ng also always felt that it was just a coincidence, a matter of color used by the painter, and then exaggeratedly promoted by later generations.How is it possible in this world, for one eye to cry and...The meeting lasted for almost an hour.

And all the while, Kane Feroche remained at the corner bar, quietly chatting with the secretary-general over drinks.

Not until Jian Tong walked out from behind the glass partition did the man gracefully set down his cup and rise to his feet.

"Come on, we've been on the road all day without stopping. You must be exhausted. Let me take you back to your room"

"Kane, wait a minute, old friend meeting, don't you want to have a drink with me"

Michael leaned against the glass door, smiling at this side.

Jian Tong, hearing this, relaxed his tensed nerves, “In that case, I won't disturb the two of you catching up.”

Her reaction, of course, was keenly picked up by Cain Ferolch. His deep eyes dimmed slightly. He was a smart man and knew when to take a step back. He didn't insist on taking Jian Tong away with him:

"Alright then," the man said, tilting his head towards Miller leaning against the door and raising an eyebrow slightly. "But it's late, letting a lady leave alone isn't very gentlemanly." He glanced at the secretary standing nearby, hinting, "Wouldn't you mind your secretary making another trip"

Mirfield, tactful as ever, turned to the secretary and said, "Escort this lady back to her guestroom. Ensure her safe arrival."

"Yes, sir."

After everyone left, the large reception room was left with just two men, each exceptionally accomplished.

"Is she the one The reason you owe me a favor and had me fly all the way here"

"Does she matter" Merrill gracefully strolled to the bar and poured himself a shot of whiskey. "Another one" He raised his glass towards Kane, signaling with a nod.

"Is it something I desperately wanted, someone I wanted to keep hidden from everyone else" he wasn't sure if it was important. Kane Feroce didn't confirm. "Lu Chen asked me to ask you, how is that person doing"

"Chen

Hmm... So many years have passed, and you still haven't let go

I used to think that only people in Asia would be so conflicted.

But now that I see you, I realize you're finished too.

Kane Ferrell didn't elaborate, just chuckled softly: "You and Lu Chen are both so self-assured"

"She's great," Miller said, draining his glass in one gulp.

"I know, she's always been great." When talking about Jian Tong, Kane wore a proud expression, as if someone was praising something that belonged to him.

Her negotiating skills were simply amazing, I mean, who did she learn from

I think the person who taught her such advanced negotiation skills must be very skilled.

"You rarely speak so highly of anyone, Mirf. I'll say this only once: don't even think about making a move on her." Kane's eyes darkened.

Miller's mouth twitched. "You're really finished, Kane. Well, well, this isn't the Hunter I knew, is it"

"It has nothing to do with you. Just remember, don't even think about making a move on her."

Michael rolled his eyes.

I only admire her negotiation skills.

I've met quite a few negotiation experts both domestically and internationally.

If we were to talk about negotiation skills purely from a technical standpoint, she was still quite inexperienced.

I said her negotiation skills were superb because, while she was skillful, she remained sincere.

She openly expressed her willingness to cooperate, and she also frankly pointed out the shortcomings of the other party. At the same time, she fully explained that even with these shortcomings, they still had the determination and ability to handle every detail well. I like her confidence in her sincerity.

There are many partners who are optimistic but not pessimistic. Her honesty and the confidence in her honesty, coupled with her thorough analysis that covers all aspects, is very convincing. Such a partner makes it easy for people to calm down and listen to her insights.

As expected, Kane, you truly are a Hunter.

For some reason, the title "Hunter" used to fill Kane with pride. Today, it sounded grating. Uncharacteristically agitated, he ran a hand through his hair and Cain Felorch felt an inexplicable restlessness. He picked up the drink in front of him and gulped it down.

"If I could, I just want to be her only Hunter." Frustrated, his heart moved first, and words followed. He didn't think too much, blurting out that nameless frustration.

He turned and strode away.

Michael stared blankly at the departing figure... "God!"

Has everyone here lost their minds

Knowing it's a grave, yet smiling as you fall into it

No, no, no, he absolutely will not follow in the footsteps of these two.

……

Jian Tong's phone went completely silent the moment she learned she was going to meet Michael, the top figure in their industry.

Back in her room, she rinsed off thoroughly. Wrapping herself in a towel and sitting on the edge of the bed, she noticed the phone screen on her nightstand had lit up. That's when she remembered that she hadn't changed it from silent mode.

I hesitated as soon as I saw Vivian's name, reaching out to grab it.

"Hello" Finally, she pressed the answer button.

"Little one, how come you didn't answer my calls I called so many times and couldn't get in touch with you. I almost had to call the police."

On the phone, Vivian spoke urgently. Jian Tong hurriedly apologized, "Don't worry, I had something important to take care of just now."

"What important matter could possibly keep you from even taking a phone call" Jian Tong knew this subordinate well. Vivienne looked sharp and capable, but when she got angry, she was truly frightening. Feeling guilty, she quickly brought up Michael:

Vivian, I saw Michael.

On the phone, there was a sudden silence. One second, two seconds, three seconds... Jian Tong silently counted in her heart.

"Miller Dement's Miller "

A shrill, excited scream came from the phone. Jian Tong immediately moved her phone away from her ear. "Keep your voice down," she said, "My ears are going to explode!"

"Forget that, just tell me, is it Michel from France, the one named after Demir"

Have you seen Michael himself

Is he handsome

Have you guys been talking

What was said

Does he know the Jans

Have you discussed cooperation

Has he agreed yet

Vivian had just finished asking a question when Jian Tong was about to answer, she was bombarded with a series of questions on the phone, leaving her feeling confused.

Have to call it quits:

Regarding the collaboration, I'd like to push for it, Vivian. Milford himself seems quite interested in my proposal. About that project outline we discussed privately, I think you might need to put in some extra hours tonight and compile the materials to send to my email.

"I have to come up with a plan quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes! Strike while the iron is hot! General Jian, please rest assured, I will spend the night compiling the data into a document and send it to your mailbox."

Jian Tong raised an eyebrow slightly.... Vivienne, when she got angry, would just call out "Xiao Tong Xiao Tong". But when it came to work, she immediately became "CEO Jian."

Of course, this clear distinction between public and private affairs and this attitude towards work are naturally excellent.

However, this rate of transformation truly left her astonished.

"Oh, right! "

Almost forgot something important.

Child, about the matter you entrusted me with... that foolish... General Shen is actually quite good. Just focus on working out the plan in Sanya. Don't worry, he won't cause any trouble. He eats his meals properly and even cooks for himself.

"...Hmm" Is that so

So she ran away because of him.

Whether she was there or not, it made no difference to him, she was insignificant.

So, whether he was awake or asleep, Jian Tong was simply a dispensable code in his life, a name that held no meaning

She changed into her pajamas and walked onto the balcony. The wind blew against her skin, it wasn't cold in Sanya.

She didn't know what she was calculating, nor why she had run to this place, yet she still felt suffocated and pained, as if struggling to breathe.

I shouldn't be nice to him, I shouldn't get close to him, yet that morning I helped him...with something so intimate. I shouldn't have any further entanglement with him!

Yes, she did nothing wrong. She shouldn't have softened her heart towards him.

Vivian has always been incredibly efficient.

When Jian Tong woke up, he received an email from Vivian, which wasn't a surprise.

The doorbell rang.

"Room service Hold on a moment."

She woke up early, not having time to change clothes, still wearing her robe. She lightly smoothed down her robe and opened the door.

Good morning.

"You... this early" She looked at the dressing gown she was wearing, which was still neat, then at the person who came, "Come in first."

"Work"

Jian Tong hummed, "Kane, thank you so much for the introduction this time. It really helped me out a lot." She walked towards the tea room. "Tea or coffee"

Just hot water will do.

"Just a moment," she said as she boiled water and rinsed the cup beside her.

A tall figure suddenly appeared behind the woman by the sink. A wave of masculine hormones filled her nostrils instantly, "Bringing work into your vacation isn't a good habit,"

The woman exited the tea room without a trace.

“This is a great opportunity. Kane, I can’t lose, and neither can you.” She looked heavily at Kane's eyes, the depth and heaviness in them, for an instant, took away his breath, suppressing him to the point of suffocation, it was also in that moment, he couldn't understand the woman in front of him.

It wasn't her words, but her eyes, like a gambler in the final moments of a desperate gamble.

Suddenly, my heart felt tight. I pretended not to care and laughed boisterously, making a fuss

"Little one, have breakfast"

The breakfast at Banyan Tree is still very good.

Even if you have to work, you need to eat your fill so you have the energy, don't you

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes." It made sense to eat so you'd have more energy to do things.

For the week that followed, she locked herself in her room, poring over the plan in her hands. Kain would occasionally come to check on her, sometimes inviting her to eat, other times just sitting around doing nothing, glued to his phone playing King of Glory. He'd play for hours on end, sprawled out on her couch.

He didn't disturb her either, and after many times, she became accustomed to it.

And she was completely absorbed in the latest plan for that whole week, with no time to spare.

Vivian no longer calls, but contacts via WeChat. Every day, without fail, she sends the same sentence: He's doing well, eating well, and in good health.

Winning Miller was both expected and unexpected. At the moment when both parties signed, no one saw that silent woman suddenly come alive, as if something she had been waiting for a long time had finally been accomplished.

It was at this moment that she seemed, to have no further reason to stay here.

Thank you, Kane.

She helped her out tremendously, if it wasn't for Mirelle, she would have had to go around in circles.

Without Kane, there would have been no chance to meet Michael.

She bent down, bowing at ninety degrees. Of course, it wasn't enough, but it expressed her gratitude nonetheless.

A ninety-degree bend in her waist was met with a firm hand gripping her shoulder. She looked up, puzzled.

Only the man's handsome and resolute jawline was visible. The man slowly lowered his head, his gaze burning with intensity as he stared at the woman. His voice was husky and utterly captivating:

"Thank you...

Jian Tong, I don't want verbal thanks.

"I know you've helped out in a huge way, and it's not just words that can express my gratitude. If there's anything I can do..."

"Shhh..." The man stopped the woman's words, squinting at her: "Xiao Tong, if you really want to thank me...just be mine."

Boom——

My ears were ringing, and it took me a while to recover. When I finally did, I understood the meaning of what was said.

Slowly, she straightened her back, pulled away his hand, and turned to leave without a word.

The man's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, "Xiao Tong, I was just joking, don't take it seriously..."

"Is that so" Her face remained calm, her gaze unwavering as she stared into his eyes. "Is this a joke Ask yourself, is it"

Ask yourself, is it …My heart clenched suddenly!

Lies could no longer be uttered.

No way, fool yourself.

A joke Are you serious

The man gritted his teeth: “So what if it’s not a joke” Isn’t he good enough Is he not as good as the one surnamed Shen He treats her better than any woman he’s ever known before, much, much better!

"It's not a joke…" A smile slowly spread across the woman's calm face, but it held no mirth. She slowly lifted her eyelids and gazed at the man before her: "So, what's different about you compared to three years ago"

You are so different from three years ago!

In one sentence, the man's body stiffened instantly: "Yes, three years ago I misunderstood you, but you are not what I thought you were. Now I understand the real you even more."

The woman's lowered eyes concealed the self-deprecating look in them... Was this her truest appearance

What her truest form was, she could no longer even see herself.

Three years ago, he used money to get what you wanted. Three years later, he still only wants what he wants with an opportunity.

The only difference is that the money from back then has become an opportunity today. If one must say the difference between the two, it's probably just that this man grew up. Having money, he became more mature.

Young and reckless men would spend money directly. Older men prefer things that are not so straightforward.

But, is there a difference

Ultimately, these hurtful words were never uttered by the woman. She simply stared at the man's resolute face:

The money of that year, the opportunities of today, they are all the same. Kane, you are an outstanding hunter, an outstanding hunter, always growing, but the purpose of a hunter is simply to hunt down what is in his sights. By this point, she knew he understood. other person a cold glance, and turned away.Shen Xiujin stood there, watching Xiao Heng leave."You're being a bit too much, Ashu."Xi Chen pointed at Xiao Heng's ruined suit jacket, implying that Shen...