Chapter 331 Wholesale Cabbage
Fang Hexuan did not say the word "keeping" directly, but the meaning of his words was very clear.

Although Donatella was not very smart, she certainly understood the man in front of her.

However, she was not particularly happy. In fact, she had already prepared herself mentally before working part-time as a Boxing sales girl.

It was nothing more than sleeping with the rich man who took care of her business, and she even thought that someone would support her.

Therefore, if there was no reaction at all to Fang Hexuan's "confession", it must be fake. At the very least, a handsome and probably wealthy young man, no matter if he is Asian, made Donatella's ears hot and her heart beat faster.

But to say that I was so excited that I couldn't control myself, that's not the case.

Being in the entertainment industry, especially the European film and television industry that loves the "art of communication" the most, she has seen too many sweet words.

Take herself for example, she has already filmed three or four low-budget movies, and has been molested and even hinted at sleeping with directors and producers more than once or twice.

So, Donatella instinctively didn't believe what men said.

Looking at the Italian beauty who didn't say anything after he made the promise, but just smiled and slowly shook the wine in the glass, Fang Hexuan probably guessed what she was thinking.

The mature woman probably didn't know his identity and background and thought he was just an ordinary wealthy Asian man.

In fact, it is understandable that there is no need for Adrian from Boxing to say more to Donatella. He probably just told her to bring the customer to place the order.

This is not the future, and there is no Internet. Even if she wants to check Fang Hexuan's identity, she has no way to do so.

However, he did not explain further as that would only make him seem desperate and desperate for her.

"Donna, just lie here for a while. I'm going to go to the kitchen and see if they have prepared lunch."

Without waiting for her response, Fang Hexuan stood up, put down his wine glass, and went down the deck.

After everyone had lunch, the yacht returned to Genoa according to Fang Hexuan's instructions.

Since Donatella looked down upon him, he had no interest in continuing to play.

Before getting off the boat, Fang Hexuan said something very seriously to the Italian beauty.

"Don't forget the promise I made this morning. I'll be waiting for you at the Aranya Hotel in the evening."

After saying that, without even looking at her reaction, he got off the boat.

In fact, Donatella certainly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

When they were having lunch at noon, Fang Hexuan hardly said a word to her. He just ate and read the newspaper by himself, as if he didn't exist.

She was a little depressed at the time and felt that this man was too petty.

But I didn't expect that before leaving, he would specifically remind me to stay with me in bed at night. Isn't this too ungentlemanly?
However, Donatella did not dare to refuse, as she was still counting on getting the $70 commission.

Thinking of this, she shook her head, bit her lip, looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, and muttered:
"Damn little man!"

Fang Hexuan went to Boxing Company again. The four founders were a little puzzled as to why he returned so early.

He shrugged at them and said:
"I experienced the yacht and it felt good. That's all."

Then he looked specifically at Lorenzo and explained:

"You can arrange for me to meet your friend, the Lamborghini design director, later, or I can go to Bologna to meet him in person when I have time."

Lorenzo frowned. He thought Fang Hexuan had changed his mind. He wanted to speak, but was stopped by Fang Hexuan's hand. "Don't get me wrong. I plan to go to France tomorrow to take care of some things. I will meet your friend when I come back."

"Also, I also hope Miss Damiani will accompany me to France, just as a trip."

After hearing this explanation, several people breathed a sigh of relief, but CEO Albert asked:
"Mr. Fang, let's invest and place orders tomorrow."

Fang Hexuan smiled at him and raised his hand to make an "OK" gesture.

"Don't worry, my financial managers will stay and handle this matter personally. They will not go to France with us."

Having said that, several people were completely relieved. The other person just decided on a whim to take the beautiful woman on a trip, so who could say anything?
Not only could they not make any comments, they also had to personally work on Donatella to make her willing to accompany them on a spontaneous trip.

"Don't tell her you're going to France yet. I'll tell her in person tonight. If she wants to confirm it with you, it won't be too late for you to confirm it later."

Hearing this, several people laughed meaningfully, and Adrian nodded and said:
"No problem, we'll keep it a secret for now."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Donatella arrived at the Aranya Hotel as scheduled.

When she knocked on the door as agreed upon over the phone, Fang Hexuan, whose lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, invited her in.

Although she was prepared to be ravaged by him tonight, Donatella was still a little nervous when she saw his attitude.

"Donna, what would you like to drink?"

"Pure water is fine, thank you!"

But Fang Hexuan did not do as she wished. He shrugged, walked to the wine cabinet, and quickly poured two glasses of whiskey.

Donatella was forced to drink a glass of whiskey, and she became more and more certain that there was no way to escape tonight.

"Sit down, let's talk!"

She forced a smile, nodded, and sat down gently on the sofa, but she was face to face with Fang Hexuan.

Fang Hexuan took a sip of the wine, letting the whiskey slowly linger in his mouth and throat. After a while, he looked at Donatella again.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to make it clear before I left this afternoon. I hope you can go to France with me tomorrow. Before you come, I have already called Adrian and the others, and they have agreed. You can go back and ask them yourself."

Donatella was a little confused by Fang Hexuan's sudden turn of events. How did it suddenly go from sleeping with someone to traveling with them?
Seeing her stunned for a long time, Fang Hexuan spoke again:

"If you have nothing else, go back first and get some rest. Our flight is at 9am tomorrow. Don't keep us waiting for you."

After saying that, Fang Hexuan drank the remaining whiskey in the glass in one gulp, put down the glass, then turned and went into the bedroom, apparently to take a shower.

In the suite's living room, Donatella was the only one left, messy and quiet.

After a while, she stood up, glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and then walked out with some displeasure, muttering:
"Liar, damn it!"

The next morning, Donatella got out of bed with slightly dark circles under her eyes. After quickly washing and putting on makeup, she simply packed a few clothes into the suitcase.

She also had to go to the Anaya Hotel to meet Fang Hexuan and the others, and then go to Christopher Columbus Airport, which was not too far from the hotel.

In the car, Donatella, who looked like an intellectual mature woman yesterday, asked somewhat dissatisfiedly:
"Excuse me, may I ask, what are we going to do in France?"

Fang Hexuan leaned his head on the headrest of the seat, yawned, and said lazily:
"I'm going to wholesale some cabbages. We're short on manpower, so I'll ask you to be a laborer!"

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(End of this chapter)