The omnipotent security guard of the female president

"Hey, isn't this Director Han? It's fine to bring a beautiful assistant to the architectural exchange meeting, but why do you bring a poor man?"

As soon as Ma Dong and his party got off the car and walked to the gate of the Soochow private club, they met Huang Fatty and a group of well-dressed big bosses standing outside the door. Obviously, they were humiliated by Ma Dong in a certain sound theme hotel that day, and they couldn't swallow the pain in their hearts. That resentment was specifically for a group of people to come here and wait for Han Yu to come over.

Fatty Huang pointed at Han Yu, and introduced to the big boss beside him with a smile: "Everyone, you may not know that this is Han Yu, Director Han, the beautiful chairman of Hanjiang Tiancheng Group."

"Beautiful, charming, very feminine, right? The most important thing is to be rich, and still single, a beautiful rich woman."

"Haha! But she's single because she's a widow whose husband died, a handsome widow. I heard that she's very charming. After two years of marriage, her husband died.

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"Huang Dong, keep your words of virtue."

Han Yu's face was full of anger, she didn't expect Fatty Huang to humiliate her in this way.

"I'm telling the truth, there's nothing wrong with it, Director Han, do you dare to say that you didn't kill your husband Yin Tiancheng?"

Fatty Huang sneered and said to everyone: "Tiancheng Group has been able to develop into its current scale in the Han River in just a few years, and the chairman is still a pretty widow. Everyone should know that after the death of her husband, Director Han has made a lot for Tiancheng Group." What a great contribution, right?"

The word contribution was bitten heavily by Fatty Huang, which immediately caused the group of big bosses to burst into laughter, and many people looked at Han Yu with ambiguous eyes, and there was a strong possessive Y in their eyes .

It's really beautiful and amazing. That lavender evening dress can't hide Han Yu's perfect figure, and she's also the chairman of a group. Such a woman not only feels beautiful to a man, but also conquers her in her heart. impulse.

A strong woman in the workplace, the object that many men want to conquer!
Ma Dong stared at Fatty Huang with dark eyes, as if looking at a dead person.Slandering and slandering Han Yu in front of him is simply courting death.

"Director Huang, don't slander others. I, Tiancheng Group, have grown from a young age and are aboveboard. I hope you will not slander Tiancheng Group and my innocence."

Han Yu was very angry, and frowned: "Now please apologize to me."

"Yo, Han Dong, did I slander you? Apologize? Do I need an apology to tell the truth?"

Fatty Huang laughed wildly, pointed at Ma Dong, and said to everyone: "Look at that man in rags, his name is Ma Dong."

"Don't look at him as a poor man, he is actually very powerful. Two days ago, at the entrance of a certain sound theme hotel, he yelled at Han Yu, and Han Yu fell into his arms like a docile cat."

"And Ma Dong even kissed Han Yu's fragrance, and Han Dong enjoyed it very much."

"Han Dong, you are also a well-known figure in the Han River, how could you be scolded by a poor man?"

"Could it be that on the surface you appear to be superior, cold and arrogant, with the attitude of a strong woman, but in fact, you have been trained by some big men to become a submissive maid in private all these years?"

"Hmph! Being scolded by a poor man, using force, not daring to resist at all, it's really shocking for a group chairman to become a poor man's maid."

"What? Han Dong still has this habit? She belongs to the kind of woman who will succumb if she uses force? And she became the maid of the poor?"

"Haha, it's still some big shots with great means, and they have trained Director Han out of a psychological shadow. Director Han, why don't you come back to my villa with me, I have a maid outfit suitable for you there."

"Han Dong, you are too shameless. As a woman and the beautiful chairman of a group, even if you want to be a maid again, how can you be a poor man's maid? You want me to be the rich people like us maid."

"You're tarnishing the personality and dignity of our rich people. You don't deserve to come here. Hurry up and take your poor master away. Dirty bitches like you are not welcome here."

The crowd began to ridicule, and even the female companions around them began to look at Han Yu with contempt.

Ma Dong's face was getting colder and colder. He saw Han Yu's delicate body trembling, so he quickly supported her, otherwise Han Yu would definitely fall to the ground.

"It's not like that, Director Han is not what you said."

Zhao Yanyu couldn't help but whispered: "Han Dong and Ma Dong..."

"Snapped"

Fatty Huang slapped Zhao Yanyu on the face, and said with a contemptuous smile: "You little assistant chief is not bad?"

"Could it be that you, like Han Yu, also like to be a maid and serve poor Ma Dong?"

"Hmph! You are too shameful. Two women shamelessly serve a man. You..."

"enough"

Ma Dong burst out: "Fatty Huang, you feel very proud of targeting a woman, don't you?"

"I'll give you two choices now, either apologize to Han Yu, or I'll beat you to your knees and apologize to Han Yu."

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, you choose."

"Hey, you poor man dare to talk to me like that? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Fatty Huang laughed contemptuously and said, "Ma Dong, don't be arrogant. I'm not Han Yu, who can be intimidated by you with just a few words. I'm not a manservant trained by others."

"Your threats are of no use to me!"

"Remember, you are a poor man. This bitch Han Yu is willing to be your maid and be played by you because he is used to being submissive."

"Haha! She's a slut who has been played by many people. You are a catcher, a big catcher."

"A receiver, how can you find the courage to fight against me? You are looking for your own death."

Having said that, Fatty Huang pointed to a female companion and asked, "Would you choose a poor man as your boyfriend?"

The female companion retched with an exaggerated expression: "I don't want it. I heard that the poor are very dirty and don't like to take a bath. They smell very bad."

Fatty Huang smiled, pointed to a female companion and asked, "What about you?"

This female companion was even more exaggerated, screaming in horror: "I would rather die than let the poor get my breath. Poor people have bad breath. If they are kissed by the poor, they will smell bad after brushing their teeth."

"Only a submissive maid like Han Dong can endure that disgusting smell."

The cold light in Ma Dong's eyes was full, and he couldn't help but wanted to do it.

But Han Yu, whose pretty face was pale with anger, held her back: "Forget it, let's go in, it's not suitable to do anything today."

"Xiaoyu, you..." Ma Dong couldn't bear the resentment.

But Han Yu said in a low voice: "Today is the construction industry exchange meeting. The people who come here are either rich or expensive. If you do something, you will be laughed at by outsiders."

"Be patient, wait for this matter to pass."