"Aren't you going to talk to me? Are you going to sit down like this?" Raul finally couldn't stand Zhuo Yifan's condescending gaze and asked angrily.
When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Speaking of which, should you thank me?"
"Thank you? Mr. Zhuo, you really know how to joke!" Raoul heard this and laughed angrily. Zhuo Yifan is so shameless, he has learned a lesson today! The reason why things have developed to this extent is entirely because of this Zhuo Yifan
. Instead, she said that she wanted to thank him, for what? Thank him for letting me be taken away by the National Security Agency at any time?
"I'm not kidding you. You understand better than me that in the situation just now, if I hadn't found an excuse to let you come to the second floor, you probably wouldn't have been able to step down and would have lost face in front of everyone!" Zhuo Yifan sneered.
He explained.
When Raoul heard this, his expression became even more ugly. Zhuo Yifan was right, what happened just now, he really didn't want to be in the public eye anymore. He needed to find a place to be quiet for a while and figure things out.
Have a clue and figure out how to deal with the next problem!
"Then I really have to thank Mr. Zhuo!" Raul snorted through gritted teeth.
"You're welcome! Helping others is the foundation of happiness." Zhuo Yifan accepted it with peace of mind, and nodded happily.
Raul's old face was red from suppressing it, and he was on the verge of going berserk. He even wanted to throw aside all his years of education and bullshit gentlemanly demeanor, and yell at Zhuo Yifan. But in the end he didn't do that. Not that it was.
Because he felt it was disrespectful, but he didn't dare. He didn't dare to have a head-on conflict with Zhuo Yifan now.
"What on earth do you want to say?" Raul asked with twitching corners of his mouth.
"Is this important? In fact, Mr. Raul knows it well, right?" Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and asked.
"I don't understand what you mean!" Raul shook his head and snorted.
"Then let me put it bluntly. If Anna hadn't asked me last night not to kill you and let you live out your old age, who you think is trying to hurt Doreen, I would have let him continue to live, and
Sit across from me and continue chatting with me?" Zhuo Yifan's face darkened, and his expression suddenly became stern.
Raoul was startled by Zhuo Yifan's aggressive momentum, with a look of horror on his face. He subconsciously shrank back and blurted out: "You...what are you going to do?"
Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan chuckled and explained lightly: "I don't want to do anything to you. Because I promised Anna that as long as you don't go too far, I can let you go. Doreen's
I won't pursue the matter any further, and Mike Will won't continue to cause trouble for you. But I think you should learn to be smarter. If you let me know that you want to cause trouble again, I won't mind doing it for Doreen.
Remove any obstacles and you can avoid future troubles forever!"
This was no longer an explanation, but a warning, and a naked humiliation. Raul felt that he was being despised by Zhuo Yifan, as if his own life was worse than an ant in Zhuo Yifan's eyes. He thought
Crushing to death is just a thought.
Raul's body was shaking with anger, but he didn't say another word. He was so angry that his breathing began to quicken.