Chapter 975： Face slap

Glancing at each other, when the woman spoke again, she suddenly hesitated.

"White, said Miss Bai, kneeling down and apologizing."

Li Zaijun: "..."

She smiled.

The corners of his lips twitched lightly, not knowing who was laughing.

"But Jun, it's actually an apology, fifty thousand yuan--"

When the woman was still trying to persuade, suddenly a Lamborghini drove over.

When a tens of millions limited edition Lamborghini appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people on the street.

Inevitably, it also attracted the attention of those two colleagues.

The man widened his eyes and looked at the sports car intently.

However, the car stopped at the bus booth and then slowly lowered the window.

They were stunned by this scene.

If the Millennium car parked in front of them made them a little surprised, but when the window dropped, the appearance of the people inside made them stunned, and they could plug a light bulb in their mouths.

After the car window landed, the goddess of the nation, who had never been seen only on TV, and the first-line star Wen Xian appeared in front of them.

Wen Xian didn't seem to notice them at all, but dropped down the window to directly face Li Zaijun:

"Why didn't you find a warm place to stay for a while, it's so cold here, get in the car quickly."

Those two: "......???"

Li Zaijun: "It's okay sister-in-law, chat with my colleagues."

Saying that she went to the back, Wen Xian opened the door for her, and she could go in as soon as she bowed her head.

Wen Xian looked at her two colleagues, and the official smiled and said: "Hello, thank you for taking care of my sister. Do you need a signature?"

The two so-called colleagues had already been petrified. At this time, they reacted so quickly that they couldn't think about so much. They were rushing to find pens and papers, but how could they bring those things in a hurry.

The corner of Wen Xian's lips twitched: "Since there is no, then forget it."

"Hey wait, wait—"

But the windows of the car had already been raised, and the car drove away, leaving nothing behind.

Only those two people stood where they were, messy in the wind.

If they heard it right, Li Zaijun called the national goddess Wen Xian his sister-in-law.

Their relationship...at first glance, it is very shallow.

Let’s not talk about who Li Zaijun is, Wen Xian’s net worth is more than one billion yuan, but they just asked her sister to give a woman...kneel for 50,000 yuan?

After the two people reacted to everything, their faces were extremely ugly and their expressions were complicated.

I don't know how I went back.

When she returned upstairs, Bai Ya was still sitting in the VIP lounge with a sullen face, while the supervisor was pouring tea and coaxing her.

After seeing them coming up, he immediately went up and looked behind them: "Where is the man, where is the dead girl?"

The male colleague was silent: "A Lamborghini was gone."

The supervisor suddenly stopped breathing, and some did not react.

Bai Ya suddenly got up and stepped on high heels to ask: "Lamborghini, heh, is there a man to pick her up!?"

Sure enough, he would ask a man for help, and 80% of it was suing Shen Lin, which really made her look down on.

Unexpectedly, when this word fell, the female colleague glanced at her and buzzed back:

"No, it's the big star Wen Xian, she is Xiaojun's sister-in-law, and her brother is also sitting in the car. It seems that there was a rumor that the family of the Jiangmen family with a lot of exploits..."

The words fell, everyone: "..."

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