Fortunately, Ji Anan was smart and finally went to the underground parking lot.
She searched for Beiming Shaoxi's identity on a platform among countless parked vehicles.
Holding my heart in my heart, I was worried every step of the way, afraid that I wouldn't be able to find his car, or that he would have left long ago.
Finally, she stopped in front of a black Bentley RV and smiled.
She knew all the cars he often drove.
Because his passenger seat and back seat are exclusively for her!
Beiming Shaoxi, he is indeed here
Chapter 1102 Meeting Beiming Shaoxi himself
Ji An'an stood under the elevator and waited, her heart changing from fast to slow. Several times when the elevator opened, she felt as if she had been shocked by an electric shock. She was so excited that she didn't know what to do. When she saw the stranger coming out, she felt extremely sad and lost.
Xu Te followed her closely with two bodyguards and reminded her from time to time
“It’s been an hour”
“It’s been an hour and a half”
"There are only ten minutes left! If you still have no choice but to just stand here and hope to win the lottery, I advise you to go to Africa!"
Xu Teer was already impatient with waiting. He had been accompanying this short girl around for a long time and had lost his patience!
"Let's go, now go back to where you belong." He ordered two bodyguards to take Ji An'an away.
"Didn't you say there are still ten minutes?" Ji An'an struggled relentlessly, looking at the elevator door, hoping for a miracle, "Someone is coming down from the floor, maybe it's him!"
"If you wait another hundred years, you will be wasting your time!"
As soon as the words fell, ding dong
The elevator door slowly opened, and Ji Anan desperately pushed away the two bodyguards to look, stroking his pounding heart with one hand.
Five or six tall bodyguards came out of the elevator, as well as a man in a suit and leather suit carrying a briefcase.
Ji Anan glanced at it and was disappointed, it was not Beiming Shaoxi!
Although he is in this hotel, who can say when he will leave?
Ji Anan's eyes darkened when he saw the man holding the briefcase raised his head.
It's the man at the show.
"Sir, are you the sponsor of Aixi Jewelry? I have something to ask you." Ji Anan rushed forward desperately.
"Who are you?" The briefcase man raised his head warily.
Several bodyguards stood across the body at the same time to prevent her from getting closer.
"I am the assistant of a supermodel. She did not perform well in today's show and even fell down. I wonder if you have any impression?" Ji Anan took out a business card, but the other party did not take it.
Hearing this, the briefcase man's face turned cold: "We don't talk about official business during off-duty hours."
"Sir, we just need a chance."
"In this world, everyone has equal opportunities!"
Ji Anan was pushed away by two bodyguards and thrown out.
Beiming Shaoxi’s people have always been ruthless
Ji Anan's knees hit the ground and she watched Xu Teer bend down to catch her: "I told you that you were wasting your efforts."
Just then, ding dong, the elevator door opened again.
The god-like man walked out with long legs, his blue eyes were as cold as ice, and his face was stiff and cold.
Beiming Shaoxi was wearing a thin British windbreaker with a stand-up collar and a tall and sinister posture. His natural dignity made the world look majestic and dark, and everyone bowed their heads and looked at him in fear.
He didn't seem to have changed much, he was still the center of attention, and time had not left a trace on his face.
He looks like a handsome man in his mid-twenties, but his eyes are desolate, with a hint of experience.