"Can our project quality be the same as those of the contractors outside?", Igor has a strange smile on his face. He slightly lowers his head, tilts his mouth, stares at his palm, and then raises his head, "in fact, it''s not impossible to lower, but it depends on your sincerity!", His eyes involuntarily shifted to Natalie''s legs.


    At this time, the hottest season of the year, coupled with the feminist movement in the whole empire, which is as warm as this summer, many women have become more avant-garde and bolder in their clothes. In fact, Natalie''s dress is not exposed, and even has nothing to do with exposure. The only exposed may be two round legs with healthy color. His eyes swept over Natalie''s legs, and a beautiful look flashed across the bottom of his eyes.


    As the director of the telegraph office, Igor has seen many women and tested their depth, but only one or two women are as good as the woman in front of him. He has passed the initial stage of "beauty hunting". His own evaluation of himself is that his soul has been sublimated. It is difficult for ordinary women to enter his eyes. Only women like Natalie can meet his current aesthetic.


    First of all, she is very temperament, beautiful and has a very good figure. What makes Igor feel satisfied most is that Natalie has been married. He did not know that Natalie had divorced, but guessed from the ring on her hand that the woman had married and had a family. According to her age, she should also have children. All this makes Igor feel that his blood is burning and boiling.


    He tried to restrain his greed and smiled at Natalie. When Natalie asked how to show sincerity, he said with a hint of temptation: "didn''t you say that you asked those contractors that they only had a minimum price of 1.85 million? Yes, I can give you the same price. After we sign the agreement and remit the money from Otis into the account designated by me, I can give you another 50000."


    "But you must promise me a condition..." he licked his lips. "You can achieve the best effect with the lowest price in a week, and you can earn 50000 yuan. I think this can reflect the sincerity of both sides!"


    The next second Natalie changed her face and left with a cold face. Igor stretched out his hand to pull her arm. After they fought for a while, Igor left angrily. Although he likes a different tone, it doesn''t mean that he is willing to force others. He thinks it''s just a deal and takes what he needs. The other party gets economic benefits, and he gets his happiness.


    The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that the woman was a little ignorant. He also put out the idea of continuing to cooperate with Natalie and Otis. Although it''s a pity, the money doesn''t belong to him, and he can''t get much from it, so he doesn''t care much about losing the business.


    After crying for a while, Natalie took the noon steam locomotive, returned to Otis and appeared in Dooling''s office.


    Du Lin listened carefully and asked for some details. He put the fingertips of his fingers together, put his elbows on the armrest of the chair, pursed his mouth, nodded, and then stood up, "I think I already know the whole story. I''m extremely sorry for what happened to you. It''s my mistake. I should let someone go with you. You take a week off, adjust your attitude, and come back to work in a week."


    "As for the telephone network, you leave the Contractor''s phone and I''ll send someone else to contact them.", Turin walked slowly to the door of the office and opened the door of the office. "Natalie, do you believe in gods in the world?"


    Natalie also stood up and shook her head slightly, "I don''t know..."


    When she came to the door, Dooling stretched out her arms and made a hug gesture. Natalie just hesitated and gently hugged Dooling for less than five seconds. In these five seconds, Dooling gently patted her back to calm her excitement, and whispered in her ear: "I believe there is a God in the world. He is watching us."


    Dooling loosened Natalie and patted her on the arm. "Have a good rest. If you need to, you can go somewhere else to relax. The cost is from me."


    Watching Natalie disappear into the corridor, durin walked back to his chair, meditated for a moment, and then pulled a rope. He swore that he hated this thing, which made him feel like he was back decades ago, as if he had lived in ancient times.


    After a while, Haite knocked on the door and walked into the room with Dooling''s permission. He took off his hat and carried it under his arm. "Boss, are you looking for me?"


    Durin took out the cigarette box and lost one. Hatton was surprised and slapped. He almost didn''t respond. In a hurry, he finally caught the cigarette, but the police cap fell to the ground. The balance badge symbolizing imperial justice on the brim of the hat was stained with some dust and not so bright.


    "You did a good job a few days ago. To be honest, I didn''t expect you to have such an idea, which is very good. I always think everyone should have their own ideas and opinions. Only in this way can we continue to develop and grow. If everyone is just a machine for executing orders, we may not go as far as we think!" , he meant the amputation of the old man, which was not his order, but Haite''s own decision.


    In this regard, Turin did not and would not feel that the following people exceeded his will, which would only make him more happy. If any organization wants to grow, it must first have collective consciousness and individual consciousness. In important things, individual consciousness must obey the overall consciousness, but in some small things, Turin believes that it still needs a little individual consciousness to exist and express.


    This is one of the reasons why he only brought dufo to Otis. Among his fools, dufo is the one with the most self-thought. When he tells dufo what to do, he just needs to tell him the purpose, and he will solve the process by himself. But others, he must tell them what to do, and then they carry it out.


    If durin is now an emperor, a leader of great power, with thousands of people under his hands, he hopes to have more bastards like Ellis, but he is not, so people like dufo are more important.


    Doolin stood up and walked to Haite. He could see that the guy was a little nervous. He pressed one hand on Haite''s shoulder and squeezed it a little hard. The other hand took out the lighter and lit a fire.


    "What''s the duffer bastard doing now?", Turin asked a question like chatting. He went to the window and pushed it open. The heat wave outside the window made him feel suffocated for a moment. This damn place and this damn city hall building have no internal cooling function. The walls are solid, and there are no copper pipes hiding rolling ice and flowing ice water.


    Although it''s hotter outside, if you don''t open the window every once in a while, the room is like an oven, which is unbearable.


    Haite had never found that cigarettes were so charming that he narrowed his eyes to feel the comfort of the smoke rising from the surface of his skin. When Du Lin asked questions, he immediately opened his eyes wide and replied, "the Buddha is sleeping these days."


    Du Lin was stunned and laughed, "let that bastard see me."


    Seeing that Du Lin didn''t follow, Haite nodded hard. At this time, he remembered to pick up the police cap on the ground, pat the less obvious dust on it, and put it on his head, "I know, I''ll inform him immediately."


    Dooling raised his hand and moved his finger. Haite turned away and closed the door.


    Du Lin turned around and looked at the moving figures in the street outside the window. He sighed a long sigh. The damn ghost city is finally different.


    Dufo came quickly. The police station was actually on the first floor of the city hall. He was still tired of not waking up. He just half lay on the sofa yawning, picked an apple with wrinkled skin from the fruit basket on the tea table and bit it. The taste of the apple without water is far less delicious than the apple on Yilian''s side. It''s a little noodles and a little wilted. He took two bites and threw it into the dustbin.


    "I heard you''ve been sleeping these days?", Turin still stood by the window and looked sideways at dufo.


    Dufo scratched his head. "Well, I don''t know why he always wanted to sleep when he was locked up." he yawned. "What can I do for you?"


    Durin went to the table. Natalie left the contact information of the two contractors on a note. He took the note and sat down next to Dover. He handed it to him, "contact them and ask them to bid. By the way, get Igor of the nano lindes telegraph office back to me."


    Dufo looked at the note and put it in his pocket. He asked curiously, "well, I knew you wouldn''t let me rest long!". He patted his cheek a few times. "These days are the most comfortable days I''ve had in the past two years. Shut me in if I have a chance!" he stood up with his hands on his knees, "By the way, Haite was promoted to the leader?" he shook his head and smiled. "That guy smiled when he saw me. I knew it!"


    With that, he waved his hand and left the office directly. Du Lin also smiled and shook his head. This guy began to be lazy when he left his sight a little bit, this bastard!