From Sidekick to Bigshot

"Yes, yes, come again next time." Xing Wei seconded.

He and Han Mengyu looked even more nervous than Zhai Yunsheng.

Yu Xi also persuaded: "Since the other party is not at home, we will come again next time. Let's go back and play games today."

Just then the servant on the electronic screen said again: "Wait a moment, I will help you contact Mr. Goodman now to see if he can come back."

Eh?

Han Mengyu, Xing Wei, and Yu Xi were stunned.

what happened?

What does the servant mean? The host is not here, and the guests who have not made an appointment come to the door. Not only did she fail to rush, she also helped contact Mr. George Goodman and asked if she could rush back?

Was the servant confused, or did they misheard?

Han Mengyu and Xing Wei stared at them with big eyes, and they didn't know what happened.

While waiting, the big iron door on the outermost side of the villa opened.

A few Westerners in suits came out.

"Hello, Miss Jian, our husband is not at home now. He has just contacted him. He will be there in about fifteen minutes. If you don't mind, please go inside and wait for a while."

"it is good."

Jian Yiling agreed.

Han Mengyu, Xing Wei and Yu Xi were completely stupid.

The attitude of the Goodman family is too good, right?

Han Mengyu asked Zhai Yunsheng in a low voice: "Master Sheng, what's going on?"

"I don't know." Zhai Yunsheng raised the corner of his mouth, with a playful expression.

"Is this the good family tradition of the Goodman family, or is it good luck for us today?" Xing Wei asked startledly.

"I think there may be a problem with our common sense. Maybe a world-class giant like the Goodman family is not that bad to see." Yu Xi said.

"No matter what, my sister-in-law's face is saved."

Han Mengyu felt that it was a good thing not to make my sister-in-law sad for whatever reason.

After entering the villa, several people sat in the living room and waited for ten minutes.

Then I met Mr. George Goodman, the elder of the famous Goodman family.

He is a seventy-year-old man.

Of medium build, neither fat nor thin.

As a Westerner, Mr. George Goodman has three-dimensional features.

Old Mr. George's eyes simply swept across the five people, and finally he focused only on Jian Yiling.

"Is there anything wrong with Miss Jane coming to see me?"

"They are looking for you." Jian Yiling said.

Old Mr. George's eyes turned to Zhai Yunsheng and the four of them.

Han Mengyu didn't know how to respond.

The elder of the Goodman family is too approachable, right?

This is very different from what they imagined!

Several people were stunned for a while, and after regaining their senses, they began to talk to Mr. George Goodman about business.

Jian Yiling sat beside him, listening to their conversation quietly.

It seems that the whole thing has nothing to do with her.

Even halfway through, I took out my phone and played for a long time.

After a while, Mr. George Goodman knew the intentions of several people and said: "Don't worry, I don't want to conflict with you. We work together for a win-win situation."

After getting the affirmative answer from Mr. George, Han Mengyu and others couldn't believe it.

The main thing is not not to believe in Mr. George's answer, but not to believe that things can go so smoothly.

Following the old Mr. George, he turned his head and looked at Jian Yiling: "Ms. Jian, is there anything else?"

Jian Yiling shook his head.