Ye Kui raised her hands and held the beautifully packaged package in both hands.
The soft light fell on her fair and delicate little face, dizzying layer by layer.
The expression on her face was calm.
The two long rows of eyelashes were like palm-leaf fans, slacking off on the eyelids, and the calm breath overflowed.
She knew very well that many of the gift boxes in her hand might have been sent by Zhuo Xinren.
Last time, he was fake and real. This time, what was that person playing?
At this time, in the sky group building.
The man in a black suit strode out of the exclusive elevator with a cold expression.
He followed his secretary, carrying a briefcase and layered layers of information in his hand.
The two women at the front desk saw the familiar figure and immediately bent down with a respectful expression.
They took out the luxury gift box from the counter and handed it to the man, saying, "President, it's your gift box."
Hearing words.
The man stopped when he had taken the steps.
He reached out and took the gift box from the woman at the front desk.
Immediately afterwards.
Dugu Xiang took a step without hesitation and walked out of the building quickly again.
Outside the door of the group building, a black RV was already ready.
The driver then stepped forward, opened the car door, bent down slightly, "President, please get in the car."
Dugu Xiang's handsome face, his knife-like facial features were deep and clear. In his deep and narrow ice eyes, he was quiet and cold, and the powerful aura that made people couldn't help but show awe.
look.
He bent down and sat in.
The secretary then hurriedly followed in. "President, there is still some time before the resort. Do you want to rest first?"
This time, the group's senior meeting was held urgently. The meeting was held at a resort a thousand kilometers away from W City.
"No need." Dugu Xiang opened the gift box of mother-of-pearl lacquerware wooden jewelry in his hand, and his eyes fell on the sunflower necklace dotted with dazzling gems in the gift box.
His narrow and deep ice eyes narrowed slightly.
"parking."
“Yes, President.”
The black RV, which was originally driving on the street, slowly stopped and leaned on the street.
The car window rolled down, revealing the handsome face of the man in the back seat of the car. In the dark night, there was no trace of expression on the angular outline, just like a thousand years of cold pool, quiet and arrogant
.
Extend your hand.
The man threw the jewelry box in his hand into the trash can on the road without hesitation.
Dong--
The exquisite and delicate handmade jewelry gift box fell into the trash can, and suddenly made a crisp sound, rising on the noisy and bustling streets, covering the hustle and bustle of the city.
The man rolled up the car window.
Lightly open the thin lips.
The cold and lazy voice rose, "Drive."
The secretary beside him roared with the car window and could only slowly close his eyes, with a hint of confusion and pain in his eyes. It was sold at a high price of 30 million at the charity auction party.
Jewelry necklace designed by a famous designer.
She didn't understand why the president threw it into the trash can?
That trash can is so cheap.
The secretary cleared his throat, hesitated for a moment before asking slowly. "President, isn't that the necklace you bought at the auction?"