Nikita, wearing a big red dress, is simply a mockery of the security measures in Ovechkin's villa.
This woman is simply too confident. She dares to play with this kind of penetration in a strange environment, which is definitely a master and brave person.
The long skirt on her body seemed to have no effect on her, and her movements were still so skillful and flexible.
She hid in a room full of toys, and as long as the market was a little bit, it almost filled the room.
"Sure enough, Kassandra has a child." Nikita whispered, and the children's room said it all.
Nikita's mood was very complicated. She didn't know what changes this incident would cause Michael. For him, his former wife and daughter died in terrorist attacks was the biggest pain in his life. This child might be his comfort.
However, if her relationship with him is about to end here, she believes that Cassandra cannot take Michael away, but if she has a child, she will have no confidence.
Pick up a photo frame in the room, which was a photo of Cassandra and the child named Max.
She really looks so much like Michael. As a boyfriend and girlfriend, Nikita is familiar with everything about Michael. Maybe others can't see it, but she can see the blood relationship between these two at a glance.
What will she do after that? Nikita sat down in this room and she needed to think about it carefully.
...
The banquet continued, but the process was half over, Alex hid in the crowd and did not try to approach Ovechkin.
Kassandra looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. She walked to Ovechkin's side, "Max is going to bed, I'll go see him."
Ovechkin was in a good mood, and he nodded with a smile, "Give him a good night kiss for me."
"OK."
It is hard to see that one of these two people is a fake and the other is to maintain the anchor point of this fake.
Xu Chuan in the corner kept paying attention to their movements. After seeing Cassandra leave, he said to Alex, "Your opportunity is here."
"What should Ali do?" Alex asked back.
Xu Chuan looked at her, "I can help you, but why do you thank me?"
Alex looked at him with a pair of aquamarine-like eyes, "What do you want me to do?"
Master Xu pretended to think for a while, and then said, "In the process of recapturing the Zetrov group later, you are not allowed to give up no matter what happens."
Xiao Ai didn't know whether he was relieved or a little disappointed, "Do you just want to push me to the highest position of Zetrov?"
Xu Chuan nodded, gently lifted the other person's chin with his fingers, and looked at the other person's eyes seriously, "That's right, your future queen, are you unhappy?"
The Zetrov group can affect the power of a country. Xu Chuan certainly hopes that it can be controlled by its own people, and even if it cannot be completely controlled, splitting it is a good choice.
This will bring great benefits to Umbrella's development, an ally with enough weight.
He did not intend to control the Zetrov group by controlling Alex. Not to mention whether Nikita and Xiao Ai's relationship would allow him to do so. In his opinion, the basis of cooperation between the two parties is only interests.
Like the HeckMedia family, only by binding interests can we cooperate for a long time.
Even though he now feels that if he uses some more means, the girl in front of him can make him do whatever he wants, but business is business, and a group cannot have only Alex's voice. Using PUA can only gain a puppet, not an allies, which will sooner or later make Zetlov split again.
Of course, the most important thing is that Umbrella cannot swallow the other party and will be held to death, so giving Alex full independence is his best choice.
Moreover, Master Xu has already separated from the low-level fun and trained a queen to have a sense of accomplishment, which is definitely an interesting thing.
"I'll go away Ali and you can implement your plan." Umbrella's boss and Gogol's executive president find a place to chat. There should be no problem.
Alex was rubbed by the other party's chin. Even though Xu Chuan's force was very small, she could dodge it as long as she retreated, but she just raised her head like this, half-squinted her eyes and slightly opened her bright red lips, as if she was inviting the other party to taste it.
Xu Chuan let go of his hand and helped her tidy up the hair that had been hanging down to her ears in a puzzled expression, and then said in a stern tone, "Also, don't let him touch you, even if it's a finger, do you understand?"
"Yes", Alex's voice was trembling.
"Then go and sort out yourself now."
Alex walked to the bathroom obediently, while Xu Chuan looked at her back and fell into deep thought. He swore that he had never used emotional control methods, so how did this child wash his brain?
What he just did and said was just a test, and the normal reaction should be to give him a big shave.
Xu Chuan grabbed his hair and considered whether to tell Nikita about Xiao Ai's condition.
Alex stood in front of the bathroom mirror for a moment in a trance. What was going on? It seemed that it was not normal since she came out of the hotel. What she said to the guy seemed unable to feel rebellious.
She calmed down her emotions, walked into the compartment to deal with the sticky feeling from her lower abdomen, then came out to re-touch herself in the mirror, and then Sean's voice came from her headphones, "Alex, Amanda has already obtained the code words used by Percy and Ovechkin, and should be able to gain his trust."
"Received", and there is still a task in her, she can't tolerate her thinking about it any more.
On the other hand, since Xu Chuan said to help Alex pull Ali away, he certainly would not go back on his word.
He drank the juice from the cup, rubbed the muscles on his face, raised his lips and changed into a smile and walked towards Ali Taselov.
"Mr. Tasselov, I have long admired my name."
Ali, who was talking to several Russians, heard someone telling him to turn to look at the person coming. An Asian man stood behind him, but for some reason he faced the other person's sunny smile, and his hair stood up.
Ali greeted the other party with vigilance, and searched the name of the person in front of him in his mind, "Hello, it's Mr. Griers."
Gogol has its own intelligence department, which can be comparable to many large organizations after so many years of development.
Xu Chuan's identity is unlikely to be hidden in front of these organizations, including his Umbrella.
Ali reached out to hold Xu Chuan, and then he knew why his body's instinct told him that he was in danger.
Both of them had calluses left by guns all year round. Ali Taselov, the former KGB, instantly knew that the person in front of him was a tough character. The sports competition on the shooting range and the marks left by life and death on the battlefield were completely different.
Alibaba didn't know what the person in front of him came. After all, not talking about UC technology, even Umbrella had no intersection with Gogol.
Xu Chuan's smile did not change, "You should know that Umbrella has an oil field in Libiya, and has invested a lot of manpower and material resources to the safety of the oil pipeline. I wonder if Umbrella and Gogol are possible for cooperation."
Ali Taselov was immediately attracted by this incident. Gogol always wanted to expand his influence in Africa, but it had always been France's traditional sphere of influence.
Umbrella is said to have a good relationship with the Durand family of France, and perhaps this is an opportunity to achieve a breakthrough.
In the face of huge benefits, Ali Taselov did not think seriously. Even if there is only 10% of the possibility of this matter, it is worth working hard.
"Mr. Griers, if you want, we can find a quiet room to talk about this." Ali Taselov looked at today's owner President Ovechkin, "I think Mr. President should have arranged it for us."
Although Ovechkin was unhappy, there was no need to make an unhappy relationship with the other party because of this little thing. He called a bodyguard and asked him to take these two guys who did not treat him as outsiders to the room upstairs.
Of course, Xu Chuan has no problem. His goal has been achieved. The rest depends on Alex himself. As for the so-called cooperation, who can cooperate with him, is it just a waste of money?
Alex mixed in the crowd, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible. Seeing Xu Chuan really lured Ali away, he couldn't help but wonder what methods this guy used.
But this is not the issue she needs to consider now. There is no one around Ovechkin, and it happens to be the time for her to start working.
"Do you know what champagne is here?", a sweet voice speaking Russian sounded behind Ovechkin.
He turned around, and Alex opposite him pretended to be surprised, "Oh, Mr. President, sorry, I don't know it's you."
She was very nervous, looking worried that the other party would blame him.
Ovechkin looked at the young and fashionable little girl in front of him and showed a gentlemanly look, "It's okay, is the lady..."
"Langji, Diane Ranji, I am the translator of the German representative."
Ovechkin looked up and down at the girl in front of him, and he felt very satisfied, "Miss Ranji, I have to treat you to a drink. What did you ask just now, champagne?"
Alex nodded in agreement with a flattered look.
The two walked towards the dining table in the corner in the thoughtful eyes of the others.
Ovechkin waved his hand and asked the waiter to bring two glasses of champagne.
"I will create chaos, you can hold him up first." Sean's voice sounded in the headphones.
Alex sat next to Ovechkin, and there was no one else around them to disturb them.
"Are you sure you won't neglect other guests?" Alex looked around.
"Are European diplomats? They are used to being neglected." Ovechkin didn't care at all. The main purpose of today's banquet was only one, which was his speech later. This matter was completely unconflictful to having some fun for himself.
He didn't believe that someone could recognize the wrong person on this occasion. The girl must have deliberately approached her. For why? Fame or profit, or whether she was a spy from a certain country present.
Actually, it doesn’t matter. He is now my president. As long as he wants to, he can choose any woman of all ages and types. But what’s the point? This unknown is exciting.
Just like the American female agent who pretended to be a college student before, she is now locked in the basement.
The two of them chatted, and Alex pretended to be the first time he came to Baiya, and asked him about some of the well-known local attractions in Riyuesk, and Ovechkin answered one by one.
Speaking of interesting things, Alex covered his mouth and smiled, giving the President a very good face.
The process was almost done, and Ovechkin decided to get to the point. He reached out and held the girl's wrist on the table, "Miss Ranji, how long will it take to stay in Sun and Moonsk?"
Alex felt her muscles tense up all over her body, and she felt the wet and heat coming from the back of her hand suddenly made her feel very disgusting.
To be continued...