Reborn American Giants

"Hello, Ms. Patricia, it's my honor to meet you..." Patricia looked at the tall Hispanic man with a nice mustache in front of her, opened the door, and turned sideways.

Standing by the door, with a warm smile on his face, "I am Jose Victor, the investor that Manager Lauryn said is very interested in Edmond Food Company.

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She knew in her heart that this was just a courtesy, and now she was asking for help from Victor, not the other way around, so she quickly gave the same response to Victor's self-introduction.

"Mr. Jose, I'm very happy to see you too."

"We don't have to stand here chatting, please come in," Victor stretched out his hand and made an invitation.

Patricia looked at the artificially designed and lifeless hotel suite room with a slight hesitation. She originally thought there would be a formal meeting, with both parties sitting at opposite ends of the bright conference room, facing each other's lawyers.

Or if the financial staff raises questions, she is also ready to argue with them.

But what the hell is it now? A hotel room? Could this man named Jose Victor be preparing to do some other disgusting things under the guise of investment?

With these thoughts flashing through her mind, Patricia secretly pinched a metal object placed in her satchel. If Victor really had other ideas, Miss Patricia would never let him have any good results.

eat.

"Thank you," Patricia thanked her elegantly, and walked into the guest room of the Marriott Hotel accompanied by Victor.

This room seems to be the most exclusive suite in the entire Marriott Hotel. The exterior walls are all made of particularly popular high-strength glass curtain walls. It offers a spectacular view of the ferries at the mouth of the Hudson River and the high-rise buildings built along the river.

, the intricate wooden patterns on the floor make people wonder if half of the tropical rain forest was cut down to achieve this effect.

Continuing to walk forward, what comes into view is a huge leather sofa, equipped with a coffee table, filled with steaming and sumptuous food. Linen napkins are folded into a beautiful shape, beautifully decorated with various

Such a plate seemed to have been prepared just now, but no one could be seen busy.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had lunch yet. Miss Patricia, would you like some?"

Shaking her head in refusal, Patricia said she didn't want to eat. Victor didn't care, just took off his coat and ate at the plate of food in front of him. She sat on the sofa, picked up a cup of coffee in front of her, and waited for him to speak.

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Victor was concentrating on eating his lunch, and his eating habits and table manners were really unflattering. Occasionally he raised his head and chatted with Patricia for a moment or two, but he obviously paid more attention to the food on the plate than to her.

The room was very quiet. Apart from the unpleasant sounds made between the metal tableware and the ceramic plates, the only sound left was the sound of Victor chewing food. For a moment, Patricia even thought that the man in front of her must have invited her to come.

It was a mistake. In the short time since she entered the house, she already felt a little vulnerable.

"Patricia Ellen Edmond was born in Inverness, Citrus County, Florida. She is 25 years old and graduated from the Department of International Finance at the University of Chicago. She originally lived a carefree life, or the biggest thing in your life.

The only possibility is to find a well-matched man and have children, but..."

Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, Victor picked up the neatly folded napkin and wiped the food residue and oil stains around his mouth. He looked at Patricia, who was sitting upright, and finally spoke, but what he said was

An investigative report.

"...But after your father Thomas died, you chose to take over the family's food company. In this city full of stupid men, it is definitely not easy for a woman to become famous."

These words obviously spoke to Patricia's heart. It seemed that before meeting her, Victor had done enough homework and dug out all these trivial things, and he knew her very well.

Patricia noticed Victor's eyes moving around, spying on her expression and looking directly into her eyes under the thick eyelashes.

"Although I have never been there, I heard that Inverness is a very beautiful city. Miss Patricia, why don't you go back to your hometown ranch and continue living, but to get involved in the business world? The same gang has always

What about competition among men who don’t agree with women’s economic and political power?”

There was no response, and Patricia's jaw seemed to freeze for a moment. Victor didn't know whether the beautiful and exciting young lady in front of him would lose her temper furiously or lose her temper when faced with his invasion of her privacy.

He stood up and walked away.

But Victor knew very well that the woman in front of him would not shed tears. She was not the type to cry, and it could be seen from her eyes.

Patricia has a very good figure, a very natural slender figure, which is very in line with people's current aesthetic views on women's figures, especially those two pairs of long legs, which make people feel like they can't help but hold them in their arms and play with them.

impulse.

Her beauty is more classic, her hips are about half an inch wider, but her curves are just right. She is really a perfect "beautiful thing", with smooth and flawless skin on her face and fair complexion.

When God created her facial features, he must have had the feelings of a sculptor, carefully carving them with each stroke. The two full lips seemed to tell endless thoughts, the high cheekbones, and the thick long hair were alluring.

of light gold color.

But the most amazing thing about this face is the nose, which is small and straight, with a flat tip, which wrinkles with the rhythm of her speech. When the tone is heavier or the emotion is stronger, the nose is small and straight.

The nostrils are slightly open, which is really cute.

Victor couldn't help but imagine lying on the pillow and teasing this little nose, but Patricia's starry eyes made him put this small thought back.

Those are a pair of almond eyes that should not appear on this face. The yellow-green pupils are full of the mysterious flavor of autumn and the transparency of seeing everything. At this moment, the feminine look and light in these eyes have disappeared.

Instead, there is suspicion and distrust, as if something is being hidden at all times.

"Don't think you will anger me, Mr. Jose. Yes, you are rich and powerful, so you can investigate me as much as you like. But I don't think it is a big deal, and I don't think that I will become anything if you investigate me.

A terrible person. Ever since I entered the business world, middle-aged businessmen love to use me as a talking point, and I have become accustomed to it."

Patricia deliberately said these words to Victor in a sarcastic tone, hoping that Victor would understand that she was also unkind and was definitely not a kind person.

"What exactly do you want to get from Edmond Food Company? Or what do you want to get from me? I have no idea, but I will listen to you slowly. The only thing I lack most now is

It’s time.”