Quick Transmute: The female supporting role also wants to flirt with the villain today

Chapter 109 (My Bankrupt Daughter Expresses Dissatisfaction 19)

"Mr. An? I've heard of Mr. An's name for a long time, but seeing him now, it's really extraordinary."

A luxury high-end business car.

An Leng was half-dragged by the wrists by two men in black, and was forced to look directly at the grandfather who was speaking.

The old man was very energetic, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, wearing an expensive suit, leaning on a cane, and smiling very gently.

There are two cups of steaming hot tea on the small table in the car, filled with a faint fragrance of tea, and there are some sweet pastries beside it.

An Leng took a deep breath, do these people have enmity with his wrist? ? ?

"Let go of my hand first."

An Leng calmed down and spoke without panic.

A slight strangeness flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was appreciative.

He glanced at the two men in black.

An Leng was released instantly.

An Leng squeezed his wrist, this is another red mark! ! !

Gan!
An Leng moved his wrist twice, raised his head and smiled, "Why are you looking for me?"

The grandfather said slowly: "It is said that Mr. An is bankrupt?"

An Leng: "..."

An Leng: "Is this still supposed to be said? Isn't everyone aware of it?"

Grandpa choked.

He wasn't angry at all, "Mr. An doesn't want to reopen the company? Or revive the family business?"

An Leng's eyes narrowed, a dark light flashed, and he smiled sweetly: "I don't want to. Wouldn't it be good to be a salted fish?"

Grandpa: "..." Don't seek to make progress! !

"Then what did Mr. An like but didn't get?" The grandfather continued to bewitch: "I can help you achieve it."

heard here.

An smiled coldly.

Very soft and sweet.

Seeing that there was hope, the old man pricked up his ears and was about to listen carefully.

In the next second, I saw the little girl in front of me talking nonsense: "I want to be the highest authority in the country!!!"

Grandpa: "..." I struggled for most of my life to get to the edge, you think it's pretty good.

An Leng tilted his head and blinked his eyes: "How is it? Can you do it?"

The old man suddenly laughed awkwardly: "Boss An can make jokes."

Unexpectedly, An Leng's brows were full of arrogance: "Can't do it? Can't do it and still be so crazy?"

The way he speaks is very annoying.

Grandpa already felt that his blood pressure had risen a little.

Apparently the excitement was not enough, An Leng went on to put on a show, talking nonsense: "Or if you really can't do it, give me 200 billion for fun?"

It's as easy as saying it is 200 yuan.

The gentle smile on the old man's face could hardly be maintained anymore, and his face turned dark after all: "Miss An, calling you Mr. An is already giving you face, so don't toast or eat fine wine!! "

As he spoke, he let out a heavy "hum", and the crutch was also poked heavily in the car.

Make a "boom" sound.

An Leng then slowly picked up the small pastry on the table and ate it, "People who have achieved this status still pretend to be gentle and docile, are you tired?"

Grandpa: "..."

He took a sip of another cup of hot tea on the table, and sure enough, the good tea left a fragrance on his lips and teeth, with a sweet taste and a hint of mellow bitterness.

The old man felt more at ease looking at An Leng.

For a while, he seemed more cautious.

At the same time, I was angry and felt that the little girl in front of me was a little too arrogant?
An Leng enjoyed it for a while, let the other party look at it, and then said slowly: "Want that painting?"

Grandpa: "..."! ! !
How does she know?

(End of this chapter)