Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Su Shijie saw that things were going wrong, so he no longer covered up: "I just mentioned you to Dats."

Since she likes to compose music and has talent in this area, he, the husband, of course needs to help to mention it.

It just so happened that the CEO of Crown Corporation called to ask him for financing...

Standing in front of the elevator, Chanel couldn't help being angry: "Su Shijie, you bastard!"

"What happened, so unpleasant?"

"It's just being humiliated. Does Mr. Su want to hear all the details? You have so many legs, won't you report the whole process to you?"

"..."

"Su Shijie, I don't want you to intervene in my work. It's right to be looked down upon today!"

Xia Nai'er was very angry, and Su Shijie knew it, so he helped without telling her.

"Insulting you? Who dares?" Su Shijie narrowed his eyes, several layers of storms blew up in his eyes, "Who would dare to look down on the young mistress of the Su family!"

Chanel suddenly felt that there was no common language, so she hung up the phone.

To her, the young mistress of the Su family is the most ironic title...

Su Shijie screwed up a good job application. She was simply looking for humiliation...or was insulted by her favorite music.

The elevator dinged open.

Chanel walked in, and the elevator needed an employee card to move... She pressed the stairs and there was no response.

"Sister Judy..."

An assistant trotted behind Producer Huang, walking this way.

Supervisor Huang walked into the elevator coldly, and when he saw Chanel, his flaming red lips made a sneer.

"The quality of the company is getting worse and worse, and everyone is allowed in."

The little assistant took the work card with the blue lanyard on his chest, scanned the elevator sensor, and pressed the floor.

If Chanel didn't have to go down, she wouldn't want to be in the same room with this woman, standing in the corner consciously, without saying a word.

Supervisor Huang raised his hand coldly, glanced at Patek Philippe's diamond-encrusted gold watch, and looked superior: "It really wasted my whole morning."

The phone rang suddenly.

The little assistant cautiously reminded: "Sister Judy, your phone..."

Producer Huang lazily picked up the phone. He didn't know what he heard, and the expression on his face became more and more stiff.

The elevator floor went all the way down, and it was eerily quiet...

Producer Huang was dazed for a few seconds after listening to the call, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know Mr. Su?"

"..."

"The person behind you is from 13 Oaks - Su Shijie?"

Chanel frowned, only then did she realize that Producer Huang was talking to her.

"You, what's the relationship between you!?" Producer Huang's face turned pale, and her cell phone rang again.

She picked it up in a daze, and put it next to her ear. She didn't know what the other party said, but her face became paler and paler, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her arrogant appearance in the office just now disappeared completely!

"Dats, please help me to beg for mercy, I really didn't know it was the person introduced by President Su... Dats, I will personally apologize for this incident... But I don't want to cause trouble... Dats, President Li, Dats!! !..."

"Ding--"

The elevator reached the first floor, and Chanel walked out.

Any power related to the Ximen family is enough to make the CEOs of ordinary listed companies shy away, provoking the huge Ximen empire, like stepping on a landmine!

The company that had finally started was pushed lightly by a finger, and instantly collapsed into ashes.