The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Jun's House is located in a group of hidden villas on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.

Even in the suburbs, the price here is an inch of gold.

The magnificent castle-like buildings stand out from the crowd even in the villas.

Everyone who lives here knows that it belongs to the Jun family.

Inside the building complex is a large garden area, a vast golf course, and basketball courts.

Deep in the forest, there is a simple and low-key glass hut built.

The emerald green vines covered the periphery of the glass house, and it was clear that there was a huge botanical garden inside the house.

Various exotic flowers and plants are planted inside, even rare plants outside are planted here.

Obviously, this is a cultivated plant room.

There was a hidden forest path outside the glass room, and at this time Jun Shenglian walked over with an ugly expression.

Because of his hurried steps, he seemed a bit impatient, without the usual steady demeanor.

When he arrived in front of the glass cabin, he was forced to return to his elegant and calm demeanor and knocked on the outside door.

"Come in."

In the botanical garden, a man in a white suit sits faintly.

The voice was graceful and mild with a touch of coldness.

Jun Shenglian felt nervous, and only walked in slowly with permission.

The beautiful and noble man sits on a rattan chair. A white suit outlines his figure perfectly and three-dimensionally. His legs are elegantly folded, and his slender fingertips teases a squirrel.

"Recently busy?"

The voice was soft and cold.

Jun Shenglian's heart beat: "I'm a bit busy. Recently, I need to help my eldest brother consolidate other shareholders of the Jun family."

A cold look like a snake instantly fell on him: "Did you bring your phone?"

Jun Shenglian didn't know how he discovered it, so he subconsciously reached into his suit pocket: "It's turned off..."

"Throw it out, I don't like any electronic products entering my territory."

The cold words reveal faint prestige.

Jun Shenglian's scalp was numb, and he dared not refute, took out his phone, walked outside again, opened the door, and threw the phone directly onto the lawn.

If someone sees the Jun family brothers getting along in this way, they will stare out.

Guru who is listening:...

Is there such a precautionary operation?

This earthling is not playing cards according to the routine, right?

Jun Shenglian walked in again, and the squirrel beside Jun Chengyue was gone.

He still held the pine nuts in his hand to tease the squirrel.

"I remember that you once vowed to me that the child was dead."

Jun Shenglian did not dare to refute, his lips were a little pale, pale and feeble to defend: "I clearly ordered that child to be executed."

However, when he saw the true face of Jun Ci, Jun Shenglian knew that the matter was serious.

Not only was the child not dead, but he survived well.

Now, so dazzling, one can't ignore standing in front of Jun Chengyue.

He didn't even think about how terrifying thoughts this younger brother would have in his mind.

"I didn't blame you."

Suddenly, Jun Chengyue smiled, his smile was like the resurrection of everything in the spring of March, but still with the cold winter that has not completely faded: "He is very good, and he has gathered the advantages of his parents, which surprised me."

He stood up and murmured: "Fortunately, there was no death in the beginning."

Jun Shenglian was also confused.

He glanced at Jun Chengyue secretly, but still couldn't understand his thoughts.

Obviously, hate the child's parents so much. Why, now they seem to be happy?