"Emperor" belongs to Shenmen. Not only does Rong Beiming have shares in it, but he is also a close friend of Shenmen's fourth master, Shen Chenyi. If he offends him, he may not be able to survive in this city, let alone here. .
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Feier kept saluting in front of him and apologizing.
"You tomorrow... no, you don't have to go to work tonight, let this loyal friend like you take care of you!" Rong Beiming pushed Fei'er on the shoulder and passed her with a sullen face. .
"Park the car for me!" He said lazily to the security guard and left without looking back.
"Don't worry! Mr. Rong!" A security guard jumped into the car. Not everyone can drive a luxury car.
Fei'er was stunned for a moment and quickly ran up: "Young Master Rong, Young Master Rong..."
"It's over, Fei'er must hate us to death." Qin Shuyi looked at Fei'er's back anxiously and said.
Yu Nianen is also very anxious. Isn't this a disguised form of harming Fei'er? She doesn't like to injure others.
"Hai Xin, stop crying, it's not worth it!" After she said that, she ran towards Fei'er.
On the steps of the back door, Rong Beiming stood condescendingly, while Fei'er kept saying sorry with tears in her eyes.
"Young Master Rong, I apologize to you. I'm sorry. Please take back what you said. This has nothing to do with Fei'er at all." Yu Nianen caught up and gasped softly and lowered his voice.
Rong Beiming was already very tall, and standing on the steps, his awe-inspiring aura was very oppressive. He raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "You don't have to say anything!"
Yu Nianen rushed up and took his hand: "Young Master Rong, please, this has nothing to do with Fei'er in the first place, why do you need to vent your anger on others?"
Rong Beiming raised his hand slightly. The small hand was white and boneless, which made his somewhat empty heart feel warm.
He took advantage of the situation and held Yu Nianen's hand, playing with it teasingly.
Yu Nianen's face turned red and he wanted to pull his hand away, but he held it tightly.
"You said she is Hai Xin's classmate. I like girls who dance. If you are willing to let your body speak for itself, I will let her continue to work here. Maybe, if you enjoy serving me, she can be a foreman or something else. "." When Rong Beiming spoke, a fragrant and beautiful aura floated in his deep eyes.
He has seen many beautiful girls, but Yu Nianen is the first one who dares to question him loudly.