Chapter 476 The purpose of cooperation is to swallow you

Sophie left the door of the big living room and saw Doni, who was ordered to guard here, Abel's female bodyguard captain.

Sophie knew her, so she spoke:

"Ms., where is Abel Smith? I have something to look for him."

Looking at Sophie wearing a nightgown, graceful figure and extremely attractive to men.

Duoni thought to herself that you are not looking for the boss if you have something to do.

Are you looking for...

But the boss told Duoni that Strawberry Villa was his playground when he was in the UK.

As long as he is in Strawberry Villa, there is no particularly urgent matter.

Then his strawberry girls want to find him and take them over.

"BOSS is in the indoor pool on the west side." Duoni said.

"Thanks."

Sophie thanked her and walked out, not afraid that she would expose herself in her nightgown.

Because she knew that someone had already replaced all the bodyguards and servants inside the Strawberry Villa with women.

Only the most important part of the outermost area is the male bodyguards.

Inside this Strawberry Villa, they nowadays shouldn’t be wearing nightgowns.

Even if... if you don't wear it, you won't be seen by men.

Oh, not impossible.

After all, there is still a man here.

And Sophie is going to find the only man in the Strawberry Villa now.

The passage is beautiful, historical, Victorian style, and a strong Gothic architectural atmosphere.

Bypass two small lawns, and the beautiful fountain pool in the lawn.

Sophie finally met Abel Smith in the west side of Strawberry Villa after modern reconstruction, using many modern technology indoor swimming pools.

When she came, Abel was calling.

Seeing her coming, he waved his hand at her, smiled, and signaled her to wait a moment.

Sophie hesitated for a moment.

Abel was calling, and what she should do most at this time was to avoid suspicion.

But seeing Abel doesn't mind, she also has some ideas.

Sophie Marceau chose to stay and stood aside and waited for Abel to finish the phone call.

What she didn't expect was Abel, who was half soaking in the warm bath by the swimming pool, holding the phone in one hand and making tricks on her with the other.

Sophie Marceau was stunned, knowing that he was letting himself go.

She no longer hesitated and walked over gently in her nightgown.

Before she was about to step into the bathtub, she wanted to take off her nightgown.

Unexpectedly, he said, "It looks better when dressed."

Sophie Marceau had to wear a nightgown and walked to him.

He hugged it with one hand, strong and powerful, and the two of them soaked in a warm and comfortable bathtub with water massage function.

As his hand reached over, Sophie groaned.

Then it sounded like he was talking to someone else.

It was close enough that she could hear the person talking to Abel, a male.

It may be a bit old because the sound sounds a bit old.

"Hey, Abel. Are you sure? The British are very wary of me, and if I join in, it will be more difficult."

"And now it is not as good as before. The pound is now sufficiently prepared for troops. Not only the British, but also the European Central Bank may join in to help the British together when necessary."

Sophie didn't understand these words very well. She had no interest in finance, business, etc.

What she likes is romance novels or prose that she feels have in-depth.

And things related to fashion and acting.

In terms of finance, she only knows about stocks.

She heard Abel say to the old man on the other side of the phone:

"Ha...I know all of what you said. But George, don't you think that if other Europeans come in, we might be able to get more spoils?"

"As you said, Britain is different now than before. The British people's meat is not fat enough. But if we can use the pound to pull down the European banks. The fat Europeans may be able to satisfy our appetite."

"More importantly, it can be said that it is in the interests of the entire United States. White House will also support us. As for the reasons, I think you understand."

Although I don’t know anything about business, and I don’t know anything about finance, at most I only know how to buy stocks.

But Abel heard such a long conversation with the opposite side.

Sophie Marceau is not mentally retarded.

She already understood a little.

It seems like the man around you is planning with others, targeting the UK and even the EU...

After understanding this, Sophie Masso was shocked.

She felt like she had smelled the conspiracy.

It was still so big that her small body could not resist. In this conspiracy, it was a shocking conspiracy that was powerless than a lonely boat in the sea.

She wanted to leave.

She already regretted why she had to come to find Abel at this time.

And the conversation between the giants in her eyes continued.

"I have to say, what you said makes sense. I have to say, I'm a little moved by this."

"But honestly, my dear, I don't trust you very much now in this regard."

"You say this so sad..." Abel said with a smile.

Sophie couldn't see that he looked sad.

"I won't talk about Norway. Last time I was in Brazil, you said you would join. As a result, I fought alone, and you didn't come until the end."

"Hey..." Sophie looked at Abel and responded:

"When we were in Norway, we were still enemies, which was not counted. Brazilian affairs... just a little fat, how could I compete with you? We are good friends! You are my shareholder, I am your shareholder!"

"Don't forget that we two were very happy in the first stock market cooperation. Those Han Chinese people said that we were "coaling together"!"

"What is a collusion? What is a wolf and what "Bei"? I haven't heard of it."

"Oh, that's an allusion to the Han people stealing their former sect leader's country. It roughly means that two cunning creatures cooperate."

"Okay. I understand. You are right. Our cooperation in Hanguo is indeed very pleasant."

Sophie Marceau was already a little irritated when he heard this.

She was sure that what she heard was the conversation between two terrifying bosses.

In their mouths, countries are regarded as prey by them.

They regard the plunder of the wealth of these countries as their hunting acts.

This is a female star in the French entertainment industry, an unimaginable terrible thing.

She even doubts now that she would encounter any unexpected things when she heard this "secret".

For example, on the streets of Paris, a large truck that shouldn't be driving in the city suddenly came, and then he knocked himself into the sky...

Fortunately, she felt Abel's big hand and her obsession with her body, as always.

This made Sophie relax a little.

She thought to herself: It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be. He still likes me very much. As long as I am obedient, I shouldn't be...

But if you regret it, you will still regret it. She regrets coming to find him at this time.

I regret hearing these contents by accident.

"Okay. What you said made me feel a little moved."

Sophie heard the old man opposite the satellite phone and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Then... what are you going to do?"

“Replica.”

Sophie looked at Abel and said to the person on the other side of the phone:
To be continued...