Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

Yuzun Group, President's Office on the 46th floor.

Jiang Wenhao yelled, "The reserve price of 60 million yuan, which I negotiated with Shengtian for three hours! This price is to buy six acres of land in Shencheng City, and you actually told me this. unreasonable?!"

Refusing to accept the contract on several cases, Jiang Wenhao spit out angrily, "The contract is drawn up, I want to see what you can do with me!"

The black figure in front of the desk looked like a polar glacier.

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes dangerously, with a biting icy cold between his eyebrows, squinting at him indifferently.

"I thought you learned at least a few things in the past few years when you were studying abroad. I didn't expect it to be the same." His eyes grew colder, his voice was low and he was not angry. A block of gold?"

Li Beichen proudly picked up the black coffee on the side and took a sip indifferently, "The remaining two pieces of land are blocking the transportation hub of this golden zone. Tell me, what's the use of a larger area?"

Jiang Wenhao's face flushed, "I said, he wouldn't sell the other two!"

"Not for sale?" Li Beichen snorted lightly with his thin lips. He got up and put his slender and well-knotted hands in his suit trouser pockets. The cold aura was under his squeaking footsteps. , Overwhelming, "Then you think, why don't those two pieces of land be sold?"

"how could I know!"

"I don't know anything, just rush to sign the contract?"

The handsome and extraordinary black figure forced him in front of Jiang Wenhao, and Li Beichen twisted his eyebrows, with a hint of cold danger.

Raised his hand and waved out the contract on several cases.

Sheets of white paper are scattered all over the ground.

Looking at him condescendingly, Li Beichen's voice is low and cold: "Jiang Wenhao, go back and study the ownership of the surrounding real estate, and then come and talk to me about this plan!"

"Li Beichen, did you deliberately press me?!" The paper sprinkled on Jiang Wenhao's face slid across a blood stain, his face was blue, and he gritted his teeth angrily, "You just don't want me to do a good job!"

A word of anger circulated throughout the president's office, Jiang Wenhao's obvious hatred was in a stalemate, like a sharp knife.

"Li Beichen, you wait for me. After my eldest brother is released from prison, I see what qualifications you have to inherit the Imperial Supreme!"

Li Beichen lowered his eyes, and the deep and unfathomable fundus was stained with bloodthirsty flushing.

Suddenly, he sneered, "If he has that ability, I'll wait."

"You!" Jiang Wenhao was so angry that he kicked the glass case viciously, and slammed the door away angrily.

The jiaoerman drove the Lamborghini up from the underground parking lot with the car key.

The roar of the motor, accompanied by the deafening DJ, drove away from the Yuzun Building.

He put his arm on the car window stubbornly, letting the wind blow his fingertips and burn the soot.

There seemed to be someone distributing flyers on the side of the road in front of him. He obviously didn't block his way, but Jiang Wenhao anxiously slammed his horn several times.

The harsh sound caused many people to be speechless.

He had nowhere to vent his anger. He simply stopped Lamborghini angrily, threw down the door with a ‘slam’, opened his legs imposingly, forced him to the woman who handed out the flyer, and pushed her from behind.

"Hey, woman, good dogs don't stand in the way!"

The woman was weak, pushed by him, did not stand firmly, and fell to the ground. She gritted her teeth in pain.

Turning his face, raising his eyes, with water vapor in his eyes, he looked at him innocently, "Mr., you are driving your car on the avenue, and I am handing out my flyers on the crosswalk. Where did you stop your way?"

When he saw her face, Jiang Wenhao was shocked, "Qiao Wenqian!"