How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1106 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 294 Madam, you crashed my car.

Tears rolled down the fingers.

Dad is not that kind of person.

She remembered that when he came home late at night after finishing his work, he was smelling of alcohol, but he still didn't forget to kiss her goodnight by her bedside and put a newly bought bear beside her pillow.

She remembered that there were many beautiful assistant secretaries around him, but he never had any scandalous news. He fell in love with his mother in college, got married and had a daughter. He said he couldn't make her sad or cry.

He is not that kind of person.

……

early morning.

It was raining heavily, and the black private car sped past, splashing water all the way.

The place had been cleaned up 5 minutes ago. There were messy mahjong and cigarette butts all over the floor, and the choking smell of sweat lingered in the air.

Someone ran over with an umbrella, lowered his head and reported respectfully: "He hid in the bathroom and locked the door."

The black car windows are half down, and the man's delicate silhouette is hidden in the shadows, his emotions and anger are hard to distinguish, only his voice is as soft and magnetic as ever: "Bring it out, you have to live."

"Yes."

The sound of heavy objects crashing against the iron door sounded faintly, and was crushed by thunderous thunder, which seemed not so real.

Soon, the bearded man was dragged out of the casino by two burly men.

Huang Guowei's birth is not ugly, and he maintains a very good figure. He is wearing black casual clothes and has a new-born beard on his face. He looks a bit handsome. He is quite eye-catching among ordinary men, but compared Compared with the former president of Yinhai Group, he has almost no advantage.

Maybe it was God's preferential treatment, or maybe it was carefully maintained, but the man over 50 looked like he was in his early thirties at first glance, with amazing strength, and it took a lot of effort for two burly men to push him down.

He was still cursing.

The driver held the umbrella in one hand and opened the car door with the other: "Sir, the person is brought out."

Pale lightning streaked across the night sky, and a few seconds later, a burst of thunder rolled over the head, shaking the whole city as if shaking slightly.

Inside the car, a little spark flickered on and off.

The refined and elegant man crossed his legs gracefully, lowered his head, and gave him a condescending glance, his thin lips drawn into an inexplicable arc.

A dazzling light flashed by, gradually approaching.

The white BMW drove so fast that it slid a few meters away after stepping on the brakes and hit the rear of the black private car before stopping.

The driver's door was quickly opened, and Xia Huan staggered out of the car, "No" still on the tip of his tongue, and the sound of bones breaking through layers of rain came to his ears.

She opened her eyes wide, and the torrential rain fell on her pale little face.

A few meters away, Huang Guowei's face was on the ground, just looking at her like that, his eyes gradually lost focus.

On the back of the neck, there is a shiny black leather shoe.

He was trampled to a broken neck and died of suffocation.

Having known each other for many years, she always knew that this man was not a kind man, and her hands were not that clean, but there was never a moment when she was more frightened than seeing him plundering a human life like stepping on ants.

That was her former pillow person.

In a daze, the man had already taken the black umbrella and walked straight towards her.

Fear instantly magnified infinitely.

She supported the car body with one hand, staggered back, but watched him getting closer and closer.

The black windbreaker that still has a man's body temperature wrapped her shivering little body, Xishang held an umbrella with one hand, leaned down, and looked into her wet eyes with scrutiny: "Madam, you crashed my car. "

(End of this chapter)