Unscrupulous merchant with no bottom line

Lei family villa, study room.

In the black Leather Executive Chair, Lei Xiao sat upright, his handsome and fierce facial features were expressionless.

The floor-to-ceiling tempered glass reflected a cold light.

In the ashtray beside her, a white smoke ring curled upwards until it disappeared.

The computer's LCD screen was lit up.

Lei Xiao was in a three-way video conference with Yan beixiao and Liang yuran.

A few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his muscular chest. His fluffy hair after the shower covered his deep eyes.

It was the coldness of work.

&Quot; ah Xiao, the first and second wangfei of country G are trying their best to get your and Mr. Yuan's support. &Quot;

Liang yuran turned his back to the camera and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"F * ck, is this your doghouse?"

Yan beixiao's eyes almost popped out of the screen. How long had it been since he last saw the color of his floor?