My Waste Husband

Chapter 140

In the second hospital of People's Hospital of Yinzhou City, in an independent ward, a bearded French handsome guy was lying on the bed.

Gina and Ross sat next to the bed, looking at their mobile phones, and said to Ross in French, "That bi*ch didn't fire him, and gave him three days. Let's wait and see, today is the last day. Tomorrow, you pretend to cooperate with us. When we sign the contract, we'll get the money and then slowly settle with that guy."

“Then what if he has really found a partner?” Ross asked.

"In three days, how can he find it? Even if he is given three months, he will not be able to find it! What's more, I already know what he wants. This boy has the same idea as us. He also found an empty shell company and plans to do nothing tomorrow. Don't worry, I will tear him apart. According to Sylvia's temper, she will never let him go easily. It will be a sure thing to sue him in court. Before he is arrested, we will break his legs and disable him for the rest of his life!"

Ross laughed, placing his hands on Gina’s smooth thighs. "I really love you deeper and deeper.”

Gina gave Ross a coquettish look.“We are in the hospital."

“So what? We can do it anywhere.” Ross pulled her into his arms forcefully.

Gina giggled and glared at Ross.

Neither of them noticed that an inconspicuous-looking nurse was standing outside the ward, secretly aiming her phone at them through the glass window.

Another morning arrived.

Henry and Amity agreed to meet in a business building.

When Henry saw her, the girl was standing there with a nervous face and kept muttering something.

"What are you thinking about?" Henry appeared behind her and gave her a flick on the forehead.

"Ah!" his action startled Amity. When she saw clearly that it was Henry, she cutely stuck out her tongue. "Henry, I am practicing my speech."

"What's the matter?"

"It shouldn't be a problem. It's just..." Amity revealed a bitter expression on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"I... I don't know French." This question was only thought of by her last night. After a whole day of practice, she suddenly found that she could not communicate with the French people at all.

"It's all right." Henry waved his hand indifferently. "Just let the other side speak Chinese."

The location was at the corner of the business building.

A big man with a greasy face was sitting on the table, with five small steamed buns placed in front of him. The fat man ate them one by one, and his mouth was full of oil. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Opposite the big man sat an old French man. The old man had a white beard and a large eaves cap, and he was wearing a grey windbreaker.

"Mr. Homer, don't you want some?" The big man grabbed a small steamed bun and looked at the old man in front of him. "This small steamed bun is much more delicious than the one in France."

"There's no need." The old man named Homer replied in fluent Chinese language, "Sir when will the person who called me here arrive?"

"Mr. Homer, you know, people like us are acting on orders. By the way, the card is for you." The big man rubbed his greasy hands against his clothes, and then carefully took out a card from his pocket, which was printed with a face mask. The big man was in rags, but this card was neat and tidy without any crinkles.

When he saw the card, Homer took off his big eaves cap, stretched out his hands, took the card from his hands, and then carefully put it away.

A person, the more powerful he was, the more he could know how small he was.

As the leader of the largest financial group in France, Homer knew very well what this black card represented in this world!

The owner of each card was de*il walking in this world. They were in charge of the life and death of people. Every person who had this card was daunting.

Henry came to the gate of the office with Amity.

"Wait outside." Henry said and pushed the door open and went into the office.

The glass door of the office made a slight noise, attracting the attention of the two inside the room.

At almost the same time, the big man and Homer turned to look at the main entrance.

When he saw Henry, the big man showed a face of respect. Homer, on the other hand, immediately knelt down on one knee and presented his highest etiquette. He was about to shout his name out loud.

Henry was the first to speak before Homer opened his mouth. "Stop, Homer, my Chinese name is Henry Zhang."

How could he not understand what Henry said? Knowing that Henry did not want to expose his identity, Homer nodded and said, "Dear Mr. Zhang, I did not expect that it was you who called me to China."

Henry waved his hand and said, "Well, you don't need to be so polite. Also, you can call me by my name or Mr. Zhang. I called you here this time in hope that you can sign a contract with Lins Group in Yinzhou City."

"No problem." Homer did not ask anything and directly agreed.

Henry was not surprised by his attitude. "As for the details of signing the contract, you can talk to the girl outside the door and observe her character. If possible, sign it with her."

Amity was waiting at the gate of the office. She was really curious now. "Is it possible that Henry's partners were found in this small place? It doesn't feel like a multinational group at all."

Just as Amity was full of doubts, Homer and Henry walked out of the office side by side.

The moment Amity saw Homer, she immediately greeted him.

"Well, Amity, this is Mr. Homer. As for the specific cooperation, you can talk to him about the project."

"Okay." Amity's eyes were a little flustered. As a salesman, this was her first time selling business to customers, so she was very nervous. "Mr. Homer, please come with me. Our company is not far away. I believe that colleagues in the company will welcome you."

The performance of Amity made Henry nod with satisfaction. It seemed that she had indeed made a lot of preparations and specifically learned some French etiquette. Otherwise, she would not have greeted Homer in this way.

Amity chatted with Homer all the way. On the way, she introduced the local customs and practices of Yinzhou to Homer, but they did not directly talk about business.

Henry subconsciously gave Amity a thumbs-up. For a senior student who was still an intern, her performance was already excellent, which showed her ability.

When they entered the company, Jane Zhong, the receptionist at the front desk, took a disdainful look at Amity, and then looked at Homer, saying, "Visitors are not allowed to enter the company without registering. Come and register."