Strange to say, after 12 noon, Otto recovered on time.

Suddenly the stomach doesn't hurt, although the body still has no strength, but at least this thing is temporarily stopped.

Out of the suburban villa, a brand new Audi RS7 pulls up in front of him.

Guard Sherry holding sword fist: "Little Lord, all arranged."

Otto stood up straight and took a look at the car: "This little master is now low-key, in order to pretend to force the effect of the face, to reduce the identity, pretend to be an ordinary diaosi." So that the effect can be full after the fake. Change the car and keep it as low profile as possible."

Sherry said, "Yes."

In a few minutes.

Otto looked at the car in front of him, rubbed his chin, and fell into deep thought.

"Sherry."

"Little Lord."

"Is this the car you found for Little Lord?"

"Yes."

Otto was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

Is the car in front of you a car? That's a tractor!

And it's a beat-up diesel tractor.

"This thing..."

Sherry said: "Little Lord, this is a harvest brand tractor, diesel engine, dynamic." Low-key, simple, rustic and unclassy, just fit the requirements of the little Lord."

Otto looked at Sherry: "You are really brainless, change another car."

"No more."

"No more? Little Lord, time is too late, you have a full schedule today, there is not enough time to delay."

Otto angry half dead: "OK, let it, anyway... It's just a means of transportation."

"Please start the car yourself!"

"This is... How do you start it?"

"You stick the crank in the engine hole, and you shake the crank until the tractor is banging and about to jump."

Otto, with a grim face, began to start the hand tractor.

Otto has never shaken this thing, only knows how to use brute force, next to Sherry on-site guidance:

"The little master needs to keep working hard and not stop."

"Little Lord hold on a little longer, it will soon!"

"The little Lord's arm needs to swing vigorously, so we should go all out at this time, and be sure not to hold back any more."

"Little Lord is really from heaven, little Lord or I come."

Otto sat on the tractor, shaking his guts out of his mouth.

"Where did you get this shit?"

The noise of the engine was so loud that the two men could only shout.

Sherry shouted: "From a farmer's hand, bought at a low price of 90,000 yuan."

Otto shouted, "Ninety thousand for this shit?"

Sherry shouted: "Little Lord calm down, it is going to rain."

Otto shouted, "Where's the soft-top switch?"

Sherry shouted: "Less Lord think more, this is a tractor, no top, hard and soft are not."

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Otto was completely angry: "What if it's going to rain now?"

Sherry shouted: "Little Lord, the subordinates have a plan."

'Say it!

"Hold on."

Otto was furious: "Damn, it's only a little drizzle, how far is it from the city?" If it were just the rain of stars, it wouldn't matter."

As soon as Otto spoke, a thunder burst, the rain poured down, and the two people instantly became drowned.

At this time, Otto was wet and cold from the rain.

The vibration of the tractor made his insides jerk out of position, and his already uncomfortable stomach felt even worse.

With both hands on the steering wheel, shaking like a sieve, Otto's face was sad and angry:

"Damn it! I don't believe that bad luck has no end since yesterday!"

Sherry apologizes: "Please don't crow!"

"Afraid of chicken feathers! Is there anything worse than this?"

"Little Lord, please be careful there is a cesspool ahead!"

"Wha! ?"

"Little Lord, Sherry go first!"

"What... Fuck!"

Boom --!

Otto fell into a cesspool and was so sick that he vomited.

Sherry shouted from the shore: "Little Lord, please get out of the pit as soon as possible!"

Otto shouted: "Help, my leg is under the weight of this stupid tractor!"

"Little master, the tractor is not valuable, can be discarded, little master 10,000 gold body, how can it stay in the cesspit for a long time?" Please make a decision as soon as possible!"

"I said my leg was pinned down! Move it!"

"Little Lord, the subordinates respectfully ask Little Lord to come out of the pit!"

"The tractor! Shit! It's on my leg! Move it! Move!"

Sherry embarrassedly said, "Why didn't you say so early?"

"Move!

"You could have told me sooner!"

'Move it!

"Why didn't you say so?"

...

Fyren took a good nap.

When I wake up, I start thinking about life.

We can't just eat and die, can we?

Now they can't escape, can only stay to find a way to deal with the plot after.

To cope with such a complex plot, we must ensure that we have a good mental outlook, abundant physical strength and vigorous energy, and a positive and sunny attitude.

So, hey, enjoy the glory and wealth, it is imperative!

Chloe followed him.

Two waiters pushed open the double doors of the cloakroom.

The bloody capitalists, really rich people's happiness, you can not imagine ah!

The cloakroom is ten meters deep.

On both sides, all the way up to the roof, were exquisite cabinets.

The waiter opened the left, which was full of all kinds of high-end clothing, according to the season classification, placed, hung neatly.

The row on the right opened, and it was full of all kinds of fancy shoes. Leather shoes, sneakers, casual shoes, beach shoes...

Inside a cabinet, there are hundreds of high-end watches, which are even more luxurious than those in high-end watch shops.

Inside a cabinet, placed all kinds of accessories, suit cuffs, brand-name belts, solid gold rings, high-end sunglasses...

Fyren took one look and told Chloe, "Donate all your clothes and shoes."

"All of it?"

"All of them."

Fyren said, "Tell my stylist immediately that starting today, Ben is going to change his style and not be flashy anymore."

"Fyren, what style do you want?"

"Serious aristocratic dress, the kind of British style of business elites, that is, have seen 007?" The nice suits, the Italian shoes, the designer watches, the white shirts."

"Got it. I'll talk to the design team."

"Help me pick out some cars."

"What sports car does Fyren want?

"No sports car, just a sedan, an SUV. Change the commercial vehicle to a pure black, upscale. Cars and SUVs need to be low-key and more sedate."

"Understood."

"Then buy me a new villa, closer to home, decorated with some artistic taste, don't give people a kind of dirt rich, in addition to money can see nothing else."

"Yes."

Fyren is pleased: "Speed arrangement, as soon as possible implementation."

"Yes."

Zaring laughed: "Master Fyren, are you..."

"Zaring, call me Fyren. Master Fyren is a family name, I don't like it, I am a business person, call me Fyren."

"Yes, Fyren."

Zaring is a bit of a daredevil, but he is actually very clever and has a very fast brain.

Of course, also points in what way, nothing else, flattery Fyren, he is definitely a high level.

The main image is a loyal henchman, walking is brainless style.

Of course, if it were, Fyren would have told him to go.

You don't have anything and you want to play henchman in front of big money? Is it your turn?

Things are almost arranged, Fyren said: "Back to the group, today's meeting."

Sitting in the car, Fyren holds the champagne and feels good.

More than two million commercial vehicles, the main is the boss chair comfortable, comfortable.

Crossing his legs, sipping champagne and looking across at Chloe, Fyren was content.

Chloe today, in accordance with her own rules, wore a very short skirt and flesh-colored stockings.

Chloe is so beautiful!

The more you look, the better!

She is clearly bushy, but she just gives people a feeling of being a tolerant doormat.

But the contrast between these two is even more seductive.

As if It's like some actress.

Mingming big tall, long legs, sexy, dignified, atmospheric. But it always looks like a wounded bird, like taking the initiative to hook up with you to bully her, to control her, to manipulate her, to violate her.

Eliza dignified atmosphere, Xena smart and cute, Cora stable and graceful......

But only Chloe, seems to be able to pry men's nature in the desire to conquer, is this woman, let you want to bully her anytime and anywhere, otherwise a fire in the heart can not be let off.

Not only is her appearance attractive enough, but her temperament is too special and unique.

Nothing in a million!

It's a fascination within a woman, and it's a very primal, very purely physical, soulful attraction.

Fyren made up his mind!

No, this woman, I have to get rid of her early.

"This can't go on, the average person really can't bear it. Besides, I'm not an average person, I'm his boss, she's used to me, if I want to bully her, I guess she won't fight for her mother."

That's what's scary.

Many people do not do bad things, is no ability, no opportunity, no courage to do bad things.

Now Fyren, has both ability and opportunity, he is really afraid that one day he ate the heart of the bear and the courage of the leopard, out of the pool.

By that time, he is not far from being shot to death by the protagonist.

Chloe was scared.

What? I've worked so hard. Why would Fyren want me out?

Can't bear Just don't carry it!

People already know you're a good person, that you care about me. Anyway, I'm your secretary, boss and secretary... Isn't that normal?

Oh, my God. What was I thinking? I wasn't like this before!

I used to be a good, clean girl, and if I wanted to take this step, I'd be gone.

What happened to me that made it to today? Trying to seduce your own boss! ?

Two people have their own ideas.

The car came to a screeching halt.

Fyren is stunned, and the quick stop makes him spill champagne down Chloe's chest.

Fyren was shocked and quickly reached out to wipe it: "Sorry, sorry, how did this car drive..."

Chloe was too scared to move: "Boss, it's okay... Me to I don't want The boss doesn't want... Boss, you hate... Don't pinch it, it's not like I've got water in my chest..."

Fyren then felt that he should not have reached out: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Neither the drink nor the hand was intentional."

To deflect embarrassment, Fyren fumed, "Zaring, how the fuck are you driving?"

"Fyren, a tractor got in the way and I went to scold him," Zaring said.

Fyren and Chloe are in the car sorting out their clothes and apologizing.

Zaring gets out of the car and looks, hey, no stranger!

Otto!

Zaring walks up to Otto: "Fuck! Who the fuck am I supposed to be? Is that you, boy? Are you blind? Can't see the car? Do you know how much this car costs? I can't afford to sell you a piece of paint!"

Otto looked coldly at Zaring, with a slight sneer: "Oh? Fyren's henchmen?"

Zaring chuckles: "Yeah, you know what you're doing!"

Otto froze: "How am I praising you? Want some face?"

Zaring was just about to say something. It doesn't smell right!

"What the hell are you doing? Why does it smell so bad? Have you fallen into a cesspool?"

Otto mouth smoked, heart said that your part-time is a fortune teller?

Fyren is rubbing Chloe's chest in the car... Champagne stains, look up, opposite the man... Oh, my God!

Otto! ? The leading man! ?

Here we go! ?

And Zaring is dying, constantly abusing Otto.

Fyren drops a tissue to Chloe: "You wipe yourself."

"Fyren, you help me, I... Hello?"

Fyren pushed the door to get out of the car and shouted, "Stop! Please spare my life!"