The Unforgettable Woman

"This is a battle of life and death," Jonas said firmly. "The chairman is right. Our revolution is not about inviting people to dinner."

Stig sighed, "I regret it now."

Jonas looked puzzled, "Why did you do that? If you don't tell me, you will be befooled by these women, and I will fool them!"

Stig asked with some concern, "Maybe I opened Pandora's box and hope I read it right."

They looked at each other, smiled, and resumed eating.

Jonas drifted off to sleep. By the time Jonas woke up, Stig was starting to feel sleepy.

Jonas looked at the time. it was just after seven, and he quickly woke Stig, "I must go or I will starve to death."

Stig scoffed, "You've learned everything I know in my life, and you're afraid you won't be able to handle the old men in the company?"

Jonas smiled, "I will hide my powers from them and only use them when it is most dangerous."

"You're flirting," Stig said casually.

Jonas smiled, "Yes, I am a playboy and nothing else, I don't want money or a house, only women fascinate me."

Stig looked at Jonas, "You've reached the pinnacle of your ability to pick up women. No girl in the world can resist you. Are you going on a blind date or a night club?"

Jonas smiled confidently, "I already have a lot of girls around me, and I don't have to search the internet for weird girls or buy junk in bars."

Stig was surprised, "Really, you've already thought of that?"

Jonas said hatefully, "I have been counting them from the beginning, and now that I think of it, I will pay them back tenfold for the harm they have done to me!" . . . . . . "

"Jonas, be optimistic!" said Stig.

Jonas's face is full of hatred: "I'm not mindless! I'm just a normal person! Tit for tat, tat for tat! She's the one I hate the most!

Every time I felt good for her and had a new hope, she broke my hope and kindness without mercy. And it was not my love that shattered again and again, but my last love!

I think of her every night, full of anger and rage! I promise I will not retaliate against another woman, but I will give her a taste of my torment! "

Stig looked stunned, "You've been talking for a long time, what is this woman?"

Jonas was about to speak when the phone rang, and Jonas glanced over and smiled at Stig, "She's the one who like Cao Cao!"

The phone rang with one of Jonas's most familiar songs. It was Jonas calling Chang Qiuyan. It was a Jonas love song, and every time Jonas heard it, she felt a tinge of anticipation, but now she saw a wave of resentment, and this time, her phone number was Chang Qiyan!

Chang Qiuyan was silent on the other end of the line for a moment, then said to Jonas, "Hello, Jonas."

Jonas looked at her, "You're fine too, what can I do for you?"

"It's okay, I came to say hello. How are you doing?" asked Chang Qiuyan.

Jonas said nonchalantly, "In general, how are you?"

Chang Qiuyan looked to Jonas, "It's OK, I have a coupon here, do you want one?"

Jonas politely replied, "I can't always take your stuff."

Chang Qiuyan is rarely so polite, "are their own people, these are not important, you help yourself."

Jonas gritted his teeth, but his tone was gentle, "Okay, I'll come back after work, it's been a long time, but I miss it."

"Okay, bye," Chang said lightly.

Qiang hung up the phone, asked Jonas about the situation. Jonas replied: "nothing, Chang qiuyan is his own death. She did not come to me originally. I thought whether to go over. This is good."

Stig slapped Jonas on the shoulder, "Jonas, you can't kill him, you want revenge."

Jonas sneered, "I won't do anything, I just let Chang Qiuyan very sad. She cares about me very much. Without me, she can't do!"

Stig followed suit, "Or we get a dead one."

Arriving at the office, Jonas pulled over and called Old Hope to see if he had any French perfume, which would be nice if it was fake.

Old Huo looked to Jonas, "Yes, but the quantity is small and the price is not too low."

Jonas said, "It's okay, I'll have one."

Hopper immediately said, "Are you ready?"

Jonas said eagerly, "I want my stuff before work."

"No, I still have work to do.

Jonas was a little anxious: "You order an express, send it to me, I will pay the postage."

Hawke mused, "Well, I'll try."

Jonas hurried down the hallway and said to the girl, "Turn this bank card around and I'll go upstairs for tea!"

Jonas said, and without waiting for her permission, he went straight to the elevator.

A little after four in the afternoon, the delivery finally arrived. Old Huo was a very good man. He packed up Jonas's things, and then Jonas gave them to Chang Qiuyan.

Jonas at the end of work, with a bottle of perfume left, but met Sagan. She looked at Jonas questioningly, asked: "What you bought, is it perfume?"

Jonas nodded and Sagan asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Sagan thought her boyfriend was the best, and if Jonas was single, she wouldn't ask anything. When Jonas has other women, even the goddess, will come and talk to Jonas.

It seemed to women that a man with a fancy head was always attractive, and that the bachelors, even poor ones, didn't give them a second glance.

Jonas: "No, it's a gift from my aunt."

Sagan smiled, "Such a good boy, such a valuable gift."

Jonas wasn't shy: "I'm a good person.