Jack was in a good mood tonight.He had done a favor for Mr.Biden, the company's client, so the project he was in charge of should be going well.He walked over with a smile.

"Christina, congratulations on your smooth entry into the entertainment industry.Mr.Biden saw your advertisement and felt that your temperament was very suitable for the teleplay he invested in, with a theme of survival in troubled times of the 1910s ...You should thank Mr.Biden"

Christina stood up straight with a complex expression.

She did not respond to his words, Mr.Biden and Renee also seemed to have strange expressions, as if they did not listen to him.

Jack was in doubt when a strange low voice came from the left, "How to thank Mr.Biden?"

Jack didn't care.

He smiled and said, "Of course, Christina has to work hard for Mr.Biden..."

As he spoke, he turned around and had a casual glance at the man with a strong presence in his left hand.

Jack's face froze.He was so frightened that his lips were twitched.

"..Mir.President"

It was Patrick.

Why was Patrick here? Jack looked at the man in front of him.

He was too nervous to even breathe heavily.

As an employee of the IP&G Group for eight years, he knew very well that the structure of the IP&G Group business was huge and complicated.

The president of the Asia Pacific region, the president of the North American region, the president of the real estate or technology field, all were leaders of the IP&G Group.

But there was only one Mr.President in the headquarters...

Jack had attended the annual meeting of the company and had seen the Mr.President once from afar, with whom he was deeply impressed.

Patrick's presence was unforgettable.

He enjoyed the inherent noble and cold temperament, and also a sense of cruelty.

Jack felt his heart beating much faster.

He stammered uncontrollably, "Mr.Hopkins, hello...Nice to meet you."

Mr.Hopkins was still silent, and Renee and the others awkwardly smiled and tried to speak.

However, Patrick suddenly stretched out his long arm and naturally hugged the woman's shoulder beside him.

The moment Patrick's hand touched her skin, Christina trembled.

The people in front of them were shocked and did not know how to react.

Although Patrick did not look at her, Christina tensed up.

if she was waiting for him to lash out at her at

when he saw

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

and scolded Christina as soon as

atmosphere, everyone

surprise,

least in front of these subordinates and partners, Patrick remained

head to Christina

and the others watched them leave in a

didn't want to have an argument with him in

expression looked as usual, but his hand grasping on Christina's shoulder tightened, and

walked stiffly

need to look back but knew that behind them must be countless

he would

vanity as other women called.She

came out of 502, she was embarrassed to face

going? Let

lowered her

go wherever I want.There is nothing wrong that

to struggle, but the strength of Patrick's grasp on her would

taken the initiative to lean close to Patrick's chest.Christina was

"Damn it!"

the gossip must be about

what the hell do you want to

gritted her teeth with a suppressed voice and

Patrick still ignored her.

and decided

man's indifference and

had been making excuses for him that he didn't remember

force me to hate

husband, Patrick

in depression.She lowered her head and stared blankly at the

not

while, there was a voice

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

a special noise-canceling headset was put on her head, Christina raised her head vigilantly and looked

and heavy gun was

the real weapon in her hands

you can try this gun to aim at the target ahead now.This type of recoil is suitable for women.I'll check your performance first, and then

of the shooting range spoke to

I don't want to

Christina said confusedly.

matter how bold she was,

past, no matter how grandpa spoiled her, he would not let her

to return the weapon, The retired American head coach was a little confused, with a

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