The passers-by are vicious

In the underground garage, Jiang Wanwan was wearing a light blue dress suit, white high heels, and carrying an exquisite bag in her hand.

The chain strap and bag moved slightly as she walked, and the sound of her high heels walking with big strides echoed in the underground garage, crisp and loud.

The slightly curly hair on the side of her charming face swayed gently with her steps, as smooth as silk, and her face had an unrestrained smile.

When the elevator door opened, Jiang Wanwan happened to look at Li Eun-hye. Jiang Wanwan, who was in a good mood, rarely said a joke, "Come to see Nanzhu, we have a good relationship."

As for how much truth and falsehood there is in it, I don’t know.

Li Enhui's face was still a little pale, as if her body had not fully recovered yet.

Hearing Jiang Wanwan's words, she resisted the urge to reach out and touch his neck, forced a smile, nodded and said, "Well, I'll come see him... Thank you for your concern."

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows in surprise. How come the stubborn little grass when they first met had become so wilted? It seemed that the little grass had finally seen through her identity, being so respectful to her.

At this moment, when she passed by Li Enhui, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the purple pinch marks on her neck, which were covered by an orange scarf but still exposed. This made Jiang Wanwan feel confused and suspicious.

Before the elevator door was about to close, Jiang Wanwan suddenly smiled and waved to Li Enhui, "Bye."

Unfortunately, if you were closer, you would have noticed that there was no smile in her eyes, and the moment Li Eun-hye turned around, she shrugged slightly, with arrogance and disdain on her face.

It turned out that just when Li Enhui turned around to look at her, the neck that was originally covered by the scarf was accidentally exposed again. Jiang Wanwan immediately confirmed that it was indeed a pinch mark.

When the elevator slowly rose to the top floor of the building, as soon as I stepped out of the elevator, Secretary Liu, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly came forward to greet me.

Jiang Wanwan flipped through the plan she handed over and asked casually, "Just now, I saw that Nan Zhu's girlfriend seemed to be here?"

Secretary Liu immediately understood what Jiang Wanwan meant. He pushed his glasses and reported in a low voice, "Miss Li did come here and stayed in Chairman Cui's office for a long time. When she left, she had a silk scarf around her neck."

Hearing this answer, Jiang Wanwan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a hint of understanding.

She nodded with satisfaction, handed the document she had finished reading back to Secretary Liu, and snapped her fingers at her, "Now you know what to do." After that, Jiang Wanwan turned and walked towards Cui Xiong's office.

In the president's office, Jiang Wanwan heard Cui Xiong talk about the recent projects he was running, and he mentioned implicitly that he hoped to get support from JW Group.

In this regard, Jiang Wanwan picked up the coffee brought by Han Zhixian and read it carefully. JW Group 7, Shenhua Group 3, if it is really successful, the benefits will be pretty good.

As if he saw Jiang Wanwan's intention, Cui Xiong immediately sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Wanwan and began to explain.

“If JW Group joins this project, the progress and expected benefits will be greatly increased.”

Jiang Wanwan listened calmly, but her eyes swept over Han Zhixian who was standing silently behind Cui Xiong. When he looked at her, she blinked her left eye, smart and charming.

Han Zhixian immediately lowered her eyes and clenched her clasped hands slightly on her lower abdomen.

Cui Xiong naturally noticed Jiang Wanwan's actions, picked up the coffee cup and said with a smile, "How is it?"

Jiang Wanwan thought this project was feasible. Although the profit was not as good as that from Dengta, it was still a small profit. So she naturally agreed. "I will contact the head of JW's department. But why are you so polite to me, brother? Just split it 60% and 40% directly. After all, I am also a shareholder of Shenhua."

Hearing that more dividends would be given, Cui Xiong was naturally happy. He put on a smile on his stern face in front of his son and wife, "Okay, then I won't be polite to you."

Afterwards, Cui Xiong stood up, picked up the clothes hanging on the rack and put them on. He turned around and prepared to leave, and at the same time instructed Han Zhixian who was following behind him: "Things are almost done, I'll ask the driver to take me back. You stay and accompany Wanwan, otherwise she will be too bored staying here alone."

Although Cui Xiong did not make his words very clear, Han Zhixian understood what he meant.

I should have known about the relationship between Han Zhixian and Jiang Wanwan a long time ago... No matter what Han Zhixian thought in his heart, he bowed and responded respectfully, "Yes, President."

Cui Xiong looked at him with satisfaction, then walked out of the room.

After Cui Xiong left the office with a smile, Jiang Wanwan, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned back and looked at Leng Jun's man and teased: "Even though you are already the secretary of the president, you are still a dog that can be thrown out to please at any time..."

Faced with Jiang Wanwan's obviously insulting words, Han Zhixian's expression did not change. He stood there calmly, as if he had not heard them.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Wanwan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, waved her hand, and motioned Han Zhixian to come over.

Han Zhixian immediately came over and bent down, and said in a strange tone with self-restraint, "Miss, what do you want to do?"

Although he seemed indifferent, he was actually struggling inside. He had fallen into Jiang Wanwan's web. He clearly wanted to struggle, but every time he saw her, his heart would always be in turmoil.

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows, a smile on her charming face, her voice was soft and gentle as if whispering in the ear, but the words she said were insulting.

"Kneel down."

Han Zhixian's waist trembled violently, but he did not do it immediately. He clenched his hands on his legs into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. He felt no humiliation or anger in his heart, but a kind of restlessness. He seemed to be broken.

Jiang Wanwan smiled even more when she saw his reaction, with a smug light flashing in her eyes. She continued in that contemptuous tone, "Why, you can't even do such a small thing? I think you're just like that."

Han Zhixian's breathing became rapid. He tried hard to control his emotions and slowly knelt on the ground, his knees touching the cold ground.

Even when he was kneeling in front of Jiang Wanwan's legs who was sitting on the sofa, his waist was still straight, the curled eyelashes on his handsome face were trembling, and when he raised his head, his always calm eyes looked at Jiang Wanwan with a dark color.

Every time she saw his handsome and cold face, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but want to humiliate him on purpose, hoping to make him unable to keep his calm appearance.

Qianbai's fingers stroked across the impeccable sword-like eyebrows with perfect contours. Han Zhixian's cold and self-restrained look always made Jiang Wanwan want to break it.

Her blue eyes also became deep, and she pinched the man's chin with her fingers, forcing him to raise his head and look up at her.

Even though he was being forced, his handsome face did not look embarrassed at all. His trembling eyes only made people want to rub him more and more.

"Why do you look so calm no matter how you are treated? Do you really not care or are you just being indifferent and not taking me seriously?"

Han Zhixian's cold face was slightly stunned. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Jiang Wanwan had already leaned over and closed her eyes and covered his thin lips.