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Chapter 709 The unwilling Isabella

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    0709?  Reluctant Isabella

    "Philanthropists sacrifice their own interests and bring happiness to people!"

    Isabella immediately said, "But with all due respect, running drugs can only bring pain to people, but bring huge benefits to yourself. Look at your manor, you are happier than most Americans!"  "

    "Miss Isabella, I don't want to refute your statement, but I want to correct you on one thing."

    Paul smoked his cigar and looked at Isabella with a smile, "Capital is blood-sucking. Look around us. Video games, vulgar music, and online social networking. Which ones are not corrosive to people's spiritual drugs? And the businessmen who manufacture these,  But he's called an Internet tycoon! How am I different from them? Just because I'm Mexican?"

    "This has nothing to do with nationality, Mr. Paul!"

    Isabella tried to emphasize, "Those don't hurt people's bodies!"

    "Go and investigate carefully, little girl."

    Paul is very confident, "Americans of this generation are addicted to the Internet, their physical fitness is getting lower and lower, and they have even become a group of social waste. But my customers, in order to be able to taste some products that make them happy,  But I am working hard, struggling, and making money. Look, in comparison, have I brought progress to society? I have made these people better."

    "How is that possible! How many people die every year because of drugs, do you turn a blind eye?"

    "Do you smoke?"

    Paul suddenly asked a question.

    "Are you trying to compare them with cigarettes? How can they be compared together?"

    Isabella was very smart and immediately saw through Paul's thoughts.

    "Why not, dear reporter."

    Paul tapped the copy of "Roger's Massacre" with his fingers. "We have all seen the damage cigarettes do to the human body. How many people die from lung cancer caused by smoking every year, and why are cigarettes legal? It's simple, because it gives people  Those big businessmen have brought huge economic profits, and these big businessmen can influence the government and even the country. In addition to cigarettes, alcoholism, car accidents, and shootings But let's see, alcohol, cars, and firearms, are these banned?  Called a criminal? None, dear."

    "There is no comparison!"

    "You are at a loss for words, Ms. Isabella."

    Paul put down the cigar in his hand, and a footman stepped forward and poured red wine into the wine glass in his hand.

    "The same goes for my products. It brings people joy and needs. It just requires some small control over the weight."

    Paul swung the wine in the glass and said, "Just like this fine wine, if you drink it a little, it will be a fine wine. Drinking too much will hurt your health. There are many people who cannot control themselves and allow themselves to consume too much. But  You can¡¯t blame me, can you? I¡¯m just a person who provides them with goods. The goods are guilt-free, and in many cases, they can also bring help to people. For example, morphine, such as Demerol.¡±

    He took a sip of red wine and then said, "I'm just a businessman. I hope my customers are healthy. In this way, more people will buy my products, right? It's a pity that I can't decide what they think."  ."

    ¡°Don¡¯t you ever feel that you are guilty?¡±

    "Guilty? Of course not."

    Paul laughed, "I said, I only provide goods, I am just a businessman. If the businessman is guilty, then the United States is finished. Look at Las Vegas, do you think gambling will not make people bankrupt?  I think you should also interview those gambling kings Oh, you can even interview the so-called stock gods. You know, when the stock market crashed, more people jumped from buildings. In comparison, small drugs are nothing.  Woolen cloth?"

    He seemed a little helpless, "It's a pity that people like me have to pay for the sins of this country."

    He turned to look at the butler Bit standing next to him, "Mr. Bit, am I really a bad person?"

    "You are the most tolerant and generous person I have ever met."

    "The same to you."

    Paul raised his glass and paid tribute to Bit.

    "If possible, I hope you can run for President of the United States!"

    Bit was a little excited, "You will definitely make the whole country better!"

    ¡°Don¡¯t be so excited, Bit.¡±

    Paul said with a smile, ¡°I already have a lot of things to deal with and don¡¯t have the energy to run such a large company.Home.  "

    Isabella was a little speechless. What does this guy think of the President of the United States?

    "Drink some more."

    Paul didn¡¯t want to neglect Isabella, ¡°We still have some time.¡±

    A manservant came forward, holding red wine, and wanted to pour wine for Isabella.  But he didn't know, he tripped over Isabella's shoes, and accidentally spilled the red wine in his hand, onto Isabella's clothes.  Although there isn't much, the bright red patch is very obvious.

    ¡°Oh, crap.¡±

    Paul frowned, and his always kind face suddenly became ferocious.

    "It's okay, just a little bit, just go back and wash it off."

    While Isabella was talking, the male servant was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Isabella to apologize.

    "Miss, please forgive me, miss!"

    This man looked panicked and his head was bleeding.  This sudden situation shocked Isabella.

    "Get up, it's okay"

    "Spare your life, spare your lifeplease"

    But the opponent kept kowtowing, as frightened as a weak prey under the muzzle of a gun.

    "You don't have to do thisI don't care"

    Isabella looked at Paul hurriedly, but Paul had his hands crossed, his face expressionless, and he didn't speak.

    The butler Bit on the side spoke. He didn't say much, he just said something calmly.

    "Don't embarrass yourself too much, Mr. White think about your family."

    ""

    The manservant who was kowtowing desperately just now suddenly stopped moving and knelt there quietly, his face turned pale and his eyes had lost focus.

    "Stop being rude."

    "Bit snapped her fingers, and a maid stepped forward, as if she was carrying limp noodles, pulled up the manservant White, and carried him out of the study.

    "What are you going to do with him?"

    Isabella asked Paul hurriedly.

    "This is our own business, Miss Reporter."

    Paul looked at his watch and said, "Because of poor Mr. White, we have lost too much time. Bit, please send Miss Isabella back."

    "Yes, sir."

    Bit stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation to Isabella.

    "Please don't blame him, Mr. Paul!"

    Isabella said she really didn¡¯t mind, ¡°This dress is not expensive!¡±

    "Let us handle this matter ourselves."

    "Then when are you free?"

    Isabella seemed not satisfied with this interview, "I want to conduct a more in-depth interview with you!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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