"Dad, what do you mean?" Xu Xiying asked nervously.

"What do you mean? What do you think? I'm afraid it's all thanks to you that the company is like this. Mrs. Zhang suddenly announced that she would no longer cooperate with the Xu family. Why do you think I am doing this?" Xu's father mentioned Mrs. Zhang, and he felt in his heart

The anger cannot be suppressed.

"Dad, but I...but I don't like the children of the Han family!" Xu Xiying shouted. Several wealthy families knew that the son of the Han family was not good-looking, and could even be said to be ugly. He was less than 1.7 meters tall.

He is nearly 200 pounds tall, and the two small eyes on his fat face are rolling around, making people feel disgusted just looking at him.

But even in this situation, there are still young ladies who are close to the noble family who are trying to cheat, just because the Han family is a wealthy family.

It can be said that it is only slightly worse than Anjia.

"Dad! You know who I like! I don't want to go," Xu Xiying shouted to Xu's father.

"You're not going? You like Baron An, but has he ever looked at you?" Xu's father said,

"Moreover, if it weren't for your own incompetence, why do you think he let Lan Weiwan seduce him? How many years have you known each other, and you haven't caught his heart. Lan Weiwan only showed up for a few days, and the two of them

We're getting married, what are you saying to me here?" Xu's father is now determined to let Xu Qianying marry the Han family.

In order to prevent his company from going bankrupt, Xu's father can do anything nowadays.

Even if someone falls in love with Xu Xiying, as long as the funds are provided and the Xu family can cooperate, Xu's father can let Xu Xiying marry him.

"Our family will have a dinner with the Han family in three days. Then dress up and follow us there." Xu's father said, glanced at Xu Xiying, and said nothing again.

Xu Xiying glanced at Xu's father secretly and said nothing, because she knew that it was impossible to rely on Xu's father.

the other side.

Lan Weiwan and Zhang Xiang cleaned up the glass debris in the studio. Lan Weiwan looked at the pieces of clothes on the floor and didn't even notice that the glass debris had penetrated into his hands.

"Madam, madam, your hand..." Zhang Xiang looked at Lan Weiwan's bleeding hand and said nervously.

Lan Weiwan didn't care at all, he just glanced at it lightly. When he was putting away the clothes on the floor, Lan Weiwan looked at them carefully, and then said: "Well, the damaged clothes were just samples that were just made for mass production.

, nothing else." This is what makes Lan Weiwan the most fortunate. All the haute couture dresses are not in the studio.

If Lan Weiwan had put several ladies' couture dresses on the first floor, I'm afraid it would be too late to do it again.

"I'll go upstairs and have a look." Lan Weiwan said and ran upstairs. She wanted to see what was going on upstairs and whether her clothes were damaged.

Lan Weiwan's heart was beating loudly as she went upstairs. For the first time, she felt how long this road was.

If, if the upstairs was also destroyed...the consequences would be disastrous.

"Fortunately." When she saw that the design studio of several people was still intact, Lan Weiwan felt relieved a little.

Back downstairs, Lan Weiwan looked at the packed studio, feeling aggrieved and angry. But Lan Weiwan also knew that this was not the time to cry. The most important thing was to catch the murderer and let her be punished.

The punishment that deserves it.

At this moment, Lan Weiwan suddenly thought of a person, Lord An. When he was wronged and threatened, Lan Weiwan always thought of Lord An involuntarily.

Lan Weiwan shook his head and brought his thoughts back, thinking silently that there should be a lot of things going on in Lord An's company these days, so he shouldn't disturb him anymore.

"An San, my studio was smashed last night." Lan Weiwan sat on the ground and sent a message to An San.

Then I put the phone aside and contacted the glass manufacturer again to transport a piece of glass and reinstall it. Because now there was nothing I could do except this.

It was already noon after I finished my work.

On the other side, Lord An looked at the news reports, which showed reporters interviewing workers at the construction site.

"We want to say something here today, Mr. An, the Mr. An of the Anshi Group, came to the construction site a few days ago, and Mr. An personally gave us the money!"

"Yes, yes! We now know that the person who undertook the project ran away! Mr. An also paid us mental damage compensation!"

"Not only that, Mr. An also works with us!" The workers said as they took out his mobile phone and showed it to reporters.

The man in the picture has a tall and straight figure, and even wearing work clothes cannot hide his temperament.

"This is what Mr. An agreed to take!"

As soon as the news was released, it caused heated discussions on the Internet!

"I think this looks so good! It has at least 8 pack abs!"

"Ahhhh! This is totally ready for my debut, okay! I want to marry him!"

"You don't have a straight face. What if your face is ugly?"

"Have you ever seen any CEO who is willing to go to the construction site to see the workers, pay wages himself, and still do the work?"

"Sisters, hold on!"

For a while, hot comments appeared under Anshi Group’s Weibo, and a piece of news was suddenly ranked as the top trending search topic.

Bai Hao looked at the comments on An's Weibo and took it to Lord An, dumbfounded. Lord An just looked at it symbolically and then looked away. Bai Hao was already used to this.

Looking at the slowly rising stocks on the screen, Bai Hao shouted happily: "An... Mr. An! Look at our company's stock! The stock price is back! No, no, it's higher than before!" Bai Hao couldn't control it.

shouted.

Lord An looked over coldly.

Bai Hao saw Lord An's indifferent eyes, and the smile slowly solidified on his face, and then said: "Mr. An, have you expected this?"

Zhunjue An didn't nod or deny it, but he was also thinking in his heart that he actually got out of the circle because of a picture!

Suddenly, the cell phone in Lord An's drawer rang. It was An San's phone. Lord An had always placed it in the bottom drawer of his desk.

Lord An was a little confused as to why Lan Weiwan would send him a message at this time.

"An San, my studio was smashed." When Lord An saw this WeChat message, the first thought in his mind was to go find Lan Weiwan immediately.

"Mr. An, Mr. An, where are you going?" Bai Hao shouted behind Baron Count An. He could probably guess something. Lan Weiwan was probably the only one who could make Baron Count An so nervous and anxious.

Bar.

"There is a problem in her studio, I have to go over there." Baron Baron An walked towards the elevator without any explanation.
Chapter completed!