Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 139

Chapter 139 It’s useless to give you a chance

Three days later, ‘BEAUTY’ was listed. As expected, it did not stir up any spray.

In Damon Group.

In the chairman’s office.

Carlos was in a good mood and called the female secretary to inspect his daily work.

Ten minutes later, the female secretary left. Not long after she left,marketing director suddenly knocked on the door and came in, putting a stack of materials on Carlos’s messy desk.

“Mr. Branton, there seems to be something wrong with our new product. These are complaint. materials.”

Carlos frowned and asked, “so many?”

The director of the marketing department bit back his words. Finally, he reported truthfully, “in fact, these are only a small part of complaint material…”

“What happened?”

Carlos’s face darkened. He slapped the table and said, “call Lloyd over right now!”

Lloyd was the director of the research and Development Department of Damon Group, the man with glasses who had been beaten by John in an abandoned warehouse.

The formulation of ‘Myra’ was handed over by him.

Soon.

When Carlos got the news that Lloyd had run away, he was so angry that he broke out into curses, “how dares Lloyd collude with Queenie Group? Send someone to find him immediately and break. his legs!

How could he not understand what had happened.

He finally knew why John dared to make such a bet with him at the party a few days ago. It turned out that everything was in his plan.

“Fuck!”

Carlos was so angry that he almost smashed the office.

But no matter how angry he was, product quality had a problem, and the reputation of Damon Group had declined sharply. Every day, there were many victims surrounding the office building of

Damon Group, wanting to ask Carlos for an explanation.

In the past few days, Carlos sneaked into the company.

At the same time.

Some of the rich ladies in the circle suddenly found that ‘BEAUTY’ was listed. This facial mask was given out one thousand samples before, and there was no quality problem till now.

Therefore, they didn’t have to worry that this product would be as bad as ‘Myra’ in a week.

As for some victims of ‘Myra’, they bought ‘BEAUTY’ with a try. Unexpectedly, they found that the bad problem caused by ‘Myra’ was perfectly solved by this divine level facial mask.

As soon as the news came out, the sales of ‘BEAUTY’ exploded in an instant.

Carlos was furious. He sent people out to catch Lloyd, but they didn’t catch him at all. Lloyd had already left the State of New York with his family. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

At this time, Carlos’s private phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up.

The voice from it made him even more furious.

“Mr. Branton, do you remember the bet we made before? Now that you lost, can you fulfill the bet agreement and hold a press conference to apologize?”

It was from John.

Carlos cursed, “you bastard, you have guts. I’ll keep this in mind. I’ll pay you back double sooner or later. Just wait and see!”

John said, “it’s up to you whether to give it back or not. Now I’m asking you when to hold a press conference?”

“Fuck you!”

Carlos hung up the phone, cursing.

John sighed slightly and said, “it’s useless to give you a chance!”

Obviously.

Carlos didn’t intend to fulfill the bet, which was expected by John. However, if Carlos missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to talk to him in the future.

A hint of coldness flashed through John’s eyes.

All of a sudden.

Queenie ran over from behind the sofa and put her arms around John’s neck. She couldn’t help but kiss him on the cheek. “You’re awesome, little John. The battle is so beautiful.”

Queenie was as happy as a little girl.

She had thought that she would lose this game, but she didn’t expect that John would give her such a big surprise.

After the operation of Damon Group, the victims of ‘Myra’ now used ‘BEAUTY’ to improve the bad symptoms on their faces, which meant that Damon Group opened the market, but in the end, they paved the way for others Queenie Group, turning original skin care products into necessities.

Of course, Queenie was happy.

Although John felt warm in his heart, he still said with a straight face, “sister, although you are. happy, next time when you kiss my face, can you tell me first? I also have dignity.”

“What? Dignity?”

Queenie grabbed his ear again out of habit and sneered, “answer me seriously now. Can I kiss your face?”

“Okay, okay!”

Feeling a sharp pain in his ear, John answered in a hurry and then went to the sofa, like meat in the chopping board.

‘Come on, I don’t want my dignity!’