The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Wu Chengjin left after not sitting for long. He had a lot of guests tonight, and some of them needed to be received in person.

Jiang Beiyu sat alone in this place full of hormones, leisurely.

The self-confidence of Yizhihua in Beijing is reflected here.

There is nothing he can't get his hands on, only things he doesn't like.

At a time like this, he still missed a certain little girl who didn't want to be responsible after kissing her.

However, the little girl will not appear here.

He took a sip of his drink, then sighed slightly.

What is the little girl thinking?

Like him or dislike him?

Jiangbei Yu didn't drink this wine for too long.

There was a sudden commotion at the elevator entrance.

Someone else came in.

It's a lot of individuals.

Jiang Beiyu took another sip from the wine glass, and suddenly narrowed his eyes. The group of people who came in looked familiar.

A group of middle-aged men surrounded a young man in the middle.

Jiang Beiyu clicked his tongue, but instead of looking away, he showed a subtle smile.

Someone patted his back suddenly, Jiang Beiyu turned his head, but the man went around in front of him.

"Hey, you're actually outside at this point? Have you changed your sex?" He Jingchuan came over with a small cream cake.

Jiang Beiyu: "Are you here too?"

He Jingchuan rolled his eyes: "Please find out who is going out when you have time? You don't even know that your own shareholders and some messy relatives are here."

This sentence is sarcasm for any person, and when He Jingchuan said it, it was a proper hatred of iron.

"If I hadn't known you for more than ten years, I really wondered if you read too many novels by the hero. If the good-looking prince doesn't want to inherit the throne and let others occupy the magpie's nest there, why would you slap your face and read too much literature? ?”

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He replied indifferently: "My father is still alive. Now that I join the company to inherit the throne, he must not suspect that I am trying to usurp the throne?"

He Jingchuan: "..."

This dog thing.

Does he mean it?

Before He Jingchuan could think of something to refute, the people who had just entered over there saw Jiang Beiyu sitting there grandly, and their expressions changed all of a sudden.

The leading young man hurried over to say hello. He was also dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He was dressed like a human being. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses added a bit of elegance to him. He looked incomparable to Jiang Beiyu.

After all, someone in Jiang still has the capital to call himself a flower in Beijing.

"Beiyu, why are you here?" The visitor smiled gently, "I heard from my uncle that you are teaching in a high school now, are the students easy to get along with?"

A dignified doctoral student, the prince of the famous Jiang family in Beijing, chose to be an education career after graduation, which obviously caught the eye of many people.

There are quite a few rookies in Jiang's Group, and the most popular among them is this foreign student who came back from Wall Street and is related to Jiang's family.

To some extent, the young man in front of him could indeed be regarded as a relative of the emperor.

Jiang Beiyu's eyes also slowly fell on the person in front of him, and he suddenly smiled.

When he smiled, his face became alive.

"Why can't I come here?" Jiang Beiyu got up from his seat, and smiled at the others in front of him, "It's a coincidence that several uncles also came to support Wu Chengjin today."

What he said made the middle-aged people on the opposite side somewhat embarrassed, but they could only greet him with a smile.