Everyone looked at Leng Shiyue, an outsider, and Leng Shiyue also left in front of everyone!
"What do you think of this young man and the general manager?" Many people are whispering!
"Didn't he come to see the chairman?" The consulting minister couldn't get rid of his mind and was a little confused!!
"Young Master, you are finally back!"
Leng Shiyue walked into the Bingdi Tennis Club. Leng Xuan saw it and came out to greet him. The people in the conference room were still sitting, staring straight, and everyone knew that the authentic master was sitting in the conference room.
"Miss!"
Leng Shiyue lowered her head, Bingdi Club... He is the famous president, Leng Shiyue curled her mouth and smiled very coldly... but no one saw it.
"Brother October, will you help me!"
Leng Yanran did not have any apology, but carried a little bit of arrogance, which seemed like a request, and more like an order.
"The lady is the real president, I don't know what I can help you."
Leng Shiyue's slightly cold voice was always faint, which made Leng Yanran frown... Why did she feel that the person in front of her was very alienated? Although he seemed respectful, it made people feel disdainful.
"I like Brother Yan!"
Leng Yanran's cheeks suddenly turned red, like a rose in bud.
"Sorry, Ice Emperor and Yan Emperor are mortal enemies, Miss... This is probably difficult!"
Leng Shiyue looked up, and with a hint of confusion, he became the president of Bingdi Tennis Club and the president of Yanhuang Tennis Club, and is Jiang Yan and Leng Yanran aligned?
"I don't care! Are you and him good friends!"
Bite her lips, Leng Yanran's eyes were filled with tears, and she glared at Leng Shiyue angrily.
"Sorry, I can't obey my duty."
Leng Shiyue refused coldly, with no expression on her face, and no one could arouse his emotions, like the snow lotus standing on the top of the mountain on the distant snow mountain.
"You...get out of here!"
Leng Yanran grabbed the teacup and smashed Leng Shiyue's forehead... Leng Shiyue didn't hide... because this scene would always reach Leng Tianhao's eyes. Because Leng Qiaoqiao was behind her.
"Retreat!"
Leng Shiyue turned around and prepared to leave!
"Wait a minute, Master October, Ice Emperor's high-quality players are not sure where?"
Leng Hua stood up, and the boy in front of him was not the president of Ice Emperor, and he felt a little sorry. After all, the lady’s mind was not on Ice Emperor. This year’s club league must be withdrawing from the top three stages.
I have to say, Leng Huajiang, you really think about it!!
“Training.”
Leng Shiyue paused. Those geniuses didn't know how they were doing at this moment. They were tempered with their will to care about the pathetic self-esteem, so they were no longer geniuses.
"When will we return."
Leng Miao is also a personal talent. As soon as Leng Hua spoke, Leng Miao thought of Leng Hua’s meaning. The position of the president was deprived of by the lady, so the young master should not have the heart to care about those geniuses.
"When do you think they will return?"
Leng Shiyue looked at Leng Hua with a smile. She was a talented person... but it was a pity!
"The faster the better!"
Leng Hua swallowed under the pressure of Leng Shiyue's momentum... and wiped cold sweat, but he still spoke hesitantly.
"Return to tomorrow!"
Leng Shiyue left a sentence, and her sarcastic smile slightly evoked...
Leng Hua regretted it, and after seeing Leng Shiyue's smile, he regretted it very much... He seemed to have done something wrong.
"Leng Shiyue... are you angry that I took your power? Don't look at your identity!"
Leng Yanran scolded coldly, and she slapped the table, and the conference room suddenly sounded like thunder.
Leng Shiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, swept over the angry smiling face, and her angry face was pretty.
Quan? Hehe... Leng Shiyue sarcastically in her heart, but her eyes were disdainful...
With his straight waist, he stepped out of the conference room door coldly...