my charming lady boss

"That's good, don't worry, there are more!"

Su Qiutong smiled.

"Anything else? Ms. Su, that's all I have for my family. If you ask me to give it to me, I won't be able to get it out!"

Li Youmai cried bitterly.

"I don't want your money this time, I want you to sign a non-disclosure agreement with me! You resign from the Su Group, and you are not allowed to engage in related work during your lifetime. You can't leak any of the Su family's corporate secrets, or you will bear corresponding responsibilities!"

Su Qiutong said seriously.

"Ah? Miss, I've already lost money. Why do you have to push me so hard? I can resign from the Su Group, but you don't let me engage in related work. Isn't this forcing me to a dead end? I How will you live in the future?"

Li Youmai looked sad and indignant.

"Li Youmai, don't think about the Su family too simply. We know how much money you have, and how much you have gained from the Su family over the years. You lost some money, but you didn't touch your roots at all. Bones, let the rest of the money let you retire early, even if you go abroad, you can live a good life, don't be dissatisfied! Don't think you don't know what you're planning!"

Su Qiutong said coldly.

"I... I understand! Everything... Everything is according to what the eldest lady wants!"

After saying these few words, Li Youmai seemed to be ten years older.

It seems that only at this time did he understand what it means to have a knife on the head of the color word, and you will run into ghosts after a long walk at night.

This time he kicked the iron board.

"Okay! Get out! Let me handle everything tomorrow!"

Su Qiutong ordered.

Hearing these words, Li Youmai stood up tremblingly, and walked out in a daze.

Su Qiutong took another look at the situation in the room and then turned around to leave.

"Miss Su, please wait a moment."

Xiaoyan hurriedly called Su Qiutong to stop.

"how?"

Su Qiutong turned around and looked at Xiaoyan with raised eyebrows.

"Thank you Miss Su for your help, but Yan Jiadong is in this state now, why don't you take him back?"

When she was with Yan Jiadong in the hospital, Xiaoyan knew that this man was afraid of her boss.

Just now I heard Yan Jiadong called Su Qiutong's boss, so I naturally knew that Su Qiutong was the boss Yan Jiadong was talking about.

For Yan Jiadong's consideration, he asked this question.

"Isn't he your boyfriend? What do I care about him?"

Su Qiutong walked out the door after finishing speaking.

Xiaoyan frowned, vaguely hearing displeasure from Su Qiutong's words, of course she also understood that Su Qiutong had seen through her lies, but now Yan Jiadong is too drunk, and a weak woman can't do anything about it.

Do you want someone to send him to your own residence?Is this appropriate?

While hesitating, a bodyguard turned back and said, "Missy said, if you don't know what to do, then find Yan Jiadong's phone number, call a woman named Huang Menglian, and ask her to help!"

Su Qiutong, who was walking outside, was very angry when he saw Yan Jiadong drinking like this regardless of his body, but after walking a few steps, he thought that this man was unconscious from drinking, and it might not be appropriate to hand it over to the little nurse.

If this little nurse has some scheming, wouldn't it be cheaper for her?

Such a good opportunity, if it is cheap, it should be cheap, Miss Lian, so a bodyguard went back to pass the message.

Xiaoyan was overjoyed when she got the news, it would be best if someone came to help, otherwise she wouldn't know what to do, and then fumbled for his phone with Yan Jiadong's expression on her face.

Fortunately, Yan Jiadong's cell phone was not locked, but Xiaoyan couldn't find a contact information called Huang Menglian after searching around, not even a person surnamed Huang.

I wondered if Su Qiutong had made a mistake, when a phone call came in.

Seeing that the name was a tigress, he was a little stunned for a while, and seemed to have a kind of understanding, and then he quickly answered the phone: "Hi, hello..."

"who are you?"

The woman's voice on the phone was cold.

"Hello, I'm Yan Jiadong's friend. He's drunk now. Are you Huang Menglian?"

According to this woman's intuition, Xiaoyan asked.

"Yes, I am, how is he now?"

Huang Menglian was concerned.

"Drunk a lot, can you pick him up if it's convenient for you? I can't do it alone! The address is Yipinxuan..."

Xiaoyan requested.

"I'll let him die!"

Huang Menglian hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Xiaoyan could only smile wryly when she heard the voice of hanging up. Could it be that she was the only one who brought Yan Jiadong home tonight? No wonder this man kept a tigress name on the phone. This woman named Huang Menglian really has a temper big.

Cursing is scolding, Huang Menglian is still very worried about Yan Jiadong.

Later, Su Qiutong sent a message to Huang Menglian to explain Yan Jiadong's whereabouts at night.

After knowing the specific situation, I felt a lot more relieved, but I was still a little depressed at being deliberately angry with Yan Jiadong.

Originally, she also wanted to call to ask about Yan Jiadong's situation at a later date, to block the alcohol, what if she got too drunk, but she did not expect to receive a text message from Su Qiutong reminding her to call and ask.

So Huang Menglian called, but she didn't expect to hear a woman's voice, which made her lose control of her temper.

Without much hesitation, after Huang Menglian hung up the phone, she went downstairs and drove towards the address Xiaoyan said.

With great difficulty, Xiaoyan helped Yan Jiadong to the side of the road with the help of a waiter. As for the people in the room, she couldn't control them anymore. Just as she was about to wave her hand, Audi stopped in front of her.

A beautiful woman got out of the car. Xiaoyan happened to have seen this woman before. She visited Yan Jiadong in the hospital with Su Qiutong. After thinking about contacting her, she was sure that this woman was Huang Menglian.

"Huang Menglian?"

Xiaoyan also asked a question in the way.

"Yes, how much did he drink?"