Help! After bankruptcy, the aloof CEO keeps provoking me.

Chapter 7 Pei Yichen Doesn't Give Face

"Isn't this Song Zhaoyan? Isn't their family dying, why are they still here?"

"You forgot, she used to be with Li Guang's President Pei..."

"Tsk, aren't those just rumors? Look at the scene now, hahaha, what a shame."

"The human condition is really unpredictable. Who would have thought that the young lady of the Song family, who was so beautiful in the past, would be like this?"

The laughter and sarcasm came from the crowd, intensified, more and more reckless, just like when she was deaf.

Song Zhaoyan sneered. When the Song family was in full swing in her youth, these people were all warm-hearted and kind, but now they all have a disgusting expression.

A group of scumbags, changing faces faster than juggling.

Song Zhaoyan rolled her eyes, smirked and raised her voice: "Why is your boss Pei losing his temper again? You still want me to coax you like this every day, okay, okay, I have to take care of the narrow-minded man."

Then he shook his hair, put on his sunglasses again, picked up the limited-edition bag on the bar, and walked out of the hall as if no one was there.

The crisp sound of high heels was very pleasant, but it stopped abruptly in front of the gate. Song Zhaoyan seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and turned her head slowly. The side face in the sun was like a noble sculpture, which made people dare not look directly at it.

She brushed her forehead hair, gently took off half of her sunglasses with one hand, cast her contemptuous eyes on everyone, and smiled.

"My Song family has a little problem recently, but everyone, don't rush to be happy, go back and take care of it, and ask your parents, how many of your subsidiaries and sources of supply have been my Song for so many years. Home soldiers."

The crowd suddenly became silent, looking at each other, no one spoke anymore, and they all began to think secretly.

"Oh." Song Zhaoyan rolled her eyes again, "Eat the things that my Song family got up, and now I think I can come back and step on my feet when the wings are hard? Let me tell you, if the Song family is nervous, I will definitely abandon you first. Everyone don't want to make money!"

"Whether it's a dragon pond or a tiger's lair or the thorns and mud, I will definitely hold you back. Don't try to get rid of this muddy water!"

After speaking, Song Zhaoyan pushed on her sunglasses and strode away in a rather carefree way.

A young woman finally came to her senses, and said angrily, "The Song family members are all scoundrels! I'm going to be cold and I'm going to drag others into the water!"

"That's right, the Song family really has no shame in doing this."

The crowd looked at Song Zhaoyan's back and started a new round of cursing, but this time they were really angry and raised their aura to cover up.

In fact, everyone has no idea. As Song Zhaoyan said, if the Song family must perish together, they will lose their skins if they don't die.

The tea room not far away.

Holding a cup of Americano coffee, Sheng Yilan leaned against the glass door and looked coldly at the chattering crowd, with an indelible chill in her eyes.

The fingers were gradually clenched, and the joints were turning white. She naturally saw the scene just now.

Song Zhaoyan, what capital do you have to make you so proud?
I want to see, how long can your poor self-esteem last?

Song Zhaoyan walked out of Li Guang aggressively, but turned back to look in the direction of the president's office with a very depressed heart.

Pei Yichen, who killed a thousand swords, shamed her in public.

No one from the Song family was there?
I still want to catch the opportunity and pester you so that you will stare at me.

Just wait and see!

(End of this chapter)