Chapter 4868 I just don't play cards according to the routine
He handed over the right to choose to Yelena, and he didn't believe that Goodwin could predict Yelena's prediction.
"Yelena, who is our next contact, this time you tell me."
"I don't believe it anymore. Goodwin can predict my thoughts, and he can predict your thoughts."
Aman said seriously.
I?
Yelena's mouth twitched slightly.
For a while, I felt speechless.
He never thought of it.
Oman was able to throw this hot potato into his hand.
Yes.
There is no doubt that this is a hot potato.
It would be fine if his judgment was not predicted by Goodwin.
Once Goodwin completes the pre-judgment, he becomes a sinner.
He could tell that Oman just wanted to throw the blame away.
No, absolutely not.
In just a split second, Yelena made a judgment in her heart.
"Cough cough~"
Yelena covered her mouth with her right hand, coughed awkwardly, and said, "Mr. Aman, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it."
"Goodwin is always with me, and Goodwin knows me very well."
"I'm worried that if I were to choose, Goodwin would definitely think of it."
"I……"
"Needless to say, I believe in you!"
Yelena wanted to say something, but Aman didn't give him this chance at all.
Before Yelena finished speaking, Oman interrupted it with a wave of his hand, and then said seriously: "Yelena, just say what you want."
"I believe that it is absolutely impossible for Goodwin to guess that I will let you make the choice."
Can Goodwin think of himself letting Yelena make a choice?
How can it be!
According to the normal situation, this kind of thing will definitely be done by himself.
Even if Goodwin wanted to break his scalp, he would never think that he would let Yelena make the choice for him.
Thinking of this, Oman's heart suddenly relaxed, and a teasing smile appeared on his face.
Goodwin, thought he knew him.
And this is Goodwin's biggest flaw.
Yelena: "..."
He could see it.
Oman is determined to let her choose.
Yelena really wanted to resist, but seeing Oman's serious expression, he swallowed the words that came to her lips.
"Just die!"
Yelena gritted her teeth and nodded heavily: "I will definitely live up to Patriarch Oman's trust."
"However, there is a problem. I don't know who there are."
"It's okay, I'll make a list for you later, write the company and name on it, and you can just click one when the time comes."
Oman waved his hand grandly, then picked up a pen and paper from the side, and handed it to Yelena: "Let's get started."
Yelena:? ? ?
what's the situation?
He didn't understand what Aman meant.
"Patriarch Oman, what is this?"
"I said you write it, but do you still want me to write it myself?" Oman said with a face of course.
Who is he?
The future head of the Rothschild family.
How could he write such a thing by himself.
Of course it was handed over to Yelena.
Yelena: "..."
Well, just now, he really thought that Aman would write it himself.
Unexpectedly, Aman meant, he said, that Yelena would write by herself.
Ah……
Ha ha……
hehehe...
Yelena felt like a fucking dog for a while.
But what can be done?