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Chapter 587 - 587 98 Christmas Cheng Daqi and His Friends_3

587: Chapter 98: Christmas, Cheng Daqi and His Friends_3 587: Chapter 98: Christmas, Cheng Daqi and His Friends_3 However, when Mi’er opened the wooden box, she found that the contents were somewhat lacking compared to jewels.

Dark and oddly shaped, it didn’t look like a gemstone or an accessory, but more like the kind of useless trash you find on the roadside.

“Huh?

What’s this?”

“Agarwood, a type of incense from the Asian region, you should know this thing, only I bought an old piece of agarwood that’s been stored for many years, it’s been cut before, so it doesn’t look very regular.

But it comes from Hainan Island of Hua Country, and it’s not cheap.

The fragrance is very unique; you can try it.”

Lisa and Temir were experts at appreciating scents; the piece of agarwood she gave to Mi’er was indeed unique.

The black-haired wealthy lady happily accepted it.

“It’s your turn to open mine now, hurry, you’ll never guess what I’ve got you!”

“Huh?

What is this?”

“A hairpin, also from Hua Country that I bought.

I didn’t expect we both chose something from Hua Country as gifts, hahaha.”

“What about mine?

My gosh, am I not your friend?”

Cheng Daqi laughed and began to open his own gift.

“You haven’t sent me one yet!”

That was Temir speaking, and as she said it she glanced at Lisa, that look full of emotion—part best friend, part nuisance of a woman.

Cheng Daqi gave Lisa a sports car; she even wanted to exchange it for a better one later, but Lisa refused.

Even though CEO Cheng later indicated he would give her whatever she wanted, Mi’er no longer desired it; she thought that would be too cheap.

Anticipating Cheng Daqi’s gift to her was pretty much her only hope for this year’s Christmas.

So, she was looking forward to it.

“Right, Cheng, you didn’t forget to prepare a present for me, did you?”

“What are you talking about!

Riel, bring over what I’ve prepared.”

Under the expectant gazes of the two beauties, Riel brought over two big boxes.

“Cheng, there’s a saying I’m not sure if you’ve heard of— the bigger the box, the weirder the gift.

I hope you didn’t get too weird on us.”

Temir’s comment was a bit dumb, but Cheng Daqi understood, the girl was just excited—that’s her personality, not too considerate of others’ feelings.

“Of course not weird, come on, the biggest one is for you, and the slightly smaller one is Lisa’s.”

Huh?

I said the bigger ones are weirder, and you say the biggest is prepared for me.

Cheng, you seem to show a bit of intent.

Temir’s actions were quick, speedily unwrapping the gift box.

“My heavens, is this a gown?”

(Couldn’t find a black-haired Westerner, make do with this)

“Yes, traditional attire from Hua Country, you could think of it as the clothing of an ancient princess from Hua Country.

How do you like it?”

“How do you know my size?”

“Ask your servant?

I even told her to keep it a secret, and now it seems she really did.”

“Wait, I want to change into it now.”

The brunette wealthy woman said this as she picked up the clothes and left, leaving Cheng Daqi and Lisa looking at each other in bewilderment.

“Mi’er seems a bit excited, haha.”

The blonde teased as she began to open her present.

“Why didn’t you go home today?”

“Go home?

Not really interested, I’ve been quite happy living alone recently.

If I go back, they will just impose that damn controlling attitude on me again.

Don’t worry, the company’s accounting won’t be affected, old Jones has professional integrity.”

“Old Jones has professional integrity.”

If someone who didn’t know the situation heard this, would they think that Lisa was talking about her own father?

Cheng Daqi shook his head; he wasn’t concerned about MAS’s accounting, and since there were many things Lisa didn’t want to talk about, he felt no need to pry.

Sometimes, prying too much into someone else’s wounds is an offense.

“Ha, Chan, now that Mi’er has left, I dare say it, I’m even happier with the gift you gave me!”

“Surprise?”

“Yes, how did you think of giving me this?”

“I didn’t expect your gun to end up in my car at that time…”

You can’t say Lisa is an ordinary girl.

She likes to listen to “Cavalry Song of the Grasslands,” her choice in cars is a powerful Tesla that takes just a few seconds to hit a hundred, and while an ordinary girl might have a teddy bear as a toy, her toy is a Glock 17—when it comes to being unique, she sets the bar for independent women.

“What kind of pistol is this?

Feels like an old model.”

“Mauser pistol, equipment of the German officers during World War I.

This thing’s history might be over a hundred years old, you wouldn’t find it too old, would you?”

Lisa shook her head rapidly as she explained.

“Of course not, Chan, I’m even a little embarrassed to bring out what I’ve prepared for you now.”

“No worries, I don’t really celebrate Christmas, even if you gave me a pair of socks I’d be happy.”

“Of course, it’s not socks.

Here, it’s too big, parked downstairs of the company, here’s the key.”

The blonde took a key out of her bag with the Harley symbol on it.

“You got me a motorcycle?”

“Yeah, I could have given you a sports car too, but it’s a bit pricey, let’s talk about it when FT starts making money.”

CEO Cheng was flattered by Lisa’s words and quickly declined.

“No need, I don’t drive myself, but a Harley is a big toy for men, hahaha, I’m looking forward to it.”

As Cheng Daqi and Lisa were enjoying their chat, Temir came back from the wardrobe with a nervous look.

“What do you think, does this dress look good on me?”

CEO Cheng turned around and was stunned by Temir’s radiant beauty.

“Mi’er, this dress was just ordinarily pretty, but because you’re so beautiful, its ordinary beauty becomes just right—it doesn’t steal your thunder, it’s fabulous.”

Seeing the smile Temir couldn’t contain, Lisa teased.