Chapter 756 An Old-fashioned Man

"Do you like it?" Martin looked at Cassandra and asked.

Hearing this, blue veins stood out on Cassandra's forehead. 'You give me a banner as a gift! How dare
you ask me whether I like it or not? Who give you the courage?'

No wonder Carlos looked at her with sympathy just now. She just wanted to stay alone now.

Cassandra swallowed and said, "Yes, I like all the gifts from my sweetheart, but it's better to change the
words 'virtuous' on it to 'sweet woman'."

If she had known that Martin was so unreliable, she would have do it herself.

She knew that she couldn't count on Martin, who was a male chauvinism, to give her a gift!

Martin nodded slightly, "Next time."

Hearing this, Cassandra almost spat out a mouthful of blood. 'Are you really going to give me another
banner?

Forget it. After all, he is my husband!'

Cassandra felt helpless. She struggled for a few seconds and coughed, "Well, let's go to have dinner
first, and then go to the Grand Theatre, okay?"

"Wait," said Martin.

Cassandra turned to Martin and asked, "Anything else?"

Martin took out a letter from his pocket of his suit and handed it to her, "Here you are."

Cassandra, "..."



'What kind of old-fashioned man did she marry?

Write a letters? Are you serious? !'

Cassandra took the envelope and roughly tore the top of it. Then she took out two pieces of paper from
it. When the letter was opened, Cassandra saw his beautiful handwriting.

After a few seconds, Cassandra suddenly raised her head, "My sweetheart, is this... A love letter? "

If she remembered correctly, she had asked Martin to write a self-criticism in the morning, and it
enlightened Martin. That's amazing!

Martin lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

Cassandra looked at the love letter in her hand and then at Martin, "How about you slap me? I'll see if
I'm dreaming."

Martin didn't know whether to cry or to laugh, "You are not dreaming."

Cassandra couldn't help letting out a scream. After making sure that the love letter was true again and
again, she carefully put it away with excitement, put the banner on the back seat, and started the car to
leave.

In the South City Grand Theatre of the capital city.

There were a total of 3 floors in the Grand Theatre. There were ordinary seats on the first floor, and
private rooms on the second and third floors. At this time, the Grand Theatre was already very lively
with many guests. On the stage, there was an old long table, on which there was a gavel and a folding
fan.



In a room in the middle of the second floor, Hogan was leaning against a round chair, with his slender
legs overlapped casually. He gently closed his eyes, looking harmless.

A man in a black suit sat on the long table behind him expressionlessly. His glazed eyes reflected the
complex data and curve on the computer screen.

This man was called Stan Yuan, ranking eighth in the organization. After Barnes went to the Lu City, he
would temporarily replace him.

A few seconds later, Stan Yuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at Hogan, "In Lu City, the stock price
of the Lu Group's branch has moved faster than we expected, and the rise has exceeded our
expectations. It seems that Martin is more difficult to deal with than we expected."

Hogan still closed his eyes as if he didn't hear what he said. A moment later, his hoarse voice broke the
silence, "That's what I expected. If he doesn't even have this ability, he doesn't deserve to be my
opponent."

"It's not Martin. It's Thurston."

Hearing this, Hogan suddenly opened his eyes and sneered, "It seems that the richest man in Lu City
is not as important as I think. It's not worth for Martin to deal with it in person. What about the DJ
International Group?"

Stan Yuan said, "Everything goes well. As soon as the shareholders of the Yan Group heard that you
are going to invest, they all agree that you can enter the board of directors as an independent director.
The news has been released."

Hogan tapped his thin lips with his cold and piercing fingers and said, "Next, deprive Evan of power."



Stan Yuan nodded, "Yes, I'm doing it. By the way, Evan called in the afternoon and invited you to his
house for a meal in a few days. Miss Cassandra will also go there."

Hogan raised his eyebrows and thought, 'Evan is more shameless than I thought.'

Hogan, "Reply to him. I'll go there."

With a complicated look in his eyes, Stan Yuan glanced at Hogan. As expected, in the face of
Cassandra, there was no principle or bottom line.

Stan Yuan, "Yes, Mr. Hogan."

A few minutes later, Cassandra and Martin arrived. As soon as the two entered the room, the
temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few degrees. Hogan stood up from the chair and looked
at the two with a smile.

Martin raised his eyes slightly and stared at Hogan without blinking. He couldn't act rashly before he
knew why Hogan approached Cassandra.

Hogan raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Mr. Martin, I've heard a lot about you. It's my honor to see
you tonight."

When the rivals in love met, they had a contest in their hearts secretly.

"Me too," said Martin.

Looking at the two people, Cassandra somehow felt that the two people looked a little strange, but she
couldn't tell what was wrong.

Without thinking too much, Cassandra cleared her throat and said, "Well, the show is about to begin.
How about we sit down first?"



"Okay," replied Martin.

The three of them sat down, and there was a strange silence in the air. Fortunately, the storytelling had
begun. Mr. Du was still wearing a dark blue robe, and a pair of thick old glasses on the bridge of his
nose. As soon as he spoke, there was a burst of applause off the stage.

Hogan looked up at Martin and said slowly, "I heard that the Lu Group and the Shen Group are going to
work together to develop one hundred business squares. I've heard it from hearsay. I don't know if the
news is true or not. Please forgive me if I said it wrong."

While peeling melon seeds, Martin glanced at Hogan. The Lu Group and the Shen Group had joined
hands to build the top domestic business circle, and few people knew the news at present, and the Lu
Group and the Shen Group had not made it public. Now it seemed that the news was still leaked out.

Martin pushed a pile of peeled melon seeds in front of Cassandra, and the onlooker Cassandra
thought, 'Well, do you want to talk about gossip?'

With a sneer on his face, Martin said coldly, "You are really well-informed, Hogan. You even found out
this."

With an innocent smile on his face, Hogan said with a smile, "The Lu Group is one of the most powerful
financial groups in the country and a model for us to learn. It's natural for me to pay more attention to it.
But I don't know if you are willing to let me take a share? TL Investment Company pays great attention
to investment. As long as there is a good project, I can cooperate with you. "


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