Chapter 17

"Today, thank you." Yan Xi flashed her eyes like water.

Yan Xi sat in the co driver's seat of Jin Zongliang's car, his head lowered deeply, and he was about to be buried in front of his chest.

"You live here?" Jin Zongliang habitually picked up a cigar, then lowered the window half a space and turned to spit out the smoke from the window.

Yan Xi looked up a little and looked around. There was rubbish all around. Jin Zongliang's Global Limited Edition sports car looked very abrupt here.

She still bowed her head and did not answer.

"Is that what you want?" Jin Zongliang asked again.

"I have no choice." Yan Xi answers carefully in a very small voice.

She really has no choice. In the ten years since she left Jin Zongliang, she has never belonged to herself. Every step seems to be set. All she can do is to be pushed forward step by step by the hand of fate.

Jin Zongliang didn't say anything more. He stepped on the gas pedal, and the car made a huge engine noise. Then the car rushed forward.

"Fasten your seat belt." Jin Zongliang looks ahead and says coldly to Yan Xi.

Yanxi obediently pulled the seat belt from the side, secretly observed the interior of the car, top black leather seats, complex operating panel, and countless buttons. Yanxi had never been in such a high-end car before.

Jin Zongliang drives like he's crazy. The sports car, which is already very powerful, makes a roaring sound at his feet every few seconds. Soon, he arrives at the world trade center.

It was already six o'clock in the evening, which was just the time to get off work. From time to time, some employees came out of the world trade center.

I don't know if it was intentional or not. Jin Zongliang just parked his car at the front door of the company.

Because Jin Zongliang's car is too eye-catching, almost everyone in the company knows that this is Mr. Jin's car. From time to time, some people have said that they are looking in the direction of the car.

"Get out of the car." Jin Zongliang gives a cold command to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi's eyebrows slightly frowned, and her lips slightly opened and closed with a little blood Pink: "but there are so many people here I... "

"Wait for me in the office. You've been absent from work all day." Jin Zongliang paid no attention to Yan Xi's words at all, and still issued instructions strongly.

Yan Xi looked at Jin Zong's cold and perfect side face and sighed slightly. It seemed that he could not escape today.

She took a deep breath, opened the door and got out.

Sure enough, a foot just stepped out of the door, she felt a lot of hot eyes cast to her, several people began to whisper in groups.

Yan Xi feels that her face is boiling hot. She lowers her head and walks into the company building. Jin Zongliang in the car is watching all this silently. At this time, his mouth is slightly raised, showing a meaningful smile.

Arriving at his office on the 50th floor, Yan Xi was stunned by the sight.

There are four or five piles of papers on my desk.

Is Is it all my own work? I can't finish so many documents even if I give myself three heads and six arms!

Just as Yan Xi looks at the piles of documents in a daze, Jin Zongliang has already stood behind her.

"It's all your job."

With penetrating sound into Yan Xi's ears.

"When I'm done, I have a new schedule. I'm going out now."

Words fall, he walked past from Yan Xi's side, gently rubbed Yan Xi's shoulder.

As he walked, he took off his straight suit and coat, leaving only a white shirt close to his body.

Under the shining of the crystal lamp above his head, his muscle lines appear to be more sexy than before.

Jin Zongliang sat down in his chair, then neatly took off michad mill's 20 million dollar watch in his hand, took out a file bag from the drawer, and then put on another dark gray suit.

Yan Xi has been standing in a mess. Her round apricot eyes stare at Jin Zongliang. What does he mean? He saves himself, and then gives him endless work

Jin Zongliang raised his head, and his fierce eyes collided with Yan Xi, sending out a cold light.

"I'm going out to do something. When I come back, I hope you've done it." Jin Zongliang went to Yan Xi's side, bent down and said in her ear.

The warm gas flows into Yan Xi's neck, and she shivers all over unconsciously.

After that, Jin Zong walked forward without looking back.

"Why, why save me, just want to see me now so embarrassed?"

After saying that, Yan Xi was also frightened by himself. He didn't know what happened to him. Maybe he had been depressed for too long.

She clenched her fist and waited for a response.

Hearing Yan Xi's words, Jin Zongliang's steps suddenly stopped. A moment later, he turned his face.

"You're right. I just want to see how bad you are, or even how bad you are." Jin Zongliang's words are very clear.Yan Xi felt that he was stabbed into his heart with a sharp knife with ice, and turned around in an instant.

Jin Zong Liang Si ignores Yan Xi's emotion. After that, she turns around and leaves. Her back, which has no temperature, disappears at the end of the elevator.

Yan Xi opens the drawer, takes out the crystal rabbit that Jin Zongliang gave her ten years ago, and caresses it gently.

The body of the pain came, only this pain is still reminding Yan Xi, she is still alive.

Jin Zongliang walked into his exclusive garage and took a puff of smoke. Why did he feel like smoking.

He does not allow himself to think more, because at this time, there is a more important thing waiting for him to do.

"Ding..." A bell rang.

Jin Zongliang picked up his cell phone with a long and clear hand.

"Hello, this is Jin Zongliang."

Half an hour later, in a bar on the edge of central, the confused lights flickered and a strong smell of alcohol came to my nose.

Jin Zongliang lit a cigarette, frowned and walked into the bar.

"Hello, boss, excuse me..." The waiter in uniform smiles politely.

"President's room." Before the waiter finished, Jin Zongliang said coldly.

Perhaps because of Jin Zongliang's outstanding identity, the waiter was more respectful: "OK, sir, you come with me."

There's a large bar deck ahead.

Countless women with bare breasts and exposed clothes are surrounded by all kinds of upstarts like butterflies.

Through this card seat area is the presidential suite, which is also the most high-end luxury private room here.

"This is it, boss. Please come in." The waiter bowed his head humbly, reached out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Jin Zongliang nodded slightly and walked into the box.