My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I didn't take it to heart and didn't feel like talking to her. After Hendrix read the document, he looked at her and asked, "The Mooda Group is a financial investment company?"

Rowane nodded. "They started off as an investment company, but they have now changed. Now it is managed by a young girl, and it is not looking very good. You don't have to think about it!" Hendrix responded slightly and asked, "Who is the person in charge of Mooda today?"

Rowane was a little surprised by his interest. She said, "It's Wendy, the daughter of Derek, the former chairman of the board. The girl is young. I heard that she took over Mooda soon after Derek's accident. The company was on the verge of collapsing, but she's still holding on."

Hendrix frowned slightly. I didn't know what he was thinking.

Rowane had always been an efficient worker. She was in charge of the whole meeting, so Hendrix did not participate in the whole process. He just stood with me in the audience, as a spectator.

but suddenly, I jolted back to reality at the sight of an emotionless girl on

stage was packed with men and women in their thirties. It was inevitable that the

woman wore a black dress, and was showing signs of gloominess. She stood there on the stage, looking at the people off the stage indifferently. Then she began to introduce the details of the

what she was saying. In other words, there was nothing particularly outstanding about it. It was a bit dull and even boring. My attention was not on the bidding content,

a ghost wandering on the road to hell. I don't know why I'd describe her

a small company, so Wendy left the stage after the bidding. I couldn't help looking at her. Probably because she noticed that someone was looking

This girl did not come across as warm and cheerful

company. There was a lot of room for profit if they accepted the deal, so many companies wanted to make a bid. Sᴇaʀch