A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

At this moment, the tear mole at the corner of Li's eyes is like a sharp knife.

As the light in his eyes turned, there was a radiant and cold light, and wherever he touched, it seemed as if he had passed through the flesh and blood.

Every word sees blood!

The poached designer was speechless.

Staring at the two people waiting opposite him with rounded eyes, the eyeballs wished they could pop out.

After a long while, she probably held her breath and became short of breath.

Out of nowhere came a sentence——

"Isn't the canary just to sleep with you? The Bo Group has always been doing business smoothly, but now that it's entering the domestic market, it has a long way to go. I don't believe it. She, the canary, just wants to Just accompany that one person! Besides, I was recruited by the Bo Corporation, so it doesn't make sense that she, a little mistress, can decide whether to stay or stay with me! Talk to me about respect, hehe, have you ever respected me! "

"Respect is mutual. If you bring your customers here today with respect, and negotiate with Mr. Yin and others in the branch, I think it will be a very pleasant thing. But... Miss, you And your client, the high-profile and strong demand that Cynthia come here is for some dirty and despicable purposes, so we don't need to respect this kind of person. Because, you are not worthy!"

Li Yi curled his lips slightly and raised his wrist lightly.

The sugar cube clip came out of the fingertips, drew a beautiful arc, and landed in the opposite designer's teacup, causing a wave of water.

Tea splashes!

"A small manager dares to talk to us—"

"Oh, little manager?"

With a mocking smile, he interrupted the designer.

Bao Jinghan glanced at her casually, then turned to look at Li Yi: "Let's go! Our time is precious, and we shouldn't waste it on such pretentious people. Also, I want to emphasize again and again, it's worth my trip, Mr. Yin, who used himself as a guarantee, should also be dealt with. The old man doesn't like raising waste."

The gentle voice settled down.

The speaker got up gracefully and walked towards the door of the meeting room.

Li Yi's eyes were deep, hiding his amusement.

Glancing over the different faces of the people at the table again, he pushed aside the chair and stood up, following Bao Jinghan's pace and leaving the conference room.

Before closing the door, he did not forget to tell the secretary standing behind Mr. Yin: "Then who... just you! Wait a moment, let the people from the cleaning department come up, replace all the things in this conference room, and thoroughly disinfect Then tell them that tomorrow morning, the documents from above will come down, Mr. Yin will pack up his things and leave, and his office will also be completely replaced and cleaned. Thank you for your hard work!"

The door was gently closed, leaving no extra sound.

Everyone in the conference room fell into a strange silence.

I was in a daze reminiscing about the old days, but I never came back to my senses.

Until, being slapped invisibly and losing face, the rich and powerful client stood up angrily.

Shaking the teacup in front of him, he walked out.

It was only when the high-level executives sat around President Yin that they came back to their senses.

But it was still difficult to hide the panic on his face, talking about Li Yi in a hurry.

And that arrogant designer couldn't hide his gloomy expression.

Thinking of the couple just now, and the expression of the big client when he left, he immediately questioned Mr. Yin angrily.

But the answer I got was a disgruntled sentence: "Miss Qiu, I am also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. This time, I really can't invite you. Do you know? The person you just offended is from the Li family. Young Master!"