Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Eight o'clock in the evening, Pei's International Hotel.

The inauguration ceremony of the young director of Bo's consortium as the global CEO of Bo's was held here.

Today, here are countless celebrities from all over the world.

This is a rare banquet open to the public by the Bo family.

Bo's consortium is now one of the top enterprises in China and is well-known in the global economic market.

Tonight is undoubtedly the most eye-catching moment, naturally attracting countless media to come.

So people all gathered together, craned their necks and frantically took pictures of everyone who appeared on the red carpet at the door.

This is far more spectacular than the scene of an international film festival.

There are naturally many bright stars among them.

But compared to those stars, the real strength is the people who hold up those stars and pay those stars.

Countless capitalists appeared one after another, and the things they held in their hands were far heavier than those of the stars.

All kinds of luxury cars at the door are dazzling, and the eyes are addicted.

At this moment, a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly stopped at the door, and the reporter at the door had already set up a camera, ready to madly kill the film.

Su Heng, the president of the Su Group, was dressed in a high-end navy blue suit, white shirt and navy blue tie. His face was cold and handsome, and he stepped out of the car without a smile. He was slender and straight. The fascination of the heart.

Since the Su family got up again from the trough, the development has been good, and the entire Su family has climbed higher and higher in Pingcheng. Needless to say, Su Heng's worth.

Handsome and handsome appearance, tall and slender figure, rich family background, no matter what point, they are the type that all women flock to.

Su Heng got out of the car alone, which surprised everyone.

Anyway, such an excellent man, didn't he bring a female companion today?

And as we all know, he is the one who has a fiancée.

The Rolls-Royce carrying Su Henglai just drove away, followed by a white Porsche.

The car stopped, Su Heng stepped forward, opened the car door in person, reached out and pulled out a well-dressed woman from the car, wearing a rose red evening dress that touched her breasts, her body was enchanting and hot, with heavy makeup, but also delicate.

"Thank you cousin." Lin Feifei thanked happily, and then turned behind Su Heng.

Su Heng nodded, went to the other side of the car, opened the door again, and pulled out another woman with a smile on his handsome face.

As soon as the woman's figure appeared, almost everyone at the door gasped.

A champagne-colored one-shoulder dress with milk tea-colored curly hair that is glossy and soft, draped behind her back, beautiful and delicate collarbone, if the shoulders are cut into shape, the close-fitting dress shows her bumpy figure to the fullest. Step by step, graceful and graceful.

The smooth lines outlined by golden silk threads on the skirt shone from time to time under the light, attracting people's attention all the time.

This is the dress that Su Heng bought at a high price from Shen Fanxing, and it was worn on Shen Qianrou's body.

Wearing it on Shen Fanxing is a completely different style.

Shen Qianrou was led out of the car by Su Heng, lightly pinched the hem of her long skirt with one hand, raised her head and smiled softly at Su Heng, her beautiful face was a little shy.

"Thank you Brother Heng."