Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

A year and a half later.

Linshi Airport is full of people coming and going.

Suddenly, a dozen black Lexus parked outside the airport, surrounding the extended luxury limited edition Lincoln in the middle.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden appearance of a group of luxury cars. They all took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the luxury cars on the roadside.

At this moment, a man surrounded by airport security came out of the VIP aisle.

The man is about 1.85 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a pair of long legs that are more dazzling than the models on the catwalk! Even though he was wearing sunglasses, he still couldn't hide his handsome face. Just from his high nose bridge and kissable thin lips, you can imagine how beautiful those eyes are hidden behind the sunglasses!

Although the man's whole body exuded the aura of being kept away from strangers, it still attracted a group of girls to scream.

"Which celebrity is this? Emma, ​​I'm totally fans, she's so handsome."

"I don't know. He's really handsome. It's the first time I've seen a man who can look so handsome and manly in a simple thin sweater."

"Good temperament and good figure."

The airport security dutifully blocked anyone who wanted to get close, and soon the man walked to the exit. The driver of the Bentley quickly opened the door for him and carefully blocked the car frame with his palm, "Sire."

"kindness."

Li Beijue had no expression on his face and leaned over to sit in.

Soon, the Lexus left the airport, escorting the lengthened Lincoln in the middle...

30 minutes later.

Lincoln stopped in front of a majestic building.

There were two rows of men and women in suits and ties standing straight at the door. As soon as the Lincoln stopped, everyone waiting at the door lowered their heads, bent down and said hello, "Hello, Mr. Li."

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Hello, Mr. Li."

After getting off the car, the man walking in the middle was like an emperor on patrol, unattainable.

The secretary quickly arrived, keeping up with his fast pace, and reported quickly, "Mr. Li, the meeting is ready. All directors and branch general managers are here."

"Make some coffee."

"yes."

"Inform them that the meeting will begin in one minute!"

"OK."

The secretary's forehead was covered with sweat, and he didn't dare to waste a second. He hurriedly went to the side to make a phone call to inform the people who stayed above to convey the order.

The conference room on the 66th floor, which can accommodate hundreds of people, has been ready for a long time. The directors and general managers they knew were chatting with each other, all about Li Beijue's deeds when he went to country T to perform peacekeeping missions.

Just when everyone was chatting at the hottest moment, the double-open conference room door was opened with a bang——

The protagonist that everyone was talking about appeared in sight, and a strong sense of oppression suddenly hit everyone's heart. Everyone couldn't help but closed their mouths, lowered their heads and looked through the meeting materials on hand...

Sir Alex's pressure has become stronger and stronger over the past year. People who are often in the same room with him can't breathe.

Come to think of it, Sir Alex Ferguson was on an anti-terrorist mission this time, and it is said that he directly led people to destroy the base of the terrorist organization and solved hundreds of hostages. Just because of this decisive killing, can it not make people breathless?

The man who was the culprit didn't seem to realize how strong his aura was at all. He rolled up his sleeves indifferently, revealing a fair and strong wrist. His sharp eyes swept across the audience and said, "I have been out during this period. I don’t have time to worry about you about the mission, so let’s summarize it one by one! Three minutes for each person to talk about the key points, I’ll listen!”