Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chapter 1007 - Talking About The Deal Again

Chapter 1007 - Talking about the deal again

A silence fell over the scene.

No one spoke, all of them just stared at the treasures in that box, as if they had forgotten to even

breathe.

After a long time, it was Felix who came back to his senses first.

He glanced at Stephan and said in a deep voice, "Only this one?"

Stephan almost got his nose out of joint.

"It's good to have this one plant, okay? If I hadn't run errands for you guys this time, I wouldn't have

even seen this one plant alive!"

Felix knew he was telling the truth.

Therefore, with a cold snort, and without saying anything else, he raised his hand and took the things.

Since Stephan sent the stuff over, there was no reason to kick him out right away.

Therefore, he turned around, led the people into the house, first handed the things to Donald, the old

housekeeper, for the time being, before he turned around, looked at Stephan, and asked in a deep

voice: "Where is the method of raising and planting things? Hand it over."

Such a treasure, he naturally did not believe that it would be like the rest of the ordinary plants that can

be raised by sticking them inside the soil.

Unexpectedly, Stephan froze for a moment and stared in shock.

"The method of raising the plant? I don't know."

Felix frowned and his face sank for a moment.

"Clinton didn't tell you?"

"No."

Stephan paused, suddenly thought of something, a flash of weakness under his eyes.

He tentatively asked, "You can contact him yourself anyway, why don't ... you ask him?"

Felix's face had sunk completely.

At this point, how could he not understand that Clinton had left another trick up his sleeve, just waiting

for him to ask it?

But on second thought, we are all smart people, knowing that the other party has the intention to

calculate their own, naturally will not be a wave of annoyance will be all the things said.

With that thought, he smiled again.

"Okay, I got it, you go."

Stephan saw him say this in a big way to unload.

Can't help but be a little disgruntled.

"You ask now, it just so happens that I'm there, so let me also hear on the side, how is this thing going

to be raised?"

Felix looked at him, smirking.

"Don't you have medication to take? You don't get enough of the Zaccardi Family's annual dose of

medication? You have to come to me for a prescription? What? You want to move out and become

independent?"

As soon as these words came out, Stephan's face immediately changed.

His face sank and he said resentfully, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, why say such things

to ridicule me, you know I don't have that ability."

Felix didn't bother to care whether he had it or not.

A direct wave of the hand, "All right, your task is also completed, you go, I will contact him myself for

the next thing."

Stephan saw the situation, although there is still resentment in his heart, but can not say anything else.

He held out his hand, "Then you give me that real Celestial Book."

Felix gave a start, but almost forgot about it.

Anyway, he now also got the gold tree, business well, are like this, you step back, I let a step, the

business is done.

If you do not step back, sometimes instead of each other will be forced into a dead end.

This is a truth that both Felix and Clinton understand.

That's why Clinton wasn't worried at all that Stephan would take the gold tree for himself, because he

knew that Stephan didn't have the guts to face the entire Zaccardi Family's pursuit.

And he is not worried that Felix will not give the real Celestial Book to Stephan after he gets the gold

tree.

Because, Felix still has the next thing he needs to help him with, he won't take things so far.

I have to say, Clinton is a master at guessing people's hearts.

Almost every person's psychology, guessed it all.

Felix asked Queeny to get the box out of a cabinet somewhere in the upstairs study.

Queeny naturally knew where it was, and after turning around and going upstairs, she came down not

long after.

In her hand she took another small wooden box, and on closer inspection, it was actually exactly the

same as the one handed to Stephan before.

Stephan reached out to take it and looked at the box in his hand with a slightly odd face.

He looked up at Felix and asked, "This time, you didn't put anything on it, did you?"

Felix laughed coldly, "I put poison on the box, believe it or not?"

Stephan was so frightened that his face changed and he almost didn't throw the box away directly.

Soon, however, he reacted that Felix was joking.

His face instantly stank because he had just lost his cool and lost face in front of Felix.

He said in a good-natured way: "You just make it, no one can help you anyway, you shuffle me is

enough, if you really dare to joke with that person, be careful when the time comes to really talk about

the collapse of a shot, you can't get a good deal."

Felix naturally understands this, which is why he really didn't put poison on the box.

He waved his hand impatiently.

"OK, OK, you got the stuff, get out."

Stephan then grunted and turned away.

Only after he left, Felix went to the study with Queeny again.

He asked Donald to bring the gold tree over, then opened the computer, entered a string of programs,

and in the next second, a screen cut over. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

In the picture, Clinton is sitting in a recliner, with his eyes closed, and he doesn't know if he's asleep or

what.

Next to a low table placed on a rustic incense burner, incense burner inside a light smoke curling up,

the picture is indescribably harmonious and quiet.

Felix was not polite, not to mention that if he made a sound at this time, he would not disturb him and

spoil the perfect picture.

He said directly in a deep voice: "Tell me, what do you want before you will tell me the method of

raising the GOLD TREE?"

In the picture, Clinton slowly opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the wooden box that was sitting on the table.

Earlier York removed that pinhole camera from the wooden box, and later, he had York put it back in

place.

These contraptions in the modern world always make him dislike, so small a phase of sesame seeds,

thrown on the table, the wind blows and disappears.

It is better to settle on the box, safer.

With this in mind, he smiled slightly and said in a light voice: "Mr. Bissel, how about we make another

deal?"

Felix certainly didn't expect Clinton to tell him the method directly.

According to his nature, he will not let go of his mouth without asking for some benefits.

Therefore, he agreed to do so without even thinking about it.

"Sure, Mr. Zaccardi how about telling us what kind of deal you want to make."

Clinton said in a deep voice: "We are not willing to lose people, but also do not trust each other, since

this is the case, then why not ding is ding is dao to say clearly, this gold tree I can give you, but a gold

tree at least have to raise six months to bear fruit again, and once the fruit only six, that is, a year can

only bear twelve. "