Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Si Mu and the other person were still studying the pictures in their hands, weighing the relatively high price.

While waiting for Martin to come back, they didn't pay attention to the movement here, so even when Martin deliberately reminded the men in black suits, they didn't hear it.

Si Mu and Chen Ge were still looking at the black suit. The suit looked good and gave off a strong hormonal vibe, but the copyright was too expensive.

He has not yet touched the family business. For a high school student who has just graduated, 10 million is not a small sum.

Chen Ge also pointed out the pictures and patterns.

"Brother Si, you have a good taste. When you put on this suit, you will definitely be the focus of the whole banquet. All the school beauties will have to revolve around you."

This sentence made Si Mu make the final decision. He was planning to pursue a girl, the little princess of the Feng family, so it was reasonable for him to invest some money.

Looking at the price tag of 10 million, Si Mu finally hardened his heart.

"Okay, I'll take this one."

Seeing that Simu didn't react, Martin raised his eyebrows and unlocked the set password. Dao Ye swiped the card for ten million.

Suddenly, the suit dimmed on Simu's page, and the screen showed that the copyright of this design had been sold.

After a second of hesitation, Si Mu raised his eyes dangerously and looked at Dao Ye fiercely. There were no other customers here, and it was this guy who called Martin over.

As long as Simu used his brain, he knew what was going on. Daoye heard Martin's introduction and found out that the thing he liked was snatched away.

I just said I liked this set, and the next second, that guy called Martin away. I was played by someone and became a fool. Damn, do you want to die? How dare you play tricks on me.

Daoye looked at Si Mu cunningly and complacently, and looked into his eyes without any fear.

"What are you looking at? Do you recognize me?"

Simu became even angrier and stood up and walked slowly towards Daoye.

"Boy, you want to play dirty tricks on me, huh?"

Daoye: "Young Master, are you talking to your father? What do you mean?"

Si Mu: "What do I mean? I was the first one to see this design. Are you trying to get yourself killed by interfering?"

Si Mu finished a long string of words before he reacted. When Dao Ye said that he was his father, his eyes suddenly widened and spit fire.

Daoye's face was full of sarcasm and his attitude was arrogant. He made no attempt to hide his feelings and did not make any excuses.

"You fell in love with her first? If you fell in love with your stepmother first, you still have to accompany your father every day."

Ai Xiaoqi's mouth twitched. The brat has learned bad things and is talking nonsense.

Si Mu rushed forward and said, "You dare to scold me, young master? You are looking for death."

Martin was a foreign man in his sixties. He shouted, "Don't do this..." and pressed the safety button with his finger.

At this moment, Si Mu swung his fist fiercely, but was gently pushed away by a slender hand, causing him to scream.

Ai Xiaoqi stood in front of Daoye. Ai Xiaoqi was not afraid of attack. Lu Hao had said that with him around, the two of them could do whatever they wanted in the Beijing circle.

"what……"

Si Mu didn't know what happened, maybe he punched too hard and sprained his arm and dislocated it.

Chen Ge strode forward and supported Si Mu, who was trembling and groaning.

Loud dog licking.

"You hit someone? Do you know who he is? The young master of the Si family, you dare to touch him. You are tired of living. Brother Si... are you okay?"

Simu broke out in a cold sweat: "Fuck... which eye of yours really makes me feel okay?"

Daoye slid his wheelchair and watched the show next to Ai Xiaoqi: "Haha, stupid dog, and licking dog, it's really interesting."

He is not afraid of the Si family. He is not afraid of anyone. If you make him angry, he will give you two peanuts.

Simu gritted his teeth and threatened Daoye: "Give the copyright back to you and let you live, otherwise...hiss"

Ai Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows. These two idiots didn't recognize her. Oh, and by the way, they overturned their car and fainted on the day she beat them up.

Daoye frowned: "Dare to scold your father?"

He pressed the button of the wheelchair and moved forward. Ai Xiaoqi did not stop him. People in this line of work were not afraid of seeking death.

Although Dao Ye was injured, he could still strangle this trash's neck with one hand.

"Master Si, who are you arguing with?"

A cold and strong female voice walked into the waiting area.

Qiao Annie walked straight to Ai Xiaoqi, crossed her arms and looked at Si Mu.

A light matcha-colored long silk suit, wide-leg pants, a white V-neck top, and smooth long hair tied up in a low bun, looking capable and classy.

Ai Xiaoqi had seen this woman before, the woman behind Feng Yao in the elevator. But at that time she did not have such a strong aura, but had the same gentle expression as Feng Yao.

Ai Xiaoqi didn't know why Qiao Annie came and didn't greet her.

And I really don’t know him.

The meeting of world brand general agents was still going on. Joanne's work came to a temporary halt. Just as she was about to take a break, she received a private message from Mr. Feng beside her.

"Go take care of the lady you met in the elevator."

Feng Yao recognized Dao Ye and felt somewhat uneasy. He had a bad feeling. Dao Ye was Lu Hao's man, and no one in the entire capital city knew Lu Hao's ruthlessness better than him.

How could Ai Xiaoqi be with him? What is her relationship with Daoye? Has she had any contact with Lu Hao?

If it’s Daoye’s man, there’s still room for saving him. But if it’s Lu Hao’s man… there’s no way to get him out, so we can only buy him.

Feng Yao rubbed his brows and was distracted during the meeting.

Joanne nodded calmly to Feng Yao and left the large conference hall.

Ms. Feng was in a bad mood this morning. She predicted that there would be a storm, and even she and Liao Mang would have to watch her mood.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps to the meeting room, Mr. Feng's turbulent undercurrent turned calm.

During the meeting, Mr. Feng was very patient and tolerant, listened to the report patiently, and corrected the mistakes concisely and accurately without swearing.

Joanne really admires Feng Yao. Some of the stupid plans would make her blood pressure spike, but Feng Yao just took a sip of tea and pointed out the key points of support.

She felt that Mr. Feng wanted to use this sip of tea to calm down his anger.

Then... a peaceful pass.

What was even more incomprehensible to him was that just when he was about to take a breath after such an important meeting, he sent her, his personal secretary with an annual salary of over 100 million yuan, to walk out of the meeting room and personally take care of a child.

Joanne was confused, but she didn't disobey at all.

In front of Feng Yao, she had no choice but to obey.

She had been accompanying Feng Yao since he was seventeen years old.

Feng Yao is now twenty-two years old.

Over the past five years, Joanne has been impressed by his talent, ability, unfathomable strength, and iron-fisted tactics.

Mr. Feng is always right, this little girl must be worthy of her personal care.

When Martin saw Joanne coming to his design area in person, he came over immediately and spread his hands, not knowing how to explain.

Looking at Si Mu who was gritting his teeth and bearing the pain, with his hands on his shoulders, Joanne frowned.

Staring at him coldly.

Si Mu was feeling both pain and anger, and then a woman who didn't know how to die appeared and looked at him coldly.

He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Ask your manager to come over."

Joanne paused for ten seconds and released a powerful aura: "I am Joanne."