Hanman: Control the chaebol, starting with Aunt Meijing

The car was like a silver bolt of lightning.

Gallop away on the road.

Han Suyan, the co-pilot, would glance at Su Mingyu from time to time.

Her beautiful eyes glowed with excitement.

Looking at Su Mingyu’s eyes, they were full of excitement.

Two people stopped in front of a bar.

Su Mingyu threw the key to the security guard at the door.

He took a wad of bills from his pocket and handed it to the man.

The security guard bowed deeply to Su Mingyu.

“Thank you, sir.”

Su Mingyu waved his hand casually.

The security guard respectfully picked up the keys and drove Koenigsegg carefully to the parking lot.

Ma Dong drove the Rolls-Royce Phantom and arrived later.

Su Mingyu held Han Suyan and walked towards the bar.

Ma Dong followed behind Su Mingyu respectfully.

Violent music, faintly came.

The men and women on the dance floor began to stir.

“Sir, what set meal do you need?”

Su Mingyu took out the centurion black gold card from his pocket and directly threw the black gold card to the waiter in front.

“Get ten sets of your most expensive package.”

When the waiter heard this, his eyes lit up.

At this time, his attitude towards Su Mingyu was more respectful, and he bowed deeply to Su Mingyu.

“Thank you for this gentleman’s support, your drink will come soon.”

After that, there are rows of tall beauties with hot figures.

Holding a bottle of wine, he stepped on high heels and walked towards Su Mingyu’s booth.

There was very little fabric on the girl’s body.

And the eyes that looked at Su Mingyu one by one were full of heat.

It looked like he wanted to swallow Su Mingyu alive.

They deliberately bent over in front of Su Mingyu.

Trying to show off in front of him.

But Su Mingyu didn’t seem to see it.

From the leather bag that Ma Dong took casually, he pulled out a few thick piles of US dollar bills and sprinkled them into the sky.

“These are all yours, take as much as you take, how many there are!”

Three dozen dollar bills is enough for thirty thousand dollars.

The women were now bending over, picking up bills on the ground.

No doubt.

Su Mingyu is now the focus of the field.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Su Mingyu and began to wonder which rich son this was.

Han So-yeon seems to be a little unable to adapt to this environment.

He has been lying in Su Mingyu’s arms.

Su Mingyu bowed his head and said in Han Suyan’s ear: “Here you can vent wantonly, no one will know you, let alone remember you.” ”

Han So-yeon didn’t seem to be able to play well at first.

But later, under Su Mingyu’s “encouragement”, he began to sway to the rhythm of the music.

The young woman’s figure is excellent.

Especially with that hot dance Han Suyan, she is more and more open.

A few little punks who dyed their hair colorful slowly approached Han Suyan with such a hooky figure.

They looked at Han Suyan unscrupulously, and their eyes were even more hot.

Su Mingyu held a cup of XO.

His face turned a little gloomy, and he turned his head to look at Ma Dong beside him.

“Teach those people a lesson and let them remember them for a long time.”

Ma Dong nodded slightly.

Then he got up and walked towards the gangsters.

Ma Dong is known as a man who slaps his palms.

A slap directly flew out a yellow-haired fan.

Peng!

Huang Mao fell heavily on the ground.

A pig-killing scream came out of his mouth.

“Ugh!”