The man who turned the times

Chapter 509 Della Resisting (Fourth Update)

"No smell, it seems that you usually like to be clean." Su Yang laughed.

With his feet pinched like this, Xiang Beiwan felt a little strange, she blushed and whispered: "I take a bath every day..."

Xiang Beiwan has no cleanliness, but she is also a clean woman.

Especially after she became Su Yang's secretary, she paid more attention to her own hygiene. Before going out every day, she had to wash well and spray perfume all over her body.

Well, that's right, it's all over the body!
And when I go back at night, I will wash up because I sweat out of exercise.

Through medical specialization, Su Yang quickly relieved Xiang Beiwan's pain. However, she had a muscle injury. Although it was not a serious problem, it would take some time to recover.

"Okay, get up and take two steps." Su Yang let go of her.

Xiang Beiwan quickly put on her shoes, took two steps, and found that although the pain was still there, it was much relieved.

Immediately gratefully said: "Thank you, Mr. Su."

"Hey, don't point your PP at me when you're talking, or I won't be able to help it hurt for a while." Su Yang slapped Xiang Beiwan's PP with a slap.

Xiang Beiwan's delicate body tensed up, and she apologized shyly, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time. Then President Su, am I going down?"

"Go."

With Su Yang's consent, Xiang Beiwan ran away, making Su Yang a little puzzled.

In other words, my feet are not in good shape yet, aren't I afraid of falling when I run so fast?

……

the next morning.

After the meeting in New York, Yang Xu flew back to Los Angeles non-stop.

Yang Xu reported on his work in North America. Generally speaking, everything went well.

After it was over, the two had lunch together, and then Su Yang went to a catwalk arranged by Brand to watch Della's catwalk.

But Yang Xu took Brandla to a corner, frowned and asked, "Last night you said on the phone that someone asked Mr. Su for 300 million US dollars. Please explain clearly what happened."

Brand didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly said: "It's like this. After the boss got off the plane, his secretary fell behind because of a foot problem, and accidentally bumped into Della..."

After Yang Xu listened, he sneered and said, "300 million dollars, a fashion show?"

"Yes, that's what Della and her assistant said." Brand said.

"I don't know anything about the entertainment industry, but I've never heard of it. The fee to appear on a show can be as high as 300 million US dollars. I don't know which organizer is so generous."

Brand whispered: "Mr. Yang, what do you mean?"

Yang Xu snorted, "300 million is absolutely impossible. For a fashion show, the Los Angeles fashion show is not famous. It's only hundreds of thousands of dollars, 300 million..."

"Hmph, don't keep your eyes open to see who they are meeting. Even my boss dares to blackmail you. How audacious!"

Brand hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, don't be angry. In fact, I don't think Mr. Su was very angry afterwards. Maybe he will forget about it after a while?"

"Stupid!" Yang Xu scolded: "Brand, if this matter is not done well, you can probably get out of here."

Brand's face was startled, isn't it?

Yang Xu: "The boss didn't show any emotion, it doesn't mean that's what he really thinks, even if he really doesn't care, we should investigate this matter for him."

"Okay, I won't say too much, you immediately arrange people to investigate this matter, find out the truth, I want to know the truth, the complete truth!"

Brand looked serious and said seriously, "Yes, I'll go right away."

……

Just when Brand arranged for people to investigate the matter, Su Yang had already led Xiang Beiwan to a small catwalk show in Los Angeles.

This catwalk scene was left over from a fashion show held by a clothing company a while ago. The white runway remained intact, and the spotlights on the top were still usable. There were still a lot of seats in the auditorium off the court.

However, at this moment, there were only a few people in the auditorium.

Su Yang, Xiang Beiwan and Jenny.

"Why hasn't it started yet, Ms. Jenny, is Miss Della resisting this show?" Su Yang said lightly.

He was sitting in the shadow of the auditorium where the lights did not shine. Jenny turned her head and couldn't see the specific expression on his face, but it was precisely because of this that she felt a chill down her spine.

Jenny hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Sir, Della should be putting on makeup and changing clothes, so she was delayed for a while, and she will come out soon."

Su Yang said: "I've been waiting for her for nearly half an hour, Ms. Jenny, do you know how much money I can make in one second?"

Jenny thought, how do I know?

Xiang Beiwan interjected cooperatively from the side: "According to statistics, our boss can generate an income of 1 U.S. dollars in one second, and 1800 million U.S. dollars in half an hour."

Jenny shuddered, feeling a little MMP in her heart!

Who are you fooling?

The income of 1800 million US dollars in half an hour, hehe, simple conversion, 24 hours a day, wouldn't it be possible to earn [-] to [-] million US dollars?
365 days a year, can earn more than 3000 billion US dollars?

Even Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, is not so powerful.

However, Jenny didn't know that the data Xiang Beiwan said was based on statistical calculations.

Yuanyang Group's financial results for the second quarter show that its revenue is 5663 billion, converted into US dollars, about 845 billion US dollars.

After four quarters, Yuanyang's revenue can indeed reach and exceed US$3000 billion.

Although Jenny was disdainful in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face. She remained respectful, "Then sir, do you want me to go in and remind you?"

Su Yang nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Jenny quickly got up and left the auditorium, and walked backstage.

When I came backstage, I found that Della was sitting on the stool with a cold face. The makeup was done, but the clothes were not changed.

Jenny was startled: "My little baby, why are you still sitting here, hurry up and change your clothes and go out to the catwalk..."

Della said with a stiff face: "I'm not leaving, Jenny, you can return the money to them, I don't want this money anymore!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? With the 300 million in hand, how can you just give it back? It's impossible!" Jenny pulled Della's soft arm: "Get up quickly, go and change your clothes, and then go out Take a walk, we can leave when we're done, it won't delay you for long."

Deira took out a piece of clothing, threw it to Jenny, and said angrily, "See for yourself what kind of clothing these are, whether they are hollowed out navels, swimsuits, bikinis, or even maid outfits, loli outfits, and professional teacher outfits." ...And they are all small clothes, my figure is already tall, and I can't cover the key parts at all..."

"The clothes in the fashion show are not these messy things at all. That guy just wants to use this to humiliate me. I quit, can't I?"

(End of this chapter)