The max-level host dominates the world with a weak system

Wen Xichen sneered, ignored the ugly old Yang, and left with Hua Fengyue behind him.

Looking at Wen Xichen's clear figure, Lao Yang curled his lips, with an expression of contempt in his eyes, and then left in the opposite direction with disdain.

Dark thoughts kept growing in Lao Yang's mind.

Is it amazing to be rich? !

If only I were like Wen Xichen, and had a richest grandfather, I would definitely be more promising than him, instead of becoming a nuisance to everyone and being looked down upon by everyone.

In the company——.

As soon as Wen Xichen arrived at the company door, a secretary came down to greet him.

He and Hua Fengyue followed the secretary's steps through the bustling lobby, then walked onto the elevator and walked toward the silent top floor.

The top floor is the office prepared by Mr. Wen for Wen Xichen. The original owner had been coerced and deceived by Mr. Wen several times before, so he was quite familiar with it.

Sitting on the office chair, Wen Xichen asked his secretary to take out the contract. Wen Xichen sent a message to his secretary on the road and asked him to draft the contract in advance.

Wen Xichen opened it and took a brief look at it, then pushed it to Hua Fengyue who was sitting opposite.

In response to Hua Fengyue's crisp move, Wen Xichen raised his eyebrows handsomely and asked, "Don't you look at it twice?"

The movement of Hua Fengyue's hand paused, and she raised her eyes, unexpectedly meeting a pair of indifferent black eyes.

Wen Xichen's peach blossom eyes were seductive and evil when she smiled, but now when they were serious, they seemed like a calm lake, and she couldn't help but fall into it.

The tips of Hua Fengyue's ears turned red at the sight, and she was in a state of confusion. She bit her lower lip lightly and was defeated first.

"I trust you……."

After hearing what Hua Fengyue said, Wen Xichen was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and chuckled a few times.

"Okay, let's sign."

w looked at the space and shook his head.

Another woman who was deceived by her appearance.

After Hua Fengyue finished signing, Wen Xichen glanced briefly at her and said a few words before letting her take her away.

The secretary stood opposite Wen Xichen from the beginning, with a respectful attitude.

Wen Xichen threw the contract into the secretary's hands, and the secretary took it steadily.

"This is Hua Fengyue's contract to sell herself. Find someone to take care of her. She must earn more than 4 million for the company before she dies."

Hua Fengyue is also considered a slightly famous star, and if she earns 4 million, it may take a little longer.

Although the man was very surprised as to why Wen Xichen had Hua Fengyue's personal contract, looking at his delicate and cold profile, he still didn't dare to ask, and now there was an important question.

"Young Master Wen, if she can't make money..."

"What if she can't do it?"

Wen Xichen murmured without even raising his eyelids.

"You won't have to come to work anymore."

The secretary's face suddenly turned livid. His face was calm, but a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

Wen Xichen seemed to have changed.

Although he was still unreasonable, he had an intuition that Young Master Wen's true face was now, and he had pretended to be someone in the past in order to confuse everyone.

"Take your eyes away, or I won't be able to help but dig your eyes out."

Wen Xichen touched the meat of his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

His protruding Adam's apple has a rugged arc and converging outlines, making him look like a ghostly and handsome Prince of Hell, or a vicious devil in hell.

The secretary looked at Wen Xichen's expression, which stiffened, but quickly returned to normal.

Since he was seen, the secretary did not explain and apologized to Wen Xichen frankly.