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After more than an hour.

Foreign Affairs Office of Atlanta.

Jasmine successfully arranged Duke Cyril Sack himself and the other servants, and walked out of the reception door with a cold face, followed closely by his men.

At this time, Jasmine was in a very bad mood. With more contact with the person Cyril Sack during the arrangement process, she found that the other party was seemingly friendly, but the implicit meaning of the words was tricky and stumbling, making people unpredictable. Typical old foxes do pie.

The process of arranging the other party was only an hour, but she had at least three fires in her heart. If it was not suppressed in time, she might tear Cyril Sack's bones on the spot.

Standing outside the door of the reception desk, Jasmine's eyes were cold, and obviously the fire was not gone, which was very unhappy.

Her men, Hulk, who had a sturdy body, stepped up, glanced at Jasmine’s expression, and apparently dissatisfied with Cyril Sack. He looked up at the sky and asked, “Princess, it will be dark after a while. Do you want to take advantage of the darkness to sneak in and kill the damn old white hair inside to relieve you? Anyway, here is Atlanta, our site, and all of us are in the reception, escort The soldiers from the other side were left outside the city, and they were not afraid of unsuccess."

"Don't mess with me!" Jasmine listened, glaring at Hulk angrily. "I'm really angry, and I really want to kill the other party, but this time it's different from the last special envoy, really killed, The trouble is big. So, even if you are angry, bear with it. If you dare to make a claim for me, I will kill you first. Do you know?"

Hulk narrowed his neck and nodded obediently: "I know... I know."

"princess."

At this time, the sorceress Su slowed out for a while, walked out of the reception door, shouted, and walked to Jasmine, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

Jasmine glanced at Su, frowning and asking, "Did I leave you inside to look at Cyril Sack, how did it come out?"

"I don't want to do that, Princess." Su shrugged. "But the one inside didn't look at me at all, and felt that with my strength, he was not worthy of'protecting' him, so he drove me out. Of course it's nice to say, yes "Send me" out, just like "send" Princess you."

"Then what is in your hand?"

"This." Su lifted the paper in his hand and sneered. "I almost forgot to say that although the one inside drove me out, I didn't forget to let me bring you a list by the way. He thinks that our reception desk needs to be improved, and hopes that we can improve it as soon as possible, otherwise it is very unsuitable for people with his status."

"Huh, there are a lot of problems. I really don't know if you die, do you still have requirements for the coffin..." Hulk hummed.

Jasmine glared, Hulk shut up quickly.

"Princess, do you want me to read the content above?" Su asked next.

"Read it." Jasmine responded blankly.

"Okay, cough." Su Qingqing said in his throat. "The first is the small aspect. For example, the floor is not well wooded, it is too old, there is abnormal noise on it, and it needs to be replaced. The wall is uneven, the paint is uneven, and there is a musty smell. , It should be cleaned and repainted. The decoration is too cheap, it needs to be replaced with more precious...then the bigger point, the garden vegetation is too little, too ordinary, there is no relaxing effect at all, the bedroom is too small, need to be expanded...More On the bigger side, the slabs laying on the ground in the yard are all too smooth and easy to fall..."

Su kept talking.

Jasmine heard halfway and said coldly: "It seems that this Honorable Duke of Chaialai has no satisfaction with the reception desk we arranged. He wants to overthrow the entire reception desk and rebuild it."

"It's almost like this." Su Tanshou, "Actually, I think he was deliberate. I want us to arrange for him to meet Lord Richard earlier."

"I can think of this."

"That princess, what are we going to do with these requests?"

"Don't care." Jasmine said coldly. "There are too many problems, you can't help it, just leave it to dry."

"Really, princess?" Su blinked, hesitating, "It's a bit too... not to give face?"

"Also..." Jasmine pondered for a moment and thought for a while, "The face's face is still to be given, but it can't make the other party really satisfied, so, all the other party's requirements are tried to meet, but the most in a day Satisfy one for him. For example, today, change the floor for him first, give him a kind of floor test, and try until he is satisfied. And before the floor is changed, other requirements are dragging me, asking words , Just tell him that we have limited manpower."

"Yes, Princess, I get it."

"Well, let's do this." Jasmine waved her hand, and said to herself fiercely, "I don't believe it, but I can't play with him in this place of Shalin? Want to trouble me, hum, I see this It’s just asking for trouble."

As the words fell, Jasmine stepped quickly into the distance.

...

In a flash, a few days later, the time entered July.

Foreign Affairs Office of Atlanta.

In the reception, in a luxurious living room that had just been replaced with new floors, Cyril Sack stepped on the floor and paced back and forth.

Pacing for a few laps, stopping, light blue eyes looked at the servant waiting aside.

It was a dark-skinned man, very strong. He noticed that Cyril Sack was staring at him, and quickly bent down, making a listening gesture and asked, "Sir, do you have something to say?"

"Arco, hasn't Shalin given the news yet? What happened to the meeting with Lord Richard?" Cyril Sack asked.

"Return to Master, I just urged again this morning, but... Shalin always said that he would try to make arrangements and continue to contact Lord Richard, but he refused to tell us an accurate date, saying that we should wait patiently." Ako's servant said.

"Patience?!" Cyril Sack sneered, angrily, "I'm already patient enough, just to change the floor is such a trivial matter, I have tossed and twitched for a week, paved, demolished and paved, Did I say anything? But after all, patience is limited, and I can’t wait indefinitely. After a while, you go to urge the people in Shalin to let them arrange a meeting in the near future at all costs. this matter."

"Understood, sir, I'll urge you right away." Ako, the servant, thought of something later and reminded, "Oh, lord, it's already noon, or...you use lunch first?"

"Alright." Cyril Sack nodded, sorted his mood, and approached the dining room connected to the living room.

"jingle!"

The servant Akola took a look at the rope hanging in the corner of the restaurant, and immediately there was movement outside the door, and the servants quickly brought the prepared meals to the table.

Cyril Sack sat down at the dining table, glanced at the things on the dining table, and found that all the common patterns such as steers, roasted birds, stewed meat, etc., did not meet his light taste at all, and frowned. " I’m not asking you to tell Sharin that I don’t like to eat these things. How can I do it like this, they are deaf?"

"Adults, their ears are not deaf." Arco listened, revealing an embarrassed expression, and hesitantly said: "Adult, actually... this is what we did. You put this at the reception yesterday at noon. After the chef reprimanded, Sharin withdrew the other party, and did not send a new one, saying that he was working hard to choose the chef that meets your requirements. It will take some time."