Chu Shao, you fouled

Chapter 325 Mr. President Arrives

Chapter 325 Mr. President Arrives
It's better not to tell Chu Lingmo that it's a Porsche, otherwise he might pay back the money for her. It's a debt to anyone, it's better to owe it to that stranger.

No, with Chu Lingmo's bad attitude, it is unlikely that he will pay back the money. Instead, he may make trouble for the other party, threaten or beat him up.

Han Qianxi shuddered, determined not to tell him.

Chen Lingmo was a little displeased: "Who cares about the other party, let me ask you, is there anything wrong?"

Han Qianxi froze for a moment: "I'm fine, I bumped into someone."

"Well, as long as you're fine. Everything else is secondary. I'll send the driver to fix the car."

"Young Master Chu, I can fix it. There is a garage not far from here."

The phone was hung up, Han Qianxi blinked, then who repaired this car...

After turning on the computer and looking at it for a while, the office door was pushed open from the outside without knocking, and it turned out to be Shen Sichen.

Han Qianxi stood up politely and walked out from behind the desk. Why is the president here?Come for a surprise inspection?Fortunately, she was at work just now. If she had been caught calling earlier, it would be embarrassing even if she wasn't notified.

Shen Sichen looked her up and down several times, making her feel hairy: "Boss Shen."

"Well, it looks like you're all right."

Seeing Han Qianxi's dazed look, she explained: "Ling Mo said you crashed a car, let me see if you were injured."

Han Qianxi slipped into a cold sweat, and actually troubled the CEO to come over in person...

"No, I'm not injured, I told Young Master Chu."

Shen Sichen asked with concern: "What's going on?"

Han Qianxi was a little embarrassed, and said weakly, "Well, I'm just a novice driver, and I just rear-ended."

"Oh, I thought it was a big deal, and scolded me to come over." Shen Sichen took out his mobile phone to make a call and left.

Xu Lili poked her head in, curious: "Qian Xi, what are you doing here, Mr. President?"

"It's nothing."

"Qian Xi, you also said that the president is not interested in you. If you are not interested, why didn't you invite you to the president's office instead of coming here in person?"

Han Qianxi supported her forehead: "Don't guess there, nothing happened."

After get off work in the afternoon, Han Qianxi found that familiar taxi parked there again.

"Miss Han, please get in the car."

Han Qianxi instantly understood, it seemed that the car had been driven away for repairs: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No. As long as Miss Han is safe."

Not far away, Han Qianyue, who had been secretly watching, stopped a taxi and said, "Follow the taxi in front." She didn't drive her own car because she was afraid of being discovered by Han Qianxi.

The taxi driver followed: "Miss, why did you follow that car?"

Han Qianyue said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Miss, I'm afraid you will do something illegal."

Han Qianyue gave him a slightly annoyed look, but she still had to rely on him to help follow up: "My sister is someone's mistress, so Mom let me see who that man is so I can persuade him."

The driver immediately cheered up: "Little San? This kind of person is the most annoying, destroying other people's families. Don't worry, Miss, I won't lose you. Be sure to persuade your sister well, and she will come back when she is lost.

You are so beautiful, your sister must not be bad, what kind of boyfriend are you looking for, but you are a mistress. "

Han Qianyue was a little annoyed, and didn't listen carefully to what he said.But it didn't interrupt him.

He followed closely behind, and saw the taxi in front of him driving into Chutian Yunju, the driver was embarrassed: "The front is Chutian Yunju, foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter."

Han Qianyue naturally knows that Chutian Yunju is a gathering place for the rich and famous...

(End of this chapter)

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