Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1194 Want to swallow me?

The Traylor family, as a pharmaceutical family, has a great influence in the industry. A few years ago,

the former principal and his wife were killed in a car accident, and the company was handed over to his

daughter Shirley, who was deeply influenced by the business philosophy of foreign consortia and was

determined to take The Traylor Pharmaceutical Company to the next level. Shirley was influenced by

the business philosophy of foreign conglomerates and was determined to take The Traylor Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Pharmaceutical Company to the next level.

People live in the world, there are always headaches and fever, drugs are always a necessity, Shirley

guarding such a large golden rice bowl, even if it is sitting on the mountain, but also to feed several

generations, what can not think of, have to go off the edge?

I ran into her at the reception and had a few words with Shirley, and she was a rare cultured and funny

presence in a crowd of famous women.

Shirley didn't get angry when she heard Dennis say that, instead she politely came up and greeted me,

"Miss Kennedy, we've met before."

I reached out and squeezed her hand, a slapdash grip, just a moment, like a touch of ten thousand

years of unmelting ice, cold, I was a shock, because of the scene at this time, repressed not to show,

pulled the corners of the mouth to maintain the face of the calm, "Miss Traylor."

Shirley pursed her lips, and then passed a wink behind me, and the bodyguard who escorted me up

took the initiative to leave.

Before I could react, Shirley took the initiative to pick the conversation again, "I've heard a lot about

Miss Kennedy, and frankly, I admire you for putting yourself on the line for love."

This sounded like a detriment, I pulled the corners of my mouth awkwardly and reluctantly thanked,

"Thank you."

"Don't ever be polite, I mean it all, hehehe ......" Shirley took my hand and patted it, warmly like an old

friend who has known each other for years.

I just feel a chill down my back, in this occasion with a brand new identity interface, but the other side

like to see your cards are generally comfortable, I think no one will feel comfortable.

Shirley, however, is relaxed and calm, and turns back around after finishing, folding up two legs and

greeting me like a master, "Miss Kennedy don't be polite, sit down."

I looked at Dennis and after he agreed, I sat down with him.

Just sit down, look up, Shirley is staring at me and Dennis, meaningful squinting and smiling.

"Miss Kennedy and Mr. George are famous glamorous couple, even if they are separated, they still

look like a couple, if they can work together, it will be an interesting thing in our circle." Shirley said

flatteringly.

I just took it as a compliment, but Dennis was extra nervous, "What does Miss Traylor mean, she

doesn't trust me?"

"Mr. George don't think too much, I definitely don't mean anything else, I just think, Miss Kennedy dare

to think and do, I appreciate it, seeking for wisdom." Shirley's expression tightened a bit, but her

eyebrows still looked shrewd.

Dennis hooked his lips, lightly bared a smile, "I advise Miss Traylor or to put aside those unrealistic

thoughts in the heart, if the Kennedy family so well calculated, you will not know Clara those glorious

deeds."

I could hear it, and Dennis definitely didn't have anything nice to say about me.

It seems that Uncle Link did not work in vain in this life, even if retired, but also has been these unseen

business as a ride on the umbrella of life.

But as Dennis said, the bottom line that has been guarded for a lifetime, how can it be broken, they

have no idea how much power this thing of faith has.

"Not necessarily, there is always a way, what do you say Mr. George?" Shirley does not know what

mute, desperately and Dennis pass the eye, completely when I am transparent.

Dennis leaned back with a cold face and said like a broken jar, "Don't ask me, go ask Benjamin if he'll

agree."

Shirley heard him say that, so he had to show his hands to dismiss, "just kidding, Mr. George is too

serious, this is a bad habit, have to change."

"It can't be changed, I just want to know if Miss Traylor's appetite is big enough to eat the goods we are

ready to disperse." Dennis seems to be a little angry, his face is gloomy and somewhat frightening.

But I do think this is extraordinarily familiar to him, decent, strong, always crushing opponents.

"Oh ......" Shirley laughed lowly, "Mr. George so shrewd when doing business, how to change a piece of

merchandise, instead of becoming a sitting duck, I have a small appetite, three or two bites to eat, but

the country more than a billion people, you think my goods may not sell?"

Dennis was unmoved and continued to throw his weight around, "I just know that the sky is high and

the emperor is far away, leaving the imperial capital, what makes you think you can control the lower

distributors, and once someone has unclean hands and is caught and confessed, what kind of situation

are we placed in?"

"There is no such possibility." Shirley said with certainty.

"Unless all the distributor's information is turned over for me to review whether all of them are

trustworthy, or accept the suggestion I just made and place one of my people in each province, so that

if anything happens, it will be convenient to cut off the grass for the benefit of both sides." Dennis

added.

Shirley face smile gradually stiffened, "Mr. George is not forgotten, we are talking business, I am not

your subordinates, naturally have their own set of system, how are you talking as if I am just a

middleman, using your goods, you have to hand over the people and the field similar?"

Speaking here she paused, her face instantly became ruthless, her shrewd eyes emitting a vicious

glow, "You want to swallow me, is that what you mean Mr. George?"

At the end of the sentence, there was a clear sound of loaded bullets behind us, apparently, Shirley's

men had already aimed at Dennis and me and were ready to get rid of them at any time.

Dennis and Shirley's eyes met in the air, silently facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly

became tense and ready to explode.

I couldn't help but make a swallowing motion, intentionally or unintentionally with the afterglow to

survey the situation behind me.

Behind a few people coming, three, or four, the left side has a blind spot, if you really open fire, should

first dodge the right ......

At that moment the old-fashioned elevator started again, and with the engine turning rudely, a dozen

seconds later, the bodyguard guarding the side pulled open the iron-grid elevator door and greeted the

people inside respectfully.

"Mr. Vance."

Benjamin then stepped out of the elevator and approached us step by step.

He walked over to the table and unhurriedly began to unhook the holster from his hand.

Shirley then narrowed her eyes and looked at him motionlessly, her gaze alert and strong.

Just as everyone was wondering what Benjamin was going to do next, he violently reached out and

grabbed Shirley by the hair, slamming her head hard against the table.

One down, two down, three down ......