Chapter 647 Trading

Chapter 647 Trading

Without waiting for Mr. Bell to say anything, he continued, "Don't worry,

it doesn't matter if you know or misunderstand me, you know me and

whatever happens will not affect this project.”

Ayan's assurance left Mr. Bell speechless.

But the desire to speak under his eyes is very obvious, in the end also

can not help but open his mouth, he said: "Ayan, I am not worried

about the project, so long together I naturally know what kind of person

you are, but also know that you are responsible for the project and work

attitude, I am just worried that you make things for the project against

your heart's will. *

Mr. Bell's hint brought a slight smile to Ayan's face as he whispered, "I

understand what you mean, there will be no such thing."

“That's good, and as for what I just said, don't take it to heart, just think

of it as me being nosy."

"How? Your good intentions are clear to me."

The two smiled at each other, and the words of the conference room

naturally did not get out.

Ayan walked Mr. Bell to the elevator and watched Mr. Bell enter before

he turned around and walked in the direction of the office.

Kian saw this and immediately greeted him, he went to Ayan and

whispered, "Mr. Simpson, Preston is waiting for you in the lounge.”

"Well, go over there now!" Ayan responded lightly and didn't ask Kian to

bring Preston to his office to meet him; just because he was willing to

meet doesn't mean he was willing to give Preston face.

Kian led him to the lounge, knocked on the door and pushed it open to

let Ayan in, then closed the door to cut off all sound in the lounge from

the outside.

Ayan walked in and Preston sat on the couch and didn't move, much

less get up to greet him.

The two eyes collided indifferently in the air, Ayan walked to the master

sofa and sat in the middle, he slightly crossed his legs, the whole

person leaned on the back of the sofa, his eyes looked at Preston

lightly, and only then did not slow to speak: “Three times to see me,

what do you want to say, just be direct!"

Preston narrowed his eyes slightly, Ayan left him hanging here for so

long he felt was deliberate, just hit him in the face.

The look under his eyes became colder and colder like ice, and the

expression on his face was more indifferent as he said, "Does Mr.

Simpson want to make a deal with me?"

"There is still a deal between you and me?" Ayan gulped lightly, smiling

with a very indifferent mockery.

The implication is more like a rhetorical question to Preston, how can

they have a deal to negotiate when they are not on the same page?

Preston looked at Ayan with a stiff face, he tried to remain as calm as

possible, his voice did not change emotionally, "If you do not want to

talk to me and why do you want me to stay to meet this side?"

"This side is your initiative several times begged, as the head of this

project, I can not refuse the project team partners, not to mention

Norman Group in this project has brought more than once trouble, now

Mr. Baxter as Norman Group people on behalf of Norman Group to

participate in this Project, if it is Mr. Baxter you stand in my place, you

can rest assured?"

Ayan's words are more like telling Preston directly again that it is

because of his presence that he is uneasy.

If Preston nods, then he agrees with him, but if Preston denies it, then

that means Ayan can not see his side at all, not to mention the need to

put him in the eye.

So no matter how Preston responds, it's not appropriate.

He paused in bewilderment, the stiffness on his face becoming more

and more obvious, but still in great control: "Mr. Simpson is joking, if I

were sitting in Mr. Simpson's seat, a lot of things would not be the

situation now."

"Oh? What does Mr. Baxter mean by that?"

"Mr. Simpson, you and I both know what's in each other's hearts, so

why pretend to be polite to me?"

Preston couldn't hold back and eventually just poked his nose in,

because he would rather tear his face off than continue to listen to

Ayan's shifty words.

But Ayan did not want to do what he wanted, his thin lips slightly up to

reveal a faint smile: "Mr. Baxter is joking, how can I know what is in

your mind? I don't even know if you're a human or a ghost and how can

I know what's in your mind?"

Ayan's words made the expression on Preston's face suddenly shake,

and the atmosphere immediately became grave, the two eyes looked at

each other, one under the eyes of all the smiles, one under the eyes full

of cold.

The former held the entire field, while the latter was on the verge of

exploding.

Ayan did not want to waste any more time, because today he left

Preston's purpose has been achieved, he just wanted to tell Preston

what he wanted but to remind Preston that this is Hance City is his

territory, can not allow Preston to do whatever he wants, and moreover

to tell Preston not to forget who he is and what has happened.

He withdrew his gaze no longer continue to look at Preston, his face

revealed a few completely unreadable smile, his voice low: "Since there

is nothing to do that Mr. Baxter can also leave, I also hope that Mr.

Baxter good cooperation with the project's work not in the footsteps of

Austin's dust, but also to save Norman Group was I hope Mr. Baxter

will cooperate with the project and not follow Austin's footsteps, and

save the Norman Group from being removed from the project, so that

your new identity will not be eligible for use.”

Ayan's last words were meaningful, and he got up and left the lounge

directly after he finished.

Ayan is gone, but Kian is not.

Kian stood in the doorway and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr.

Baxter, please!"

This was meant to drive people away, with no intention of giving him

even the most basic of manners.

Such behavior simply did not put Preston in the eyes, but this is the

Simpson Group, he was not able to do anything, but also had to leave

from here as if nothing to retain a smile on his face.

Kian watched Preston and his secretary Sean leave in the elevator

before heading back to his office.

Ayan was already sitting at his desk when Kian reported in a low voice,

"Mr. Simpson, the man is gone."

Ayan grunted lightly and did not speak, the coldness under his eyes

rose, handsome face was wrapped in cold coldness could not find the

slightest warmth.

Preston, who had emerged from the Simpson Group, did the same.

After getting into his car, he soberly instructed Sean to drive back to his

place.

The distance is not far and it is soon there.

When he returned to his residence, Preston's emotions flared up, and

his cold voice was filled with coolness: "Ayan has kept me down time

and time again, so he thinks I can't do anything to him, right? Contact

Eileen immediately and tell her to leave Hance City today. I want to see

if he, Ayan, is always so calm.”

Sean nodded and looked at Preston's face, he didn't even dare to

breathe.

Followed by another from Preston: "Arrange for our people to keep an

eye on Ayan and don't let go once you catch him in the act.”

Preston's cold face, the calculations under his eyes are getting deeper

and deeper, and the shadowy coldness emanating from his eyebrows

makes people's backs chill.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly with a cold smile, his voice was

not slow to say: “From the time I fell into the river to now so long ago,

Ayan has been intact too comfortable, such comfort he does not

deserve, all this is with my pain in exchange, then it is also time to give

him a lesson.”

"Mr. Walker, what do you want to do?" Sean asked in a low voice.

Preston always sneered, a cunning coolness shining under his eyes,

and then spoke his thoughts in a low voice.

Sean listened with a slightly stunned expression on his face, followed

by an immediate nod of his head, "I understand, I'll go make the

arrangements.”

After Sean left, Preston leaned on the sofa alone and looked out the

window and froze, this time Ayan's behavior has clearly shown that he

has long been prepared, which is why the purpose has not achieved

anything, but instead put Austin into the trap.

But it doesn't matter, it's just one Austin, it's nothing.

Since Ayan was on guard, he must have put him on guard.

But Preston was very upset as soon as he thought of how Ayan's every

move at the Simpson Group today was inadvertently provoking him. So

he's taking advantage of him at will, right?

He swore silently in his heart that he would make Ayan pay for all of

this!