She, Yang Xiaoyun, an ordinary working girl; he, Lan Chu, the president of the multinational corporation Lan! You have nothing but good looks, and my mother will never let me marry you. Yang Xiaoyun said with a dejected face. Outside the door People are almost not dizzy, their dignified president of the Lan family has countless assets, and it is ridiculous to be rejected by a working girl with such a reason! Then we will cut it first and play later! Lan Chu said softly in a cold voice. The people outside the door Completely fainted, is this still their cold president?