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Chapter 320 Clark Corporation

Bisji didn't know what he was thinking about, what the blond and blue-eyed West District represented.

But Bisji's look in his eyes made Na Euntai tremble and shiver. This little goblin...

Although Bisji's baby face is very delicate and cute, and the golden double ponytails look very suitable for him, but what is this shuddering feeling like being topped by some beast?

With doubts and a bad premonition, the blond gentleman Euntai forgot to speak for a moment.

“Brother~brother, you won’t blame me~~”

Perhaps seeing the bad look on the handsome blond boy's face, Bisiji became even more interested and continued to speak sweetly, the little girl's cuteness was all revealed on her body...

He blinked his eyes while speaking...

He looked like he was afraid of being criticized.

The cute look makes people want to transform into a copper smelter...

"It's okay, no, no."

Although he didn't know what was going on with the little girl in front of him, his many years of experience as a gentleman didn't let Euntai get away with it, and he waved his hand casually.

He barely resisted the hard-muscled witch Bisji.

Worried that I might show something bad, I raised the coffee in front of me and took a sip.

After calming down for a while, Euntai adjusted his mood.

"Miss Bisgi, why don't you take a look and contact me again to see if something happened? After all, the time has come. I believe Mr. Lost will still give an explanation if he wants to come~~"

In fact, not only this person wants to say this now, but other people also want to ask.

We can't just leave them here forever...

"After all, President Netero and Speaker Kadir are also here. We don't care. They should have a lot of things to be busy with."

The art of talking and dragging people down is something that businessmen like them are very proficient in.

No matter what other people's attitudes are, it's better to just drag them down now.

But unfortunately, Nitro just smiled at this, and Kadir, who was supposed to say something for them, also remained silent and continued to be immersed in his own world.

Jeanna, who represented Entai in the West District, was a little embarrassed and could only look to the side and let people from other districts say something.

"I shouldn't be late, right?"

The people present naturally did not come here to wait in vain or to drink coffee and tea. They originally wanted to say something, but just at this moment, the box door opened directly, and there was a burst of doubtful voices.

The person who walked in was a man in a black casual suit with a handsome face who looked to be in his twenties.

When Lost was talking and entering the door, he looked at his watch, which showed how many seconds it would take until 4 o'clock.

That means he's not late...

Barr had also gone to investigate Kadir's side before, and nothing happened. It's just that Lost's side was not contacted when the incident suddenly happened.

But in this negotiation situation, Lost undoubtedly needs to come over and take a look at the situation.

In fact, he did the same thing. He had already arrived here a long time ago. Just to confirm the situation here, he hid nearby and did not show up.

This time I came here specifically because of time constraints.

After all, he had agreed to come over, so he was unnecessarily late. Naturally, Lost would not do such a thing.

After all, based on the current situation, even if he continues to hide, he won't be able to find out anything.

"No, no, I'm just worried that Mr. Lost has something urgent, so I can't come for the time being. Come, come, please sit down~"

When the blond and blue-eyed Euntai saw Lost, although he still had a little experience, he quickly reacted.

Before coming here, they had seen Lost's identity and information.

As a businessman on the surface, he would naturally not allow him to directly offend others when he was full. At least some superficial effort still needed to be done.

"That's good, I was worried that I would be late~ I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come so early and kept you waiting for a long time."

Gentle and elegant, he speaks in a soft voice, and his elegant and elegant manners, combined with his simple black casual suit, give Lost a bit of a noble temperament at this time, unlike his usual...

If you don’t know Lost, he is definitely a nobleman who lives a relatively simple life, maybe.

After finishing speaking, he ignored the West District representative with a fake smile and looked at the most conspicuous old guy. Although he looked very old, his strength was definitely the strongest here.

When I peeked over here before, Lost paid most of his attention to him.

The president of the Hunter Association, Nitro, is a true monster-level existence. Lost has seen him on video before, but this is the first time he has seen him in person...

Compared with the usual videos, he looked more serious at this time and didn't care about being immodest.

Lost originally thought that Nitro would say something to him, but unfortunately, the other party just stared at him with curious eyes, then smiled improperly and said nothing.

Since the other party didn't speak, Lost naturally wouldn't say anything more. After all, he didn't know if the other party really planned to do anything.

Whatever you say randomly is just self-explosion.

Nodding, he then came to the table closest to the door.

Ignoring the various looks that the representatives from various districts around him were staring at him.

Sitting directly next to the representative of the Western District, Eun Tae...

"Mr. Lost, please introduce yourself. I am one of the directors of Clark Company. This is my business card, which contains our various businesses. If you are interested, maybe we can cooperate in the future."

As soon as he sat down, perhaps in order to prevent Lost from having any bad influence, or perhaps because he had such a plan in mind, Entai introduced himself as soon as possible.

While talking later, he also took out a small card made of gold with his name, company, and phone number on it.

A card the size of a palm actually still has mental energy. It obviously has some function or is a protective measure.

Looking at the gold card handed over, Lost didn't pay too much attention. He had already tested the power of his thoughts, and to him, it was nothing...

I didn't feel any malice, on the contrary, I felt some goodwill. Of course, this was not goodwill towards him, maybe I just felt that I was a person worthy of cooperation and investment.

Lost is very clear about this kind of businessmen, and there is no emotion or lack of emotion in front of them.

Only business, investment, profit...
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