Goddess' Super Master

The guy in the passenger seat wanted to get angry, so someone came forward and opened his door.

"Did the man bring it? The president has been waiting for a long time!" the man who opened the door was a middle-aged man of about 40, his face was very unhappy, and his tone should be much higher than that of the guy in the car.

"Bring it! Bring it!" the guy in the passenger seat quickly changed his face, and the people in the back row quickly opened the door.

After the other party's people got off the bus, Chen Yuyue calmly got off the bus. He looked up at the middle-aged man about 40 and ignored him. Instead, he hooked up with the guy in the passenger seat and said, "man, let's go."

The guy's face was black and white: "brother Mai, I brought the man. If there's nothing wrong, I'll go first."

The middle-aged man nodded gently when he heard the speech. He didn't look at it. Chen Yuyue said, "come with me."

"Who are you? If you let me go with you, I'll go with you." Chen Yuyue didn't intend to let go of the guy around him: "I was brought by him. I went to see President Wan and asked him to take me. Which onion are you?"

The young man hooked by Chen Yuyue's shoulder directly broke into a cold sweat: "this is brother Mai! You go with brother Mai! I've brought you, and there's nothing left for me!"

"That's not good. You brought me here so hard. I'll say a few good words to you in front of the president." Chen Yuyue smiled, "otherwise you'll give credit to others."

The middle-aged man was expressionless and didn't mean to stop. He directly left the young man a sentence: "in this case, take him to the president in person."

"Brother Mai! I don't mean that. This guy stirs up discord!" this guy was killed by Chen Yuyue today.

The middle-aged man didn't listen to his explanation at all and went straight into the villa.

The young man turned and knocked off Chen Yuyue's arm: "do you want to kill me today? Injustice has a head and debt has a owner. It's not me who's bothering you. What are you doing with me!"

"I didn't pit you. I just saw that McGonagall's shelf was too big. It's better for you to rise up and make people feel kinder." Chen Yuyue said nonsense.

The young man's face turned green and quickly lowered his voice and said, "keep your voice down! Brother Mai is the red man around our president and the president's brother-in-law! If you pit me again, I'll be dead!"

"Brother in law? What are you afraid of? You're still a hunter with bullets." Chen Yuyue grinned.

Young man really wants to strangle Chen Yuyue!

But Chen Yuyue has followed McGonagall's direction.

This guy doesn't mean to go with Chen Yuyue at all. He wants to live a few more years.

"Let's go." Chen Yuyue took a few steps and found that the other party didn't go. He waved: "if you don't come, I won't go. I can come to give you face. The old face of the man in front is so ugly that I won't go with him."

Chen Yuyue deliberately raised his voice and said these words to middle-aged men.

The middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it: "Xiaojing, you're responsible for taking the people you brought over! You'd better let him close his smelly mouth."

"Yes! McGonagall!" the young man named Xiaojing looked nervous, and the whole heart was raised to his throat.

Chen Yuyue picked his eyebrows and said, "let's go and let all my brothers and sisters go to hell. I hate that kind of thing that looks down on people by relying on relatives."

When Chen Yuyue shouted recklessly, not only the small well looked like death, but also brother Mai looked iron blue. I wish I could peel the bastard alive now.

In this way, Xiaojing, a young man who was still swaggering in Fuxiang, returned to Wanjia territory but behaved like a cat. He walked carefully in front of Chen Yuyue for fear that Chen Yuyue would give him some more moths.

Finally, Chen Yuyue was taken to the huge reception hall in the villa.

The decoration of neoclassical style is resplendent. It can be seen that the decoration of this villa must be done by a real designer.

From simplicity to complexity, from the whole to the part, those exquisite inlaid flowers and carved gold are meticulous, which really makes Chen Yuyue feel this taste.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this villa, you can strongly feel the traces of traditional European culture and history and rich artistic heritage.

"President Wan has good taste." Chen Yuyue looked around. Without being invited by anyone, he walked to the elegant and exquisite sofa and sat down. He impolitely stepped on the handmade pure wool Persian carpet with his shoes on the greasy ground.

Today's Persian carpet has long been integrated into the ancient Persian civilization, and seems to have become an art. Naturally, the price is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After all, as like as two peas carpets with two models, each of them is the only one that exists. This makes it extremely valuable and investment. So many wealthy people regard it as a property equivalent to cash.

In other words, it can circulate like gold, jewelry and jade.

"You're... Totally ungrounded!" when brother Mai saw Chen Yuyue stepping directly on the priceless carpet, he couldn't help the tone in his heart: "mice have skin, people have no manners, people have no manners, what's the point of not dying! Mice have teeth, people have no ends, people have no ends, how can we wait if they don't die! Mice have body, people are rude, people are rude, Hu doesn't die!"

"Yo." Chen Yuyue grinned: "it's really cultural. The book of songs has been moved out."

"Do you know how old the carpet under your feet has been! Don't take your feet off quickly!" McGonagall roared angrily.

Chen Yuyue looked innocent: "isn't it for people to step on the ground? If you don't want people to step on it, you'll lock it in the safe."

Until then, Wan Shiji, who had been standing by the fireplace without turning around, raised his hand and motioned McGonagall not to argue with him again.

"The Iranians see the ground as a room