Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Search [Kan Assistant] official address: Millions of popular books for free reading without advertisements for life! "I don't think work has anything to do with my identity, and I'm looking for Mr. Yan." Jiang Xinghuan, who has long been accustomed to such words, was neither humble nor overbearing under Guan You's unfriendly tone. She looked at Yan Chuan with a bit of a look in her eyes. The spark that was aroused, "It's been 2000 years, Mr. Yan still believes in the idea that men are superior to women, right?"

She has the character of getting more and more courageous as she gets frustrated. When others look down on her, she wants to prove it to others.

Because of her words, Guan You, who came to persuade her to go back, stopped what she was doing, looked up at her, and looked back at her in less than two seconds, and praised with unknown praise: "Excellent."

He didn't care about it, he didn't care about being killed by Yan Chuan later.

He Yanchuan, a good buddy who wears a pair of trousers, was beaten up like this, and the people in the box became more silent.

Regardless of the status of the Guan family, this Guan You is the second-generation ancestor who is well-known in E City as the devil king of the world.

People used to raise poisonous snakes, bombed villas, and even the president's son dared to press and rub against the ground, whoever provoked him will be unlucky!

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but Fu Beiyang's woman is really courageous, and she provoked the two guys all over the place as soon as she came in.

"Please sit down."

Compared to the trembling of others, Yan Chuan, the person involved, seemed too calm.

Not only did he tolerate all of Jiang Xinghuan's faux pas, he also invited her to take a seat in a gentlemanly manner.

Of course, Jiang Xinghuan wouldn't let her guard down just because of his words, she knew that Yan Chuan must have someone behind her waiting for her, at least she wouldn't change her mind so easily.

But she won't leave empty-handed.

"Mr. Yan, we finalized the Xincheng contract last week, and all plans are being carried out simultaneously with this plan. You suddenly broke the contract and refused to negotiate. This is very immoral." Jiang Xinghuan sat opposite Yan Chuan, with a calm and serious tone Trying to reason with Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan ignored it, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling.

He pushed a goblet in front of the chattering woman, chose the cheapest bottle of red wine on the table, and poured it gracefully.

amber yè

The body slowly flows into the transparent cup, [-]% full, [-]% full, until yè

The body overflowed the cup, and someone stopped regretfully.

Jiang Xinghuan paused, frowned and asked, "Mr. Yan, what do you mean?"

Yan Chuan didn't answer.

"Boss Yan, does it mean that if I drink it, you can change your mind?" Jiang Xinghuan knew it was not that simple, but she still tried to struggle. .seven

Yan Chuan still didn't respond, he pinched the phone with his slender fingers and played with it, the corner of his mouth was always smiling, his half-down eyebrows suppressed the coldness and yin in his eyes

Depressed.

His attitude is already obvious.

Asking for help, Jiang Xinghuan knew that he had no reason to refuse, took a deep breath, grabbed the cup and drank it vigorously.

After three sips, Jiang Xinghuan's white shirt was stained a deep red, and the wine glass had already bottomed out.

"Huh." She took a deep breath, and the small flames in her eyes became more and more intense, "Boss Yan, is this okay?"

Such a forthright personality is amazing, just when everyone thought that Mr. Yan, a gentleman, would definitely let this poor little girl go, only Wen Li and Guan You knew that he would never let this little girl go.

Don't talk about the morality of men and women with him, this man is ruthless, and he won't stop until you become insane and doubt life.

Sure enough, Yan Chuan opened another bottle of red wine, changed to a different glass, and poured the wine into it as if he didn't need money.

After filling it up, he pushed the glass of red wine, which was twice as big as before, to Jiang Xinghuan, and continued the cāo just now.

Work, lower your head to play with your phone.

Jiang Xinghuan's pupils trembled, and he gritted his teeth to suffocate them.

"Boss Yan, is it alright?" Jiang Xinghuan asked stubbornly after finishing his drink.

It was Yan Chuan who answered her with another glass of wine.

Jiang Xinghuan didn't say anything and continued to pour.

From entering the private room to now, this man has never put down his phone, and he doesn't know what's so interesting about this broken phone. He can even ignore a rare beauty like Jiang Xinghuan.

But if you said ignore it, he didn't, and every time he poured the wine, he was extremely timely.

One person pours wine and the other pours it vigorously, and the two maintain a strange tacit understanding.

By the fourth round, Jiang Xinghuan was not sober anymore. She broke the wine glass, her eyes were red, and she asked angrily, "Mr. Yan, are you satisfied?"

The man finally heard her voice, glanced at her lightly, and said displeasedly: "I let you drink?"