Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

She was stunned for a moment, then watched quietly.

Yuan Junshu wore a blindfold on one eye, and only used the exposed eye to stare at his workers and stopped his workers, angrily said: "Mr. Yuan? The only one in the Yuan Group is my father, Mr. Yuan! Just hand over the business of the Yuanshi Group to me, do I need additional authorization?"

"Eh... big boy, the Yuan I'm talking about is always Miss Yuan Xinrong, and she is now taking over the entire factory. You should know about it."

"Yuan Xinrong?" Yuan Junshu's face turned livid when he heard this name.

The worker said again: "Because the products stored in it are very important, without the authorization of Ms. Xinrong, we really can't let you in, please forgive me."

"...When did you obey Yuan Xinrong so much?"

The worker lowered his head, did not speak, but did not budge.

Anger was brewing on Yuan Junshu's face.

He was raised as an heir since he was a child, he was in charge of the group's affairs, and he was admired and admired by the stars wherever he went. He has never been shut down like today.

And the other party is just a worker guarding the warehouse!

Thinking of this, Yuan Junshu's expression darkened, a little ferocious.

He was about to have a seizure when a crisp voice behind him stopped her.

"Brother Junshu."

Yuan Junshu turned his head subconsciously, and saw Xin Bao'e walking towards him with a faint smile on his lips.

Although he likes women, he doesn't have a good impression of Xin Bao'e.

It's just because she arranged to expose the fake Yuan Luoli last time, and she used them as gunmen, and then the plan failed.

As a result, there was such a commotion, but Yuan Xinrong, who had been unknown until now, rode on his head, and even a worker dared to stop him.

All this must be counted on Xin Baoe's head.

Yuan Junshu's eyes on Xin Bao'e were naturally hostile and defensive.

"This is my Yuan's factory, why are you here?" Just like Yuan Xinrong, he questioned bluntly when he opened his mouth.

Xin Bao'e lowered her eyes to hide the thoughts in her eyes, and said with a little helplessness: "I originally planned to talk to Xin Rong about something, but she is too busy, and the operation of the whole factory cannot be separated from her, so I have to make an appointment another day." her."

Hearing this, Yuan Junshu twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and said a little stiffly: "Yes, Xinrong is indeed a busy person now!"

As he spoke, he did not forget to give the worker next to him a hard look.

Xin Bao'e saw his expression in his eyes, and lightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said casually: "In my impression, Xin Rong has always been the little follower behind you, Brother Junshu, I never thought that one day To be able to manage such a large factory alone. But... I think this is probably Uncle Yuan's helpless move."

"Brother Junshu, your eyes are injured and you need a good rest. Of course, Uncle Yuan must consider your health. Anyway, Xinrong is a girl after all, and the burden of the Yuan family will eventually fall on you."

Listening to her words, Yuan Junshu subconsciously raised his hand to touch the blindfold on his face.

This eye was broken by that damn girl Yuan Xinrong!

The anger and hatred accumulated in my heart rushed up all at once.

But he was not impulsive.

After all, he was wary of Xin Bao'e, and he could hear that she had ulterior motives in what she said.

Yuan Junshu pressed the resentment surging in his chest, and said angrily: "You made a mistake, I am no longer the heir of the Yuan Group."

Hearing this, Xin Bao'e smiled slightly, and stepped forward to tighten the distance with him.

She looked into his eyes, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It can't be that fake Yuan Luoli, can it?"

Yuan Junshu shrank his pupils, stared at him closely, and did not refute for a long time.

Seeing that the other party had wavered, Xin Baoe said, "Let's find a place to talk, maybe we can all get the results we want."