Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The annual meeting of Fujino Biopharma has ended.

In the huge banquet hall of the Truman Hotel, only Su Jian and his trusted subordinates were left.

Zhou Mengyao was forcibly brought to Su Jian, whose face was red and smelled of alcohol. He looked at Zhou Mengyao with a malicious smile.

"Ms. Zhou, come and sit here." Su Jian pointed to the seat next to him.

Zhou Mengyao stared at Su Jian and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I will never drink with someone like you!"

Su Jian laughed out loud, "Don't be so disrespectful, Miss Zhou. As long as you drink this glass of wine with me, how about I pay an extra 20 yuan for your performance today?"

Zhou Mengyao replied decisively: "Not very good!"

Su Jian said with an unpleasant expression: "I paid 20 yuan to treat Miss Zhou to a glass of wine, but you are not willing to do so. Are you not giving me face, or do you think the money is too little?"

Zhou Mengyao replied with disdain: "I am a contracted artist of Maitian Music. The performance contract I signed with your company is just for me to sing three songs at your company's annual meeting."

"I am a professional female singer, not a hostess. Let alone you only offer 20 yuan, even if you offer 2000 million yuan, I, Zhou Mengyao, will not bow down and accompany you for drinks."

Zhou Mengyao raised her beautiful little face, with the arrogance of a daughter of a famous family.

Unexpectedly, Su Jian laughed drunkenly after hearing this: "I like Miss Zhou's personality, but you didn't give me, Young Master Su, face in Kyoto. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave the Truman Hotel today."

Zhou Mengyao sneered: "Face is not given by others, but you lose it by yourself."

Su Jian's face turned extremely ugly after hearing this.

Ding Ye, the vice president of Fujino Biopharmaceuticals, sneered, "Ms. Zhou, our President Su has given you a lot of respect, so don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit!"

Zhou Mengyao picked up the wine glass on the table and poured the wine directly on Ding Ye's face. She raised her eyebrows and said, "You little bastard, you have no right to speak here."

"Wow..." Everyone was shocked after seeing this. They didn't expect Zhou Mengyao to have such a bad temper.

"Fuck!"

"You actually threw wine at me?"

Ding Ye wiped the wine stains off his face, raised his right hand and pointed at Zhou Mengyao angrily, saying fiercely: "We in Kyoto hate you guys from Fenghai the most. You look down on this and that. You are now in the imperial city, not in your own little piece of land in Fenghai."

Zhou Mengyao retorted: "What happened under the Imperial City? Is there a brick or a tile in the Imperial City yours?"

Ding Ye pointed at a glass of drugged wine on the dining table in anger and threatened, "Zhou Mengyao, I'm telling you, if you don't drink this glass of wine with our CEO Su today, I will scratch your pretty face and make you never be proud again after being disfigured."

Zhou Mengyao, who was outnumbered, was obviously forced into a desperate situation.

It would be a lie to say that Zhou Mengyao was not afraid at all when she was threatened in a foreign land, but she knew that she must not show any cowardice or timidity, as that would only put her in a passive position and even cause her to lose her personality and be manipulated by others.

So, Zhou Mengyao didn't know where she got the courage from, she just picked up the bottle of foreign wine on the table and smashed it on Ding Ye's head with a "bang", shocking everyone at the annual meeting.

"Fuck!"

Ding Ye, who was caught off guard and hit by a wine bottle, covered his bleeding head and his head was buzzing with pain.

"Uh..." Su Jian suddenly sobered up a little. He didn't expect Zhou Mengyao to have such a hot temper.

"Oh shit!"

"You stinky bitch, I'm going to beat you to death today!"

Ding Ye, whose head was broken, endured the dizziness and wanted to attack Zhou Mengyao in anger.

"Who among you dares to touch me?!" Zhou Mengyao waved the broken wine bottle, pointing at Su Jian and Ding Ye, with determination in her eyes.

Ding Ye didn't hit Zhou Mengyao, but she scratched his palm with a broken wine bottle. He grimaced in pain and said, "Boss Su, what if Zhou's woman doesn't behave?"

Su Jian slammed the table angrily and said, "Why the hell are you just standing there doing this? Do you need me to teach you what to do?"

More than a dozen thugs from Fujino Biopharmaceuticals rushed forward and controlled Zhou Mengyao. The weak Zhou Mengyao was no match for this group of people.

Su Jian snatched the broken bottle from Zhou Mengyao's hand and said with a drunken smirk, "Miss Zhou, are you going to give me this face and drink this glass of wine, or do you want me to avenge my men and scratch your pretty face?"

Facing the threat from the evil young man from Kyoto, Zhou Mengyao thought to herself, "Lin Lang, aren't you good at predicting things? Why don't you come and save me?"

Seeing that Lin Lang did not appear, Zhou Mengyao could only bite the bullet and reply: "Su, don't go too far. My boyfriend will be here soon. If you don't want to be beaten to a cripple by my boyfriend, you'd better let me go right now."

After hearing this, Su Jian laughed wildly and said, "Hey, you're using your boyfriend to scare me?"

"Then let me hear what Miss Zhou's boyfriend's name is and who he is. How could he be so awesome to beat me into a cripple?"

Zhou Mengyao, with her hands controlled by two thugs, was about to answer that her boyfriend was called Lin Lang, but unexpectedly saw Chu Yiren in the annual meeting hall of the Truman Hotel.

Zhou Mengyao was too embarrassed to ask her love rival Chu Yiren for help, but her eyes betrayed her.

Han Lu, the manager of the Truman Hotel in Chaoyang District, accompanied by a dozen security guards from the Truman Hotel, surrounded Chu Yiren, who was wearing sunglasses, and approached Su Jian and Zhou Mengyao with a strong aura.

Hotel manager Han Lu smiled and apologized: "Boss Su, what misunderstanding happened? Why are you so angry?"

Su Jian didn't recognize Chu Yiren who was wearing sunglasses. He looked at the hotel manager Han Lu arrogantly and said fiercely: "Stop meddling in other people's business and go wherever you want!"

Han Lu laughed awkwardly and said, "Boss Su, your company rented our Truman Hotel to hold the annual meeting. It was supposed to be a happy thing, how come it turned out so unpleasant?"

Su Jian responded with a nasty tone, "Zhou Mengyao injured our company's vice president with a wine bottle. I want to settle the score with her. Is that okay?"

Zhou Mengyao couldn't help but say angrily: "This guy surnamed Su is a hooligan. After I finished singing according to the performance contract, he forced me to drink with him. When I refused to drink, they wanted to use violence, so I used the bottle to defend myself."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren smiled lightly, which seemed to be a bit like she was making fun of her love rival Zhou Mengyao. It felt like she was just having fun.

Hotel manager Han Lu smiled and said, "Boss Su, if this is really what Miss Zhou said, then you are forcing her to do what she wants."

Su Jian held the broken wine bottle in his hand, pointed at the hotel manager Han Lu and said angrily, "Who the hell are you saying is forcing someone to do something? I'm taking care of your Truman Hotel business, and you're not talking to me, are you?"

Chu Yiren couldn't stand it any longer, and suddenly used her grappling skills, almost breaking Su Jian's wrist. The broken bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack" sound due to the pain.

"Ah...it hurts!"

"It hurts, it hurts..." Su Jian grimaced in pain.

Just as Su Jian's thugs were about to step forward to help rescue their boss Su Jian, they were pointed at by more than a dozen Truman Hotel security guards with rubber sticks and shouted, "Don't move!"

The thugs of Fujino Bio-Pharmaceutical Company did not dare to act rashly without the order of their boss Su Jian.

Li Hetong pointed at Chu Yiren angrily and said, "Who the hell are you? How dare you attack our President Su!"

Chu Yiren used a grappling hand to lock Su Jian's wrist joint, and said coldly with an expressionless face: "I am not as easy to bully as Miss Zhou. I am someone you little bastards can't afford to offend."

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao was embarrassed.

Zhou Mengyao felt a little embarrassed when Chu Yiren taunted her right in the face. She felt like she was being outshined by her love rival Chu Yiren.

Su Jian screamed, "It hurts so much, let go of my hand!"

"If you don't let go, not only will I scratch Zhou Mengyao's face today, but you will be in trouble too."

Facing Su Jian's intimidation and threats, Chu Yiren sneered: "The last person who dared to speak to me like this, the grass on his grave is already more than two meters high."

"Click..."

The overbearing female tycoon Chu Yiren exerted force and angrily broke Su Jian's right wrist, causing Su Jian to scream like a pig being slaughtered in pain.

"what……"

"You actually broke my fucking wrist!"

"It hurts so much..."

Su Jian was sobered up instantly by the pain. His face turned pale and his whole body was shaking with pain. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He screamed and cursed, and his facial expression was hideous with pain.

"Wow..." Everyone present was shocked.

Su Jian's assistant Li Hetong gasped and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, thinking, "Why are all the women that President Su provoked today more difficult to deal with than the others?!"

Ding Ye, vice president of Fujino Biopharma, covered his head which was still bleeding, and was so shocked by the scene that his pupils trembled.

"Fuck!"

Ding Ye thought he was miserable enough, but he didn't expect that President Su Jian was even worse off. His right wrist was broken by Chu Yiren over a disagreement. This shows how serious the consequences would be if one offended Chu Yiren, the female tycoon of hundreds of billions of dollars in Shanghai businessmen.

"Uh……"

The dozen or so thugs in black suits under Su Jian became decorations at this moment. They were all shocked by Chu Yiren's cruelty and their scalps went numb.

"Oh my God!"

Zhou Mengyao never expected that her love rival Chu Yiren would be so cruel. She only knew that Chu Yiren was a cold-blooded and ruthless female businessman from Shanghai, who was really a ruthless person who didn't talk much!

Hotel manager Han Lu felt horrified when she heard Su Jian's screams, and hurriedly whispered to Chu Yiren, "Boss, this Su Jian is the son-in-law of Li Yuanchao, the deputy mayor of Kyoto. He is a tough guy who is not easy to mess with in Kyoto!"

Chu Yiren replied nonchalantly: "What a joke! How could our Chu family in Haihai be afraid of a mere deputy mayor in Kyoto?"

"Uh..." Hotel manager Han Lu quickly stepped aside, thinking "The boss is awesome!"

Su Jian, whose right wrist was broken, grimaced in pain. He was shocked that Chu Yiren claimed to be from the Chu family of the Changhai area. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and thought, "Oh no, the woman who broke my wrist couldn't be Chu Yiren, the female tycoon of the Changhai Chu Group with a worth of hundreds of billions?"

Su Jian didn't need to think too much. He saw Chu Yiren wearing sunglasses and said coldly: "This lady will only count to three. If you little bastards don't let Miss Zhou go immediately, I will break your Master Su's right arm."

"Oh..."

As soon as Chu Yiren's harsh words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked and stunned again.

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao didn't expect that she and Chu Yiren were love rivals, but Chu Yiren would come to her rescue out of chivalry, even at the cost of making enemies with Fujino Biopharmaceuticals and offending the forces in Kyoto.