"No one is to come in without my order," Sophia said casually as she glanced at the bodyguards around her.
"I don't know."
Sophia said calmly, "I only know what kind of problem you will face tonight."
"Do you know what kind of consequences this decision will bring to the Roland Family?" Jones stood up slowly and asked with a cold expression.
"You can understand it that way," Sophia said calmly.
"In that case, the Roland Family is planning to withdraw?" Is the Roland Family planning to withdraw? "Jones asked coldly.
"Miss Sophia, you're exaggerating," Jones said calmly with a smile. "Without Miss Sophia's financial support, the Fox Hunting Family wouldn't be where they are today. Logically speaking, you're my boss. "
Suddenly, several men in suits rushed into the room. Some were from Jones' side, and some were from Sophia's side. Both sides were staring at each other, ready to fire once they received their boss's order.
As soon as Sophia finished speaking, a black shadow shot in from the window like a bolt of lightning. In a split second, a sharp bayonet was pointed at Jones' heart.
"I refuse." Sophia shook her head.
After the bodyguards left the meeting room, Jones stared at Sophia calmly and asked calmly, "Sophia, is this your personal decision or your family's decision?"
Sophia sneered, "Don't act in front of me. I'm here today to tell you this. From today onwards, I won't pay a single cent to the Fox Hunting Family! "
Too quiet!
Whoosh!
"Mr. Jones, do you usually make people submit by force?" Sophia sneered. "If that's the case, I feel that my decision is correct."
In the corridor outside the meeting room, there were nearly 20 young men in suits lined up. They had different skin colors and came from all over the world. They were like a group of well-trained soldiers standing on both sides of the corridor, making way for the middle-aged men.
The scene froze. It was silent!
"For this, my father has already paid with his life," Sophia said calmly.
Hearing that, Jones suddenly flew into a rage. He slammed the table and stood up, "Miss Sophia, I hope you think carefully before you speak!"
"Oh? Is that so? "Jones mocked. "Is Miss Sophia planning to take revenge on me before the US government does?"
The leader was a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He had brown hair, and his sharp eyes flickered with a dazzling light from time to time. Even when he walked, he was full of vigor and vigor.
"Why?" Jones narrowed his eyes and his expression froze. "Miss Sophia doesn't approve of my plan?"
"I just don't want to invest more in fox hunting," Sofia said calmly. "In recent years, the Hunting Fox has been doing less and less for our family. However, he needed more and more funds. From my point of view, I began to suspect that this was an unfair trade. At least to me, it's not fair. "
Crack.
They were too quiet!
"Oh? What do you think, Miss Sophia? "
They were not dressed in ordinary suits. Even their eyes and expressions were different from ordinary bodyguards. They were deep, mysterious, and emitted a chilling and eerie aura. They were like a group of lethargic old people. But looking at their age, they were clearly middle-aged.
"A person who is pretending to be asleep can never be woken up," Sofia said calmly.
"Yes." The bodyguards lowered their heads and left, looking indescribably awkward.
"What did you say?" Jones asked.
"Looks like Mr. Jones is afraid of death." Sofia pursed her lips.
The mysterious woman, who was the middle-aged man's Miss Sophia, smiled faintly and put down the coffee in her hand. She looked at the man and said, "Mr. Jones is very busy. It's already a great honor for him to take the time to see me."
"How could that be?" Jones smiled and shook his head. "I'm sure Miss Sophia knows that we're in a cold war with the US government. No one can guarantee that the US government won't launch an assassination attempt on me. So it's best to be careful. "
"In other words. A thief calling a thief — "Sofia questioned coldly. "Do you think you can catch the thief?"
"Sounds. Like you're telling me directly, "Jones said. "Miss Sophia, do you think I killed your father?"
"Oh?" Sofia raised her eyebrows and joked. "If that's the case, why do you have four bodyguards with you even when you're meeting with the boss? Are you afraid that I, the boss, will murder you? "
"I'm very sorry about your father's accident," Jones said firmly. "I promise you, I'll find the murderer as soon as possible. I'll make it up to you. "
"Yes. Missy. "
"Got it," Sofia nodded and said calmly.
Click!
Very soon, only Sofia, Jones, and the four middle-aged men were left in the meeting room once again.
Jones snorted and glanced at the bodyguards who were swarming toward him. He shouted, "Get out!"
He walked toward the conference room with steady steps. Behind him were the four middle-aged men who were so low-key that their leader stole all the limelight. Each of them had a stern expression and restrained their aura.
The middle-aged man walked to the door and pushed it open. A spring breeze-like smile appeared on his originally calm face. He greeted the mysterious lady who was leisurely drinking coffee in the conference room. "Miss Sophia, sorry to keep you waiting." The middle-aged man walked into the conference room with a smile and casually sat opposite Sofia. The four middle-aged men behind him also followed him calmly. They stood at a few spots where they could observe all the corners of the conference room. They were extremely cautious.
"But Miss Sophia. You should know that without the support of the Fox Hunting Gang, your family's underground business wouldn't be so big and influential, "Jones asked. "What do you think?"
Hearing that, Sofia stared at Jones calmly and said word by word, "I wonder if Mr. Jones has heard of this saying."
People couldn't help but want to take a few more glances at them!
Jones' expression froze. A complicated expression flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he asked slowly, "Miss Sophia. Are you hinting at something? "
"Is there a difference?" Sofia asked calmly. "Right now, I'm the representative of the family. My decision is the family's decision. "
"Do you think I'm hinting at something, Mr. Jones?" Sofia sneered.
"I don't understand what you mean, Miss Sophia." Jones shook his head.
"Why must it be me?" Sofia's gaze turned cold as she said with an icy expression. "Do you think I'm the only one who wants to kill you?"
"Who in this world isn't afraid of death?" Jones smiled and shook his head. "Miss Sophia, is there any outcome to the matter we discussed half a year ago?"
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