My American magical life
Chapter 536 - 536 88 Haha Mi'er my dear sister 9168 not tricking readers_2

536: Chapter 88 Haha, Mi’er, my dear sister (9168 not tricking readers)_2 536: Chapter 88 Haha, Mi’er, my dear sister (9168 not tricking readers)_2 Temir wanted to die; she should never have dragged this gossip to explain so much!

The more she explained, the darker it got, and her heart was really exhausted.

“Mi’er, I’m so sad.

You’re being mean to me over a man, ah, my mood will never improve without a beautiful necklace.”

Big Bear Bichi understood the situation and, with a change in tone, began to brazenly snatch in front of Temir.

“What do you want?”

The black-haired rich woman’s voice turned cold, but if she could shut Alexandra’s big mouth with a necklace, she could barely accept it.

“Van Cleef & Arpels has a new necklace.

I’ve sent it to you, honey, you’re too adorable, I love you!”

For Alexandra, this petty cash was also affordable for her, but how could that compare to the delight of freebies, + robbery, + gossip?

She felt her trip today was so worth it!

Temir just felt life was so meaningless.

What had she even done today?

She had already been robbed once.

What a damned day this is!

—————–

“Ha, I wasn’t the first one here, Sandi?

How come you’re even earlier than me?”

The second guest was a man who seemed to know Alexandra and greeted her first before acknowledging Mi’er.

“Mi’er, I heard your OC is fundraising.

I came straight from South Africa, hahaha.”

Seated on the couch, Mi’er stood up and hugged the man named Gio (a polite gesture, after all, he had come all the way from South Africa; don’t get the wrong idea).

Alexandra did not move; she sat cross-legged on the couch, barefoot, and turned her head to speak to the newcomer.

“Gio, long time no see, I’ve been in Miami recently.

I live close by and came early just because I heard OC is raising funds.

After all, Mi’er’s money is not easy to come by, no, making Mi’er spend investors’ money isn’t easy; she’s a rich woman.”

How could this be tolerated?

Was this still Temir?

The black-haired rich woman immediately started the mic with a cold face.

“Shut up, Sandi, I don’t want to hear you speak!”

After saying that, she turned face again and said to Gio.

“Gio, this is Chan, my partner.”

Gio was startled by Mi’er’s quick change of face.

He squeezed out a complicated smile and said to CEO Cheng.

“Hahaha, Giorgio Desta, nice to meet you.”

He preferred handsome boys over chatting with women.

Feeling a weird movement in his palm, CEO Cheng started to feel a chill up his spine, damn, why are there so many GAY folks up North in America!

Giorgio wasn’t tall and looked a bit awkward, even slightly out of shape, his skin tanned a sort of bronzed color, looking like a groundhog dressed in clothes.

Thinking that he had caught this man’s attention made CEO Cheng nauseous.

He quickly let go of his hand and replied.

“Mr.

Desta, I’m just here to learn from Miss Temir today.

It’s said that I’m a partner, but it’s just that Miss Temir has invested in my company, haha.”

Making up a few words, CEO Cheng just hoped the painful association with zero would end as quickly as possible.

(In the GAY circles, those very proactive boys are usually zeros….)

Giorgio, however, was captivated by the topic CEO Cheng threw out.

He even pulled CEO Cheng to sit down, intent on having a deep conversation.

“So she’s your investor?

What does your company do?”

The cute groundhog boy asked sincerely, his eyes full of tender affection, and CEO Cheng could even feel an electric charge as if he was batting his eyelashes at him.

My God, let me die — just as Mi’er had floundered in front of Sandi, CEO Cheng now felt terribly uncomfortable and embarrassed.

“Cryptocurrency, Mr.

Desta.

Have you paid attention to this area?”

After taking a gulp of the chilled mango juice handed by the servant, Giorgio seductively licked his lips.

“Call it back, another one!”

The servant went to prepare another drink for him, and Giorgio looked at CEO Cheng passionately, saying with a smile.

“Not really my focus.

Chan, could you tell me about it?”

CEO Cheng felt double the trouble.

Could he?

He wanted to say he couldn’t, but that didn’t seem quite right.

Today’s event was propped up by Mi’er, one of CEO Cheng’s most important partners; how could he ruin it?

In this world of Cao Dan, CEO Cheng took a deep breath and answered with a smile.

“Someone as busy as Mr.

Desta, surrounded by various businesses and beautiful women, might not have the time to pay attention to these new little things, cryptocurrency….”

Poor CEO Cheng, forcibly restrained by Giorgio Desta, thus began to explain cryptocurrency to this man with ulterior motives.

Meanwhile, the two ladies were also whispering.

“Mi’er, having Chan deal with Giorgio, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

Truth be told, Alexandra was quite a good girl; she was just too gentle and considerate.

If CEO Cheng could hear her say this, he might be moved to tears.

The black-haired rich woman had an expression of ‘it’s just a trifling matter.’ She coolly said.

“Some people don’t know how to cherish until they’ve experienced strange things.

Only then will they understand how good I am.”

Alexandra subconsciously sat a little further away from Mi’er.

“How many people did you invite today?

Besides Giorgio, who else?”

“Five, and if you all come up with two billion, that will suffice.”

Alexandra wasn’t surprised at Mi’er’s asking price; she just thought the people Temir invited today were quite interesting—all from the Republican Party’s local aristocratic families, but none were primary heirs, all at the fringe within the family core.

In the core, yet at the edge of the core.