"I'm sorry, please let me lose my companion." Nodded to Miyamoto Naoto and his group, Jian'er stood up and walked out without waiting for them to react.

After opening his mouth, Naoto Miyamoto seemed to want to say something, but in the end he still didn't say that. In fact, what could he say? Stop Miss Song from going out to receive her guests? Don't joke! Don't forget that this is the home of Miss Song. Who does this person likes to entertain, it is completely his freedom.

What? You said that Naoto Miyamoto and Jian Erlun would come first and then come, and that she would solve their affairs before taking care of others? Yes, you didn't see anyone, and Miyamoto's wife would have sweared to the sky. If they really dared to talk so slander, this person would directly expel the guest order and send them out.

Finally, and at the same time, the most important point is that Michiko inadvertently pointed out the identity she pointed out when she talked about the visitor.

It’s okay for the Pierre couple to say that there are many Westerners who share the same name, and there are even more people named Pierre, and nothing special.

But the other two are not like this. Prince Abdul Alimu from Arabia, not to mention this title, it is enough to be fooled. As an islander with extremely lack of resources in the country, for the princes in the world's largest oil-producing area (although for Arabs who advocate many children, there are not a small number of princes, but this does not mean that Naoto Miyamoto can easily provoke him). Naoto Miyamoto subconsciously needs to be weaker in his heart.

In the last group, the patriarch of the Saint Laurent family, father and daughter! In fact, this last group is what Miyamoto Naoto is most afraid of.

This J country is a country where the underworld is legalized, and the underworld or the underworld group is filled with every corner of the society. As the Miyamoto family, which is wandering in the business world, how could there be less contact with these underworld people? Especially as a member of the family and a family, Naoto Miyamoto knows much more than ordinary people.

Saint Laurent Family!

This is a well-known name for Naoto Miyamoto. Not to mention Naoto Miyamoto, he is only ten or a hundred Naoto Miyamoto tied together, so he can't afford to offend this family!

Of course, the premise is that they must be that Saint Laurent! No, it must be that Saint Laurent. After all, except that Saint Laurent, who else dares to claim to be from the Saint Laurent family?!

Oh my God~ Miyamoto Naoto couldn't help but moan in his heart. This Chinese surname with Song was not right. How did the Z woman with the surname Song get involved with the people of the Saint Laurent family? And it was not ordinary members of the Saint Laurent family, but their patriarch and princess of the Saint Laurent family. Amaterasu is here, let alone these two, even the children of the Saint Laurent family who came to the Saint Laurent family were all thick legs for their Miyamoto family!

However, with one-ten thousand hope, Miyamoto Naoto nailed herself to the spot like a nail. Well, it must be a lie, yes, that branch, no, it is the woman in the country who must be pretending to cheat him. What prince, what is the patriarch of Saint Laurent, must be fake. Her purpose is just to use the names of these people to blackmail herself and their Great J Empire Museum!

Naoto Miyamoto hypnotized himself over and over again, then slowly raised his waist, pressing the wisp in his eyes to erratic.

By the way, this seems to be an opportunity for him. That woman in Z must be uncomfortable. She once met the leader of the Saint Laurent at a cocktail party, and the noble princess of Saint Laurent, who is an active figure in the social circle. Although he is not qualified to associate with the noble princess with his status, it is difficult to admit his mistake with the beauty of that princess!

Humph, when the scammers come in, he will definitely denounce them as soon as possible, give a heavy blow to the ungrateful and self-righteous woman in Z, and then move him with Section Chief Wu and understand him... At that time, she will definitely dispel her terrible idea of ​​canceling the transaction. Ah, and maybe he can take this opportunity to increase the transaction by 30% before the transaction was to continue.

Ah, if this is true, he will definitely receive special rewards from the museum when he returns to China! After all, he can win such a good result for their museum under such an unfavorable situation. Such ability is unparalleled in the entire museum!

At that time, he will bring back the power of the precious portrait of His Majesty the Emperor of the Great J Empire, and with such dazzling work ability to show off. At that time, he, Miyamoto Naoto of the Miyamoto family, will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Great J Empire cultural circle! By then, any promotion and salary increase are all the things. With such a high reputation, it will be no dream to join the Miyamoto family in the future and become the new head of the Miyamoto family!

When he thought of this, Naoto Miyamoto's breathing began to become heavier, and the ambition and ** in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Perhaps it was because of the successful self-hypnosis, or of course it was because the bright prospects of Miyamoto's self-yy were too tempting. At this time, Miyamoto refused to think about it at all. If the identity of the person who came to visit Jian'er was indeed not fake, and if it was such a noble existence, what would it be like? Miyamoto is taking advantage of the precious time when Jian'er was going to welcome guests to take care of his appearance again.

So with the strange look of Section Chief Wu, Naoto Miyamoto took out a small mirror from his pocket and fixed his head, which was already so combed to the point where he could not stand, and tried to keep every thread of the head where it should be. Then he took out the oil-absorbing paper and pressed it on the eyebrows, forehead, nose, and cheeks, sucking away the layer of oil. Finally, he straightened the bow tie and flattened a small wrinkle on the suit... Finally, he looked at the mirror carefully and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Yosi, everything is perfect! Naoto Miyamoto sighed narcissistically, then he put away the gadgets with satisfaction, and then sat upright on the sand in the living room in the most upright sitting position.
Chapter completed!