It Was You Chapter 932 His Master Touched Him

A cold light flashed in Roger's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Vincent like a viper.
He sneered, "What do you think?"

Vincent wiped away the cold sweat in a hurry and smiled awkwardly, "The Kyoto Film Festival is one of
the biggest award parties in the country. At that time, many investors and big shots will be present. Mr.
Roger, you won't be absent from such a grand occasion. I will immediately reply to Mr. Xiao that we will
definitely attend the film festival next month."

Looking at Vincent, Roger tapped the table with his slender fingers, and a cold light flashed across his
eyes. He said, "I heard that Mr. Xiao's third son is going to get married, so you immediately prepare a
big gift and send it to him alone."

Vincent immediately understood what Roger meant and hurriedly said, "I know what to do. I'll arrange it
right away."

Roger waved his hand, and Vincent immediately left. After Vincent left, Roger threw the invitation card
on the table into the trash can.

Kyoto Film Festival was indeed one of the most famous awarding parties in H Country. It could be
regarded as promising if the movie could be recognized for its brilliant outcome. But if it was related to
some taboos such as gambling and poison, it would be bad. Therefore, many entertainment companies
and stars attached great importance to it. Even if they were only nominated, it would still be a great
honor.

Every year, the GR Group was in the limelight at the Kyoto Film Festival. They had won big awards for
five consecutive years, and this honor was indeed unique. This was also the reason why the GR Group
was able to compete with the FX International Group for such a long time, but was still able to maintain
its own position and not be overwhelmed.



But this year's Kyoto Film Festival, the GR Group seemed to be overwhelmed.

Behind the FX International Group was the Lu Group, the biggest enterprise in the capital city. Roger
was indeed a genius, but Roger was not willing to give up. He had worked hard to plan for his group's
future, but it was ruined by a young man.

After sitting for a while, Roger picked up his phone on the table and dialed a number.

A few seconds later, a strange and hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mr. Roger, I
knew you would turn to me one day."

Roger leaned back slightly and said coldly, "Why should I believe you?"

"I don't need you to believe me or prove anything to you. If you suspect me, you can hang up the
phone now. Just take it as... Just take it as you have never contacted me before, but Miss Bai's
patience is limited, Mr. Roger, you don't have much time left."

Roger's slightly narrowed his eyes and the cruelty in them flashed. He chuckled and said, "Then please
tell Miss Bai for me. I will pay a visit to her in person three days later."

"A man who knows the situation is a hero. Mr. Roger, you are really a smart man. I will tell her the
information in person."

A touch of coldness appeared on Roger's face, but his voice did not change at all. "Then Prince Rong,
thank you for being considerate."

"You're welcome."

Roger said a few polite words and hung up the phone. Then he deleted the call log.

He didn't believe that he would always lose to the Lu family.



Anyway, he must get Cassandra back!

In the headquarter building of the Lu Group of the capital city.

In Martin's office.

After several consecutive meetings, Martin returned to his office in a hurry.

Cassandra had a few days off, and almost all the work in the company was left to Jack. She was at
ease now. She changed into a man's suit and acted as the personal servant of Martin. When Martin
was busy, she read the script and drank tea by herself. She had been drinking tea for more than half a
day today, and now she was asleep on the sofa.

Martin slowed down his steps, put a white blanket on her, picked up the script that fell on the ground
and put it on the tea table.

On the tea table, there were a few pieces of A4 paper. With a gentle breeze, one end of the A4 paper
was slightly curled up, and the name of Martin was written everywhere on the paper. It was probably
because Cassandra was lying here reading the script and writing it out of boredom.

Martin smiled. His charming eyes were fully occupied by smile and the remaining cold in the bottom of
his eyes were driven away. He looked somehow, warm and gentle.

Martin put away the A4 paper and put it into the safe as if it was a treasure, pressed on top of a pile of
confidential contracts and documents.

Cassandra was still sleeping, and Martin didn't disturb her. He turned off the phone and sat aside to
deal with the documents. The Lu Group was a huge business empire, and he had to deal with any
project or contract worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Otherwise, he would be worried.



He didn't know that in his previous life, it was such a heavy work that hollowed out his body. In addition,
Cassandra often provoked him, so he often got irritated. His body had long been unable to withstand it.
It was a miracle that he could hold on until then.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

There was a sudden knock on the door. Martin turned his head subconsciously to look at Cassandra on
the sofa. Cassandra turned over and fell asleep again.

Martin didn't dare to breathe heavily. After taking a few deep breaths, he stood up quietly and went to
open the door in person. When Carlos was about to open the door, Martin suddenly covered his mouth
and made a gesture of silence.

Carlos was stunned.

His Master Martin touched him!

Ah! 'Who am I? Where am I? Why are my eyes full of flowers?'

Martin pushed Carlos away, followed him out of the office, closed the door, walked to the next meeting
room, sat down on the chair, and lowered his voice, "What's up?"

Two veins stood out on Carlos's forehead. His Master Martin, the jerk, had never been so gentle to him
before. How bad he was!

Carlos, who was about to spit out blood, immediately nodded and said, "Yes, just now Mr. Arthur called
and said that Dayton was dead."

Hearing this, there was a little fluctuation in his eyes, so Martin lowered his eyes. He remained calm
and said, "Go on."



Carlos swallowed and thought how to say it for a while before he opened his mouth. "After the official
arrest of Dayton, it has been locked up in the police station of South City District. You also know this
situation. This is specially arranged by Mr. Arthur. He is afraid of something bad would happen, but
unexpectedly, it still happened.

About half a month ago, Guy, a drug trafficker, was also detained in the police station of South City
District. A few days ago, when the prisoners went out for exercise and relax, Guy had a conflict with
Dayton and stabbed him to death with a toothbrush. Then, according to Guy's confession, he tried his
best to enter the detention center in order to kill Dayton and avenge the five members of Cheng family
who had been exterminated by Dayton back then."


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