Chapter 630


    Because of Ro, Adam was really unhappy. He couldn''t wait to leave here with Tracey.


    Seeing that Adam was a bit absent- minded, Tracey asked, "Adam, what''s on your bind?"


    "Nothing. Why don''t we get out of here?" Adam thought of how anxious Tina was when she called


    him. It was like Tracey could die at any time.


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    Tina knew Ro better than he did. Besides, ording to his research, Ro was a man who


    would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.


    That was terrible. The worst were the ones who were gentle on the outside and cruel on the inside.


    "Adam, I haven''t talked to Mr. Bardem yet." Tracey had just made up her mind. No matter whether


    she could get the project or not, she had to give it a try.


    Adam couldn''t say no to her. "Well, fine. But if you fail, juste back to me. You''re not allowed to


    go anywhere."


    "Okay." Tracey slipped out of his arms like a fish.


    Adam kept a close eye on Tracey. Even if she was not around, he had to make sure she was safe.


    "What''s the deal?" Steve was surprised when Tracey walked to him. After all, she and Adam had


    been Siamese twins ever since they got together.


    "I''m gonna help you get the project," Tracey said with a cute smile.


    "Can you?"


    "I''m not sure, but it''s okay to try. If we make it, it will greatly improve ourpany."


    "I''m d you say so. I thought love made you forget you had apany. Well, same old n?"


    Steve raised his eyebrow.


    "He''s not a lecher, and he''s not interested in antiques." Tracey had skimmed through Mr. Bardem''s


    information.


    "He must have something he likes."


    "So you already know that?" Tracey knew that Steve must have been onto Mr. Bardem a long time


    ago.


    "Speaking of which, you can really help me."


    "What?"


    "He likes design, especially jewelry design. Tracey, you''re quite famous in this business. Maybe you


    can catch his eyes with that." Steve took out a ring.


    This ring was one of Tracey''s works, but she never made it public.


    "You won''t me me for taking it here, will you?" Steve smiled.


    "Of course I won''t." Tracey had said that all her stuff was also Steve''s. They were like family.


    "Great. I didn''t know you wereing, so I brought it. I''m starting to think I have a better chance."


    "That''s hard to say. You go fly a kite and see what happens." Tracey and Steve made the best team.


    When theirpany was just a studio, they worked well together.


    It was not easy to stand out from so manypetitors. They needed to go down a less traveled


    path.


    This was why they focused on the weaknesses and hobbies of the people they wanted to work with.


    "Okay." Steve smiled at her and then walked to Mr. Bardem. There were not a lot of people around


    him anymore.


    When Mr. Bardem came out of the bathroom, a ring rolled to his foot.


    He squatted down to pick it up. Then, his eyes lit up. It was a unique male ring.


    The design style was a little familiar. He turned the ring over, and there were two exquisite letters


    in it: DO.


    A man stopped in front of him. He looked up and asked, "Is this your ring?"


    "Yes, thank you."


    "Is it made by DO?" As expected, Mr. Bardem was very interested in this ring.


    "Yes."


    "I''ve seen all DO''s works, but I haven''t seen it."


    "Well, this is one of her unpublished works. She is a designer, and an artist. Her works are few but


    each one is exquisite.


    "Design is her hobby, and I think she has something that other designers don''t."


    "She? Do you know her?" Mr. Bardem felt that this man seemed to be familiar with DO.


    "Well, she is a very good friend of mine."


    "I''ve asked about her many times, but I didn''t know she was a woman until today. They just told me


    DO was young.


    "I like her works very much. If you don''t mind, could you introduce me to her?"


    Steve pretended to be in a dilemma. After thinking for a moment, he nodded. "She''s very low-key. If


    you want to see her, you must keep her identity a secret. Design is just her hobby, and she hates


    being bothered."


    "I know. What''s your name, Sir?" Mr. Bardem was as excited as a fan to meet his idol.


    "Steve Xiao. You can call me Steve. This is my business card."


    "Okay. Nice to meet you, Steve. Can I call you?"


    "Of course, it''s my pleasure." Steve did not even mention the project, because he couldn''t let Mr.


    Bardem know the whole thing was a setup.


    "Have a night."


    "So do you, Sir." Steve turned and left politely. He didn''t look like he was acting at all.


    No one knew that someone had attracted Mr. Bardem''s attention with a ring.


    Tracey had been standing in the distance. Steve walked towards her and made an OK gesture.


    Tracey passed by him and said, "Man, you deserve an Oscar."


    "You''re my teacher." Steve still remembered how Tracey taught him to deal with these celebrities.


    Now he was a social butterfly.