The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 565 You are not qualified to ask me to give you face
The high-performance engine made an earth-shattering sound, and the flamboyant bright orange supercar made a beautiful drift, aggressively rushing into the group of million-level luxury cars, attracting everyone's attention, and instantly The lining of the million-level luxury car was turned into scrap metal.

Some of these people are shareholders who came to hold a general meeting of shareholders, and some are celebrities who are about to go out or go back to the company. Those around them ended up the same as the million-dollar luxury cars, they were rendered as bumpkins who had just entered the city.

Wearing a long dress decorated with diamonds, paired with just the right stilettos, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, casual and relaxed, but people can not ignore it, perfect material, high-quality tailoring, high-profile luxury, giving people a An unmatched nobility.

But these are not the most eye-catching.

The most amazing thing is her facial features. With a little makeup, there is a breath-taking surprise everywhere. Against the backdrop of that noble temperament, the beauty is clear and flamboyant.

That was Yan Zhixin.

The extremely arrogant Yan Zhixin.

Taking off her sunglasses, Yan Zhixin walked to the front desk, and lightly tapped on the countertop with her white and slender fingers.

The dumbfounded front desk lady finally came back to her senses, her voice stuttered: "You...you are Miss Yan Zhixin...is that right? The shareholders' meeting hasn't started yet, do you want to go to the small meeting room for a short rest or... ...?"

Yan Zhixin said indifferently: "Small meeting room."

The receptionist next to her immediately came over and respectfully invited her to go up.

Seeing Yan Zhixin's perfect curve when she turned around, a shareholder swallowed, walked up to her quickly, and greeted her familiarly: "Miss Yan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The rest of the people looked at the shareholder one after another, not knowing whether to wait and see or prepare to watch a good show.

The shareholder puffed up his chest, but smiled obsequiously: "You are also here for the shareholders' meeting, are you busy? How about having lunch together after the meeting? I invested in a movie recently. You are the most suitable heroine."

Yan Zhixin glanced at him lightly, recognized him as one of Old Madam Yan's dog legs, and said coldly: "You are not qualified to ask me to give you face."

The shareholder suddenly seemed to have been slapped on the face, and his face turned blue and white.

Under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't get off the stage, and said viciously: "A mere little girl, shameless. Do you want to toast instead of fine wine?"

Yan Zhixin didn't even think it was superfluous to look at him, as soon as she raised her hand, Zheng Lei and Wu Hang immediately stepped forward, staring at him from left to right, and the aura of iron and blood came out of her body.

The shareholder was caught in the murderous aura, a little terrified, unable to say a word, and watched Yan Zhixin step into the elevator.Yan Zhixin followed the reception lady into the small meeting room, Gu Xi automatically stood behind her, Zheng Lei and Wu Hang came back soon, Zheng Lei stood by the door, Wu Hang and Gu Xi stood side by side, and reported: "A soft-footed shrimp , I’ll be scared if I’m scared.”

Just after finishing speaking, the reception lady came in with tea and pastries, and said respectfully, "Please take it slowly."

Yan Zhixin raised her eyes and glanced at her, picked up the tea and put it under her nose to smell it, then said with a sneer, "You're not so brave, you dare to put something in my tea!"

The reception lady turned pale instantly: "No, it's not me, I didn't do anything..."

(End of this chapter)