Chapter 510

"Miss? Can't you? " The maid had been there, sighing and asking.

"It's not pure energy. It will be very troublesome after absorption. Lock it up first and deal with it later." Daisy shakes her head gently. The God has the ability to absorb and purify, but she can't. forced absorption will definitely change her temperament. She won't sacrifice herself for this strength.

Phoenix Fire can burn the entire space station and purify the energy of the universe. Unfortunately, it doesn't have so many flames. The piano with this number of flames is not on earth.

Seal up and wait for later processing.

She quickly asked another question: "what do the bankers on Wall Street say? They won't let go so easily

Daisy chuckles. There may be so many good people in politicians these days, but bankers can say that there are no good people. They are all the people who go to hell immediately when they die. It's totally unrealistic for them to give up 600 million yuan to give the building to themselves.

The maid also laughed: "United Industrial Bank said that our ownership is questionable and needs to be carefully verified."

What? Check carefully. It's a procrastination. It's none of their business until the end of the auction when the bank gets the money. Daisy, they want the building. Go find a new buyer.

"A group of cunning old dogs, is the auction ahead of time?"

"Yes, the original plan was the end of the month. They changed the temporary notice to three days later. What shall we do, miss? " The maid asked her if she wanted to use an off disk move.

"Not yet. Do we or our allies have shares in this United Industrial Bank?"

In modern society, you have me and you have me. It's too normal. Maybe you can find your own people by turning around.

However, this result disappointed her. As the largest creditor of Durham, United Industrial Bank had been mainly operating in Europe before. Durham also valued the other party's weak influence in America by seeking shares in this bank.

They didn't know each other. They had little contact with machinery manufacturing, weapons research and development, biopharmaceuticals and even the U.S. banking industry that she had been dealing with. Only Daisy, a small shareholder, knew Sunil Bachi, who worked for Whitehall.

"Forget it, just say I'm going to interview their owners." Daisy didn't want to deal with Whitehall people, not at all.

The next evening, with the roar of the engine, the fiery red Ferrari Enzo stopped in front of the New York economic club, and the scissors door slowly opened.

White and flawless, delicate and smooth legs stepped out of the driver's seat with a pair of silver white Gucci diamond inlaid heels. I don't know which one is more dazzling, diamond or skin.

Daisy is wearing a wine red dress skirt with her whole back exposed to the air. Unlike those fashionable ladies who deliberately cut down on food intake, her shoulder blades are beautiful in shape, smooth in lines, and her muscles give off an indescribable beauty as she moves forward.

Relatively speaking, the maid is inferior to her. She has a navy blue shirt with a double breasted skirt, high heels at her feet, light makeup and two diamond earrings.

Half a step behind, Miss maid likes her position very much, because this angle can stare at Daisy's beautiful back and appreciate it openly. She is willing to stop at this angle forever to enjoy the beautiful scenery ahead.

The name of the modern owners' club on Wall Street seems very vulgar. In fact, it is the predecessor of the New York Stock Exchange. All entrepreneurs in the United States are members of this club.

The other Party chose to talk here to prevent her from playing cards according to the rules. Arms boss, it's scary to hear her name!

The waiter ushered them into a meeting room. Several shareholders of the board of directors of United Industrial Bank were waiting for her.

The chairman of the board of directors, with his nose hooked, white hair and a look of elites, rose to welcome him. He was joined by six other directors, all of whom stood up. It seemed that a young man sitting on the left side was very abrupt.

Several bank directors were used to it, and they seemed to know that this was the man's temper. Daisy and the maid couldn't help looking at it.

Handsome, this is the first reaction of a young man to two women.

Naturally, handsome men, such as Captain America and grant ward, are very handsome.

But it's a bit exaggerated when you're handsome to the extent of evil.

The man's temperament is domineering. Although he just sits there at will, he has an arrogant momentum. This momentum doesn't disgust ordinary people. Just like human beings face fierce animals, they are more ferocious than themselves, so it's a matter of course to be arrogant.

Typical white features, if the captain of the United States is sunny and handsome, then the man is elegant and rebellious.

"Well?" Daisy frowned slightly, her eyes were like a deep lake, but it was mixed with the heat of melting metal. Two opposite emotions existed in one person's eyes at the same time, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

The handsome man used to have a funny expression. When he saw Daisy, his eyes seemed to find something, but then he became serious, and finally became dignified.There was an evil light in his eyes, as if he wanted to see Daisy through.

Daisy's super vision is also launched. Although it suppresses aggression, the little golden light in her eyes still makes her dazzling, like a huge light source.

"Miss Johnson, this Mr. herstrom is..." I don't know their secret confrontation. The chairman of the board of directors of the bank who presided over the meeting is still introducing them.

"Get out!" The young man's tone was like a scolding servant, and the seven Wall Street elites suddenly became extremely dull and walked out stiffly.

Daisy also nodded to the maid, indicating that she was afraid that the handsome man would attack the maid.

As the ornate door was gently closed by the maid, Daisy sat opposite the handsome man.

"Young Titan?"

"The devil of hell?"

Two people at the same time out of each other's identity, followed by dead silence.

The young man takes out a cigarette from his suit. He moves gracefully and leisurely. He gently touches it, and then spits out a mouthful of smoke. The whole person becomes ethereal with the smoke.

"Ha ha, you are supposed to be the son of the devil. The man just called you herstrom. Is that your surname in the world? Your name is not Damon herstrom, is it? A devil and a human

Daisy whispered: "malduk, the Babylonian god of Mesopotamia, was defeated by the Egyptian god and fell into hell. Your father's experience from the LORD God to the king of hell is admirable."

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