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China.

”Mr. Yu, congratulations on successfully purchasing Bosch Group. I would like to ask, do you have any plans for the future development of Bossen?”

”Mr. Yu, Bossen is one of the top ten enterprises in China. Do you have the confidence to develop it into a leading consortium that is on par with Feng’s enterprises?”

”Ten years?” In response to the reporter's question, Yu Aotian's eyes flashed with a tinge of arrogance: ”Two years is enough!” Having said so, his elegant smile and domineering and confident manner caused the female reporters to be captivated.

Yu Aotian's men took this opportunity to fend off the reporters, allowing Yu Aotian to escape.

”Boss Yu, please get on the carriage.” The moment his subordinate opened the car door, he saw the sinister look on Yu Aotian's face and immediately realized that he had said something wrong, ”Yu, Boss Yu, please get in the car.”

”Heh.” With a satisfied smile on his face, he stepped onto a high-class RV.

”Brother Aotian, congratulations, you are already one of the top merchants in China.” In the car, a charming woman said coquettishly.

”Menage, is this how you congratulate me?” Pulling on the tie on his neck, he sat beside the woman with an evil smile.

”Aiya, Brother Aotian, you're so bad. Brother Lishang and Brother Long Qi are still in the car. ” The woman glanced shyly at the two men across from her.

Yu Aotian frowned, he grabbed the woman's long hair and said: ”If you're not willing, then get out of the car!” He was not a patient man to coax women.

”Ao, Brother Aotian, I'm sorry. I... I was wrong. ” The woman endured the pain and swiftly lowered her head …

”Hm.” He couldn't help but let out a sound of satisfaction.