My Lady Queen

It took Yi Wuliu a long time to react before he realized that the "five people and six" in the wishing mouth were referring to himself. He pushed the security guard next to him hard: "Hit me, I'll be the one who kills me!"

A look of disgust flashed across the security guard's face, but he still walked over slowly.

Wishing's face was slightly condensed, it seems that a big battle is inevitable, it would be easy to say in normal times, although there are many people on the other side, he will not suffer too much, but the problem is that he still has to protect the bleeding behind him Rice grains are somewhat difficult.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a familiar female voice came from the crowd: "Mr. Xu, why are you here? Why haven't you answered my phone these days?"

Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw Yiyi, who had never changed in black professional attire, and a tall beauty walking out.

To be honest, Wishing didn't really want to see this woman, not that he hated her, but that he was with this kind of rich girl. His subconscious reminded them of the difference in status and status all the time. Wishing is tantamount to torture.

But seeing that Yiyi didn't care about the tense atmosphere in the middle of the field, and walked over on his own, all the security guards stopped in their tracks.

"Xiaoyi, you don't mean to save him!"

Before making a wish, Yi Wuliu shouted from the side.

When he was in the hospital last time, Yiyi didn't witness the wish making a big show with his own eyes. It was only afterwards that he realized what kind of pressure this unreliable boy had endured in order to buy himself time. He even had a close relationship with Yi Qingshan The bodyguards fought, and what was even more strange was that they won.

This can't help but aggravate her curiosity about making wishes.

"Hmph, you should be the one who was rescued." Yiyi didn't have the slightest affection for his cousin.

She looked around at the few security guards who were neither advancing nor retreating, and frowned slightly: "What are you still doing here?"

As if they were released, they dispersed separately regardless of Yi Wuliu's obstruction.

Yi Wuliu was so angry that his face was covered with nosebleeds, he pointed at Yiyi and cursed, "Xiao Yi, you haven't married yet, so you're in a hurry to turn your elbows?"

Yiyi obviously wasn't surprised that Yi Wuliu could say anything, and said calmly, "All the people who come here are our guests, so you're not afraid that this matter will go to Grandpa?"

As soon as Yiyi mentioned Mr. Yi, Yi Wuliu felt like a deflated ball, but he was still making the final struggle, pointing to the grain of rice blocked by the wish: "This kind of person is clumsy, he must to fire."

The wishing spirit didn't hit a single point: "It's up to you whether to fire or not?"

Yi Wuliu raised his neck, looked like a villain, and said triumphantly: "Of course, isn't she an employee of "Fashion" magazine? That is a small subsidiary of our Yishi Group. As the group, I The deputy general manager, of course, has the right to fire her."

Wishing for a while, poverty really limited his imagination. Yishi Group, as the leading super large group company in S City, has a lot of influence in the whole country and even the world, and has long penetrated into every aspect of life.

Mi Li is a foreigner who has only graduated for one year. This job is very rare for her. Once she is fired, she will not be able to find another job of the same level. She may not even be able to make up for next month's rent. .

Mi Li gently tugged on the corner of the wishing clothes from behind: "Otherwise forget it, I'm fine."

At this moment, Yiyi looked at the rice grains, then at the wishing, the anger flashed in his eyes, and he changed into that iceberg beauty in an instant, and said, "What's the relationship between you two? "

"Neighbor!"

"friend!"

Wishing and Mi Li said at the same time, then looked at each other, and quickly changed their words:
"friend!"

"Neighbor!"

Yiyi rubbed his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, I understand."

Yi Wuliu knows that Yiyi is very popular with Mr. Yi now, and many things in the group are entrusted to her, which seems to have the meaning of cultivating the next generation of successors.

He was deeply afraid that Yiyi would intervene in this matter, and that he would not be the opponent to make a wish, no matter whether he was a martial artist or a writer, so he hurriedly said: "Xiao Yi, this matter has nothing to do with you, the publishing and printing of the group has always belonged to me. Responsible, "Fashion" is no exception, I want to fire a small employee, you have nothing to do with it."

Yiyi looked at the wishing, but didn't look at the rice grain hiding behind him, sighed softly in his heart, and said coldly: "It's good that you are in charge of publishing and printing, but I'm the director of the media propaganda department, and I have to take care of it too." Vogue is in charge."

Ever since old Ivan woke up, there has been a new round of competition around the family power, and after this incident, old Ivan has gone through the gates of hell, he is not very concerned about the affairs of the group, and has fainted. Prepare to take a back seat.

Therefore, the competition between the Yi brothers has become fierce in all aspects.

Although Yi Qingshan did a lot of tricks during Mr. Yi's serious illness, after all, he has always been in control of the group's specific affairs, and he still has a certain influence among the top management. Mr. Yi is also responsible for other shareholders, and There is no major change in personnel, but the next adjustments are inevitable.

Just when the quarrel between the siblings was about to escalate, the tall beauty who had been standing silently by Yiyi's side suddenly exclaimed: "My God, it's so beautiful, which master did this come from?" handwriting?"

Her voice was loud, and everyone's attention was instantly attracted to her.

Make a wish and look at this tall beauty.

Yiyi was already considered tall among girls, but this tall beauty was half a head taller than her. She wore a pair of red high-heeled shoes with a heel height of at least 15 centimeters, which was basically at eye level with Wishing.

She looks a bit like a mixed race, with yellowish hair, big and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and deep eye sockets. She is wearing a fiery red evening dress, basically revealing what should be exposed, and what should not be exposed Most of the place is exposed.

She put down the goblet in her hand, hugged Mi Li's shoulders, stared at Mi Li's fair and delicate chest with her big eyes full of surprise, and shouted in a strange tone: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful." It’s beautiful, I’ve never seen such a design before.”

Mi Li was stared at by her, and she unconsciously leaned against the wishing person.

Wishing was afraid that this foreign woman might have some abnormal orientation, so he quickly separated her from the rice grains, and followed her gaze: "It's good, it's just a little smaller, otherwise it would be more beautiful."

The tall slender beauty seemed to be fascinated by something, and stretched out her hands to grab the rice grains: "No, no, this size is just right, and it won't fit any bigger."

"Nonsense, of course the bigger the better."

"Vulgar, shape is the key, volume is not important."