People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

That bastard Felix, what business did he get me into?

Isabella remained silent for a long while, her thoughts racing.

Ding Ze was not in a hurry and waited quietly;

Isabella finally spoke, "Mr. Ding, may I ask why? Falcon is actually not a bad person."

"Answer me one question first, what do you want?" Ding Ze asked instead of answering. "Perhaps I can give it to you."

"!!!!" Isabella was startled again, followed by a gleam of excitement in her eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Because she frequently followed news from the United States, Isabella knew quite a bit about Ding Ze, including how powerful and wealthy he was…

Therefore, when faced with this problem...

“I want to work for you,” Isabella replied after much deliberation.

This answer is the result of careful consideration.

Isabella didn't really want to work for Ding Ze; she just wanted to temporarily rely on him. Fortunately, it would be easier to make a name for herself in Mexico and become the successful woman she wanted to be.

Ding Ze knew Isabella's ambition, so he was somewhat surprised by her answer, yet not entirely. "I agreed. So, does the reason I want to kill Falcon still matter?"

Isabella laughed, "It doesn't matter, I'll take you to a party tomorrow night."

“Okay,” Ding Ze nodded with a smile, then asked Felix, “Felix, do you have any other questions?”

Felix looked worried. "I want to talk to Isabella about the details for tomorrow night."

“I’m not interested in the details. You two can chat slowly. I’ll go back to my room first,” Ding Ze said, getting up on his own. Then he turned to Isabella and said, “My room is 508. Come over later and we can talk about work.”

Isabella smiled faintly, and without the slightest hesitation, nodded decisively, "Okay."

Ding Ze didn't say much and left.

Felix watched Ding Ze's retreating figure without showing any emotion, but couldn't help feeling a surge of excitement.

'He likes to play around with women!!!'

Felix thought to himself that he had found a weakness in Ding Ze. In an instant, he had a plan to cultivate some beautiful women, keep them on good terms with Ding Ze, and then, if necessary, get rid of him.

Ha ha.

Dancing on a tightrope, isn't that fucking thrilling, Felix?

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dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Ding Ze got up and opened the door.

Isabella walked in with a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, smiling. "Mr. Ding, what do you think of Mexico?"

"I don't know yet," Ding Ze replied with a smile, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Go take a shower."

“Okay, join me?” Isabella asked seductively.

Ding Ze nodded.

Time passes quickly.

Isabella has gone mad.

An experience unlike any I've ever had before!

It felt like being in the sky.

Isabella could hardly believe what had just happened; she was completely dazed.

Looking at Isabella like this...

All I can say is that men's happiness is that simple.

In a blink of an eye.

Several hours passed.

The two finally had a chance to talk about serious matters, namely work.

"Mr. Ding, tell me what I need to do for this job," Isabella said weakly.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette. "Are you familiar with Colombia?"

Isabella was slightly taken aback and looked at Ding Ze. "Columbia? Not very familiar with them. I only know them as people from Kitani."

"Are you interested in taking over Falcon's business and expanding it throughout Mexico?" Ding Ze asked calmly.

Isabella was completely stunned!

Is the thing I've always dreamed of finally about to arrive?

The next instant, Isabella nodded decisively and repeatedly, "Very interested!!!"

"I'll help you get to that position, in exchange. Remember, I'm your boss."

“Okay,” Isabella agreed readily, though she had other plans in mind. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 144 A Grand Party, Falcon, Sicily

"Are you aware of Felix's plan?" Ding Ze asked.

"I know a little, but not much."

“Then let me briefly explain my plan with him,” Ding Ze said succinctly. “Because of this plan, you will have to work under Felix. Any questions?”

Isabella was thrilled to hear this.

Should Colombian cartel be forced to withdraw from the US retail business? And should it be entirely taken over by Mexico?

According to this logic, wouldn't she be in charge of the retail of Colombian specialty products from now on?

That's such a high position!

Even if you work under Felix, so what?

Being second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others is enough.

Besides, what if something unexpected happens to Felix?

“No problem,” Isabella nodded with a smile.

"very good."

That concludes the discussions; it's time to get back to work.

Unfortunately, just then, the phone rang; it was Janet calling.

Ding Ze answered the phone without hesitation, and then gave Isabella a look that said it was time to get to work.

Isabella understood immediately, quickly put down her wine glass, and got to work diligently.

Over there on the phone.

Janet rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Ding Ze, at least try to avoid me a little."

"Haha, do you need it?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Janet sighed, "Of course."

The two chatted for a while, then hung up the phone.

Miami.

In her recently acquired mansion, Janet stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the undulating sea in the distance. She chuckled and muttered, "Damn man."

Jealous? A little.

Do you mind? A little.

But that's about all.

It's normal for a man like Ding Ze to have affairs outside of marriage.

As long as she comes back, as long as she's standing by Ding Ze's side in the end, that's enough.

after all.

At her level, she knew very well that monogamy was something designed for ordinary people, and the same goes for laws.

These things are just rules that constrain ordinary players in the game of life.

After gazing at the sea for a while, Janet turned away, walked barefoot back to the sofa, sat down, and continued working.

The project involving that ultra-luxury five-star hotel has already begun. There will be many things to do next, so we must speed things up. Otherwise, if we are late, there may be some unforeseen changes.

the other side.

Tijuana, in a hotel room.

"Was that your girlfriend from America just now?" Isabella asked, her expression slightly changing.

Ding Ze smiled.