My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Heavy rain fell all night.

The next day, it was still drizzling and the sky was gray.

Mao Jiawei is going to the Hongxiu Group to find Zhao Qingmei, but he is an exquisite person. He has to bathe and change clothes and have meals every day.

All food must be imported from overseas, and must be fresh and shipped by air immediately.

Therefore, it does not end until nine o'clock.

After another half an hour in the Juding Group, Mao Jialan and Mao Renmo, it happened to be the opening time of the stock market.

"Kang Dang."

As soon as this opened, the secretary broke in.

Mao Jialan reprimanded: "Presumptuous, I don't know my sixth uncle. My cousin was talking about things, so he just broke in, I don't know the manners!"

"Miss, it's not good, our Juding Group's stock has dropped again, and it has evaporated by several billion. If this continues, the group will soon go bankrupt!"

"what!"

Mao Jialan stood up abruptly and turned on the computer to check.

Sure enough, the stocks stopped at the opening, and the following comments were filled with complaints.

"Damn it!"

Mao Jialan was furious.

Mao Jiawei said coldly: "The big news yesterday will definitely be fermented for a few days. Today's limit is also expected. Jia Lan, Liu Shu, you don't have to get angry. I will go to the Red Sleeve Group to meet Zhao Qingmei now!"

"Huh!"

The hairy man stood up, carrying a **** murderous intent, and said in a cold voice: "I'll be with you, Zhao Qingmei dare to be presumptuous, I will break his neck."

Mao Jiawei smiled and said: "Sixth Uncle, why do you need to go out in person. I have a set for dealing with women, so let me do it. My nephew, I will definitely complete the task."

Twenty minutes later.

In the Red Sleeve Building, a Leslie parked.

Mao Jiawei got out of the car, with only a personal bodyguard, he strode into the Red Sleeve Building and walked to a beautiful receptionist.

"Two gentlemen, what's the matter when you come to Hongsiu Building?"

"Informing Zhao Qingmei, it was said that Mao Jiawei, the young master of the Mao family, came to visit and asked her to put aside what she was doing and come to see me as soon as possible."

After that, Mao Jiawei went upstairs on his own.

The reception lady was startled, and then greeted her. Before she could speak, Mao Jiawei's bodyguards grabbed her shoulders and threw them away fiercely.

"what!"

The young lady screamed, drew a parabola in the sky and fell down; the people in the lobby were so frightened that they even closed their eyes.

But the tragic scene did not happen, because the young lady was caught by someone and landed steadily.

"Go report it."

Ye Fan spoke.

The young lady was in shock, and after thanking her, she immediately ran to call to inform her.

"what?"

The bodyguard looked at Ye Fan more, didn't care too much, and followed Mao Jiawei into the elevator.

Ye Fan sneered: "Interesting."

He took the special elevator to the top floor of the building faster, met with Zhao Qingmei, and then came to the reception room as Zhao Qingmei's bodyguard.

At the right time, Mao Jiawei also arrived.

At first sight of Zhao Qingmei, Mao Jiawei's eyes lit up, and there was a slight throbbing in his heart.

First of all, Zhao Qingmei's appearance is nothing to say, she belongs to a big beauty; in addition, she is in a high position, with a noble breath, mixed with the majesty of the superior.

Mao Jiawei has always been pretentious, so women like Zhao Qingmei have a strong attraction to him, wanting to conquer and satisfy the psychological pleasure.

"The richest man Zhao, seeing him today is extraordinary."

Mao Jiawei sat down unceremoniously and said proudly: "Presumably you already know my identity. I am the young master of the Mao family and one of the leaders of the Mao family."

"Then what?"

Zhao Qingmei also sat down, calmly.

Mao Jiawei said: "Why I am here, you should also be very clear. Hongxiu and other three big groups united and suppressed my Maojia Juding Group, is it your proposal by the richest man?"

"So what is it, so what is it not?"

"If it's not, it's simple, and it's easy to resolve the contradiction. If it is, it would violate the majesty of my Mao family, and the richest man Zhao must also be psychologically prepared."

Zhao Qingmei laughed out loud and said with disdain: "The majesty of the Mao family? In the little Jinhua, the Mao family is not the first family, so what majesty is talked about. Do you really think of yourself as a super family in the central capital?"

"you!"

There was a trace of anger in Mao Jiawei's heart, and he coldly snorted: "Zhao Qingmei, the power of my Mao family is not something you can contend with, and neither can the Mortal Group and the Ping An Group. I came to see you to ask you not to do unnecessary actions. In addition, I want you to submit to my Mao family."

"Surrender your Mao family?"

Zhao Qingmei was stunned.

She couldn't understand, how could Mao Jiawei say such a big talk?

Mao Jiawei was full of arrogance, and said complacently: "I'm still single, and you are single too. If you submit to Mao's family, I can marry you. Marry Ben Shao and be the youngest grandmother of Mao's family. You should know how honorable this is. That’s it. When you transfer the Red Sleeve Group to my name, we will discuss the wedding date and wedding."

Zhao Qingmei: "..."

Speechless.

It's really speechless.

Ye Fan looked at Mao Jiawei with a look of idiots. How could there be such a demented guy, where did he get his confidence?

The Mao family’s ruler, just this kind of stuff?

And Mao Jialan was also looking at Zhao Qingmei, he was tentatively looking at Zhao Qingmei's attitude, and then he was moved by reason and affection.

‘’Zhao Qingmei, I’m here to catch it. A woman like you is qualified to be my wife. The most important thing is that I can see at a glance that you are still a young child, and it is a gift from God. Marry you and get the Red Sleeve Group, my position in the Mao family has skyrocketed, and I can even compete for the position of the next head of the Mao family. ’

Mao Jialan thought to himself.

‘Zhao Qingmei has no mood swings, no anger, and seems to be weighing the pros and cons. She is indeed a smart woman. ’

‘I’ll add fire and tell her, marry me, give me the Red Sleeve Group, I can sit on the head of the Mao family, and she is the noble wife of the Mao family. ’

‘How can she resist this temptation! ’

The corners of Mao Jiawei's mouth raised, he had a plan in his mind, and he was ready to speak, but found himself hanging in the air.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that Ye Fan picked him up like a chicken.

"what are you doing!"

Mao Jiawei was furious and shouted: "Let me go! Bastard, Aqiang, you are blind, but you can't come..."

"No need to shout, your bodyguard is already dizzy."

"what!"

Mao Jiawei turned his head and was shocked to find that his bodyguard was lying on the ground unconscious.

How can it be.

This was the bodyguard he had hired heavily. He was once a mercenary on the battlefield abroad. He was so powerful that he was stunned silently for seven or eight years.

For a while, Mao Jiawei broke out in a cold sweat.

Ye Fan picked him up, threw him out of the Red Sleeve Mansion, and warned: "It's the first time you see, let me spare you and get out of here immediately."

"Ouch."

Mao Jialan grumbled and rolled down the steps, his nose and face swollen, and he got up and thundered.

"Presumptuous, too presumptuous!"

"What my identity, you dare to do this to me! You are over! The Red Sleeve Group is over! Zhao Qingmei is over!"

"When the Hongxiu Group is broken and Zhao Qingmei is caught, I will take her down and make her kneel at my feet like a dog, wagging her tail and begging for mercy."

Mao Jialan roared fiercely in hysterics.

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly disappeared, his face looked like frost, and he said coldly: "I originally forgave you once with magnanimity, but you don't know what it is. If this is the case, then you will be abolished, and see what the Mao family can do with me!"

Shoo...

Several stones burst out, piercing Mao Jiawei's limbs in an instant.

Puff puff.

The blood spurted, **** and cruel.

Mao Jialan screamed and fell in a pool of blood. His limbs were abolished. He looked like an earthworm, wriggling.

After doing all this, Ye Fan went upstairs.

Wow!

The people in the lobby ran out to watch, pointing at Mao Jiawei and whispering.

And the reception lady who was thrown off by Mao Jiawei's bodyguard just now had a very happy face and sneered: "The wicked have their own wicked torment them. This is a waste of time, and the retribution is unhappy!"