trace of displeasure in his eyes.
“You can satirize me, but you have no right to question the treasures handed down from our family here.”
Quinton Richardson added, “What’s more, as far as I know, most of your rights have been returned to the old man. Why do you stand in front of me and say this?”
Fu Huan was poked to a sore spot and scolded gloomily: “Fuck you!”
Hold out his hand again and want to hit Quinton Richardson, but he was pinned down by the people behind him.
Quinton Richardson came to Fu Huan’s office today, naturally not a person to come over, with several men behind him, are burly bodyguards.
Fu Huan is naturally no match.
Quinton Richardson is very satisfied to see Fu Huan limbs were stout bodyguard control, walked over to lift Fu Huan’s chin.
Wearing glasses, he looked very gentle and scum. Quinton Richardson smiled warmly. “Don’t stare at me so fiercely. I’m not a bad person. You would have died if you wanted to do anything.”
Fu Huan was panting in humiliation, twisting his chin and staring at Quinton Richardson maliciously.
This man is unfathomable, not as simple as he looks at all, especially the smile that has been hanging on his face, which looks more terrible than the devil in hell at this time.