The supreme master of the female president

After pondering for a long time, Yang Yitian looked at the crowded traffic in front of him, the brightly lit high-rise buildings around him, and the passers-by on the sidewalk, and said in a vicissitudes of life in a low voice:

"Everyone has their own way. Maybe you are just tired of this kind of life, but there are three or six or nine grades of people. Those who are at the bottom of society are struggling in reality every day.

They are afraid of getting sick, dare not spend money to compare, eat the cheapest fast food every day, buy goods from street vendors on the roadside, and work overtime day and night, because they need the hundred or so dollars to survive in this cannibalistic society. "

After listening to Yang Yitian's words, Jiang Xinyao fell into silence. Yes, she didn't have to worry about money since she was born. After graduating from university, she was directly parachuted into Jiangtian Group as the president. Every senior manager who manages countless employees is cautious when seeing herself. Bow down, for fear of angering yourself, this is the cruel reality.

No wonder Xiao Ya always said before that she was particularly envious of her background, but she didn't say the reason. Now Jiang Xinyao finally understands.

There was nothing to say along the way, and Jiang Xinyao didn't speak anymore. Meimou just silently watched the bustling night scene outside the car window, and she didn't know what was going on in her mind.

Ningjiang Convention and Exhibition Center, located in the central area of ​​the city, was built with a total cost of 37 billion. It covers an area of ​​25 square meters and is about 73 meters high. It has seven floors above the ground and four floors underground. It has eleven large exhibition halls and 26 conferences. The hall can meet various large-scale exhibitions. The building is a combination of steel structure, glass dome and curtain wall.

After Jiang Xinyao handed the invitation letter to the security guard, she and Yang Yitian entered the venue of the charity party. It was now approaching the opening time, and there had already gathered a lot of well-dressed upper-class celebrities in suits and leather shoes.

"Hello Miss Jiang, it's an honor to meet you!"

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Miss Jiang, you are indeed very beautiful."

"Miss Jiang, isn't Mr. Jiang coming tonight?"

"Miss Jiang, this is my business card"

The moment Jiang Xinyao came in, countless eyes fell on her immediately, she seemed to be as dazzling as the stars holding the moon.The CEOs and entrepreneurs of many company groups held their breaths and came up to say hello with a smile on their faces.

As for Yang Yitian next to him, he was directly ignored.

Jiang Xinyao responded with a smile to the boss's polite greetings.

"Miss Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here." A plump boss walked over with a glass of champagne in his hand, and a tall, twenty-something man followed him. A beautiful woman in her early years.

"Mr. Liu." Jiang Xinyao smiled politely. The Liu Dejian in front of her is the chairman of Fengming Jewelry Group. 80.00% of the jewelry business in Ningjiang City is monopolized by his company. It is said that there are two rough stone quarries in Yunshi.

"It seems to be more than a year since we met last time. You are really looking more and more beautiful. No wonder everyone calls you the iceberg beauty of Ningjiang City!" Liu Dejian looked at Jiang Xinyao's slender body with a smile A throbbing greed flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you for the compliment." Jiang Xinyao smiled slightly with her thin red lips. After Liu De swordsman said a few words, he found that she didn't want to pay attention to him, so he left with his beautiful personal secretary. He still can't afford it.

There were still 5 minutes before the opening of the charity gala. Jiang Xinyao found a seat near the front and sat down. Yang Yitian glanced around from the corner of his eye, alerting to a threat that might exist in the dark. This is his habit for many years.

On a seat not far away, Zhao Tianjun, wearing a white formal suit, was sitting and talking with a group of young masters.

"Fuck! Brother Jun, look, is that beauty Jiang Xinyao from Jiangtian Group?" Suddenly, a young man next to Zhao Tianjun patted his shoulder and pointed to where Jiang Xinyao was.

Zhao Tianjun looked in the direction he was pointing, and he saw Jiang Xinyao in a one-shoulder skirt. His glamorous and pretty face with light makeup couldn't help but amaze his eyes.

It's just that when he saw Yang Yitian beside Jiang Xinyao, Zhao Tianjun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his complexion instantly became so gloomy that water dripped out.

After calming down a little, Zhao Tianjun stared at Yang Yitian with sinister eyes, and said to the domineering young man next to him, "Xiaodong will do me a favor tonight."

"Brother Jun, what is the relationship between us? As long as you ask, I will definitely help." Liu Xiaodong smiled triumphantly, Zhao Tianjun's mouth curled up, and he whispered in his ear.

After listening to Zhao Tianjun's words, Liu Xiaodong looked blankly at everything, glanced at Yang Yitian who was not far away, and patted his chest to make sure there was no problem.

After Zhao Tianjun smiled coldly, he got up and straightened his suit, and walked to where Jiang Xinyao was.

"Xin Yao, you are coming to the charity gala tonight, why didn't you notify me in advance." Zhao Tianjun's gentle voice reached Jiang Xinyao's ears.

Jiang Xinyao turned her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and there was a strong disgust hidden in the deepest part of her beautiful eyes.

"Xin Yao, your assistant is very competent. He will follow you wherever you go. Don't forget to give him more salary." Zhao Tianjun said with a witty smile, the meaning in his words was full of irony, belittling Yang Yitian was like a follower Pugs behind their owners.

Jiang Xinyao frowned with the word Chuan, how could she fail to understand the meaning of Zhao Tianjun's words, and said coldly: "Zhao Tianjun, please pay attention to your words."

"I'm sorry Xinyao, I didn't mean that." Zhao Tianjun pretended to be apologetic, Jiang Xinyao's eyes were cold and she ignored him.

"Assistant Yang, your formal suit is not cheap, is it? I vaguely remember that the high-end Armani suit costs more than 5 yuan. Did you buy it with your own money?" Zhao Tianjun turned his head and smiled at Yang Yitian. When I saw him, he was only wearing a thin undershirt that cost tens of dollars. It has only been a few days now, how can such a low-level person afford an Armani suit?Rent it.

"No, Xinyao took me to a specialty store to buy it the day before yesterday. Is there any problem?" Yang Yitian said with a flat smile, deliberately using the word "Xinyao" very intimately.

Zhao Tianjun's face darkened, and he looked at Jiang Xinyao, seeing that she did not deny her voice, an unusually strong sense of jealousy welled up in his heart.How can you, a low-status assistant, have what I dream of but can't get? Why on earth.

"No problem." Zhao Tianjun took a deep breath and smiled slowly, but this smile was extremely far-fetched and ugly.

"The auction for the charity gala is about to start. If you have nothing to do, go back to your seat first." Jiang Xinyao said coldly with her eyebrows raised.

"Xinyao, there is a spare seat next to you. I'll just sit here. When you see something you like, I'll take a picture and give it to you." Naturally, Zhao Tianjun couldn't leave, so he sat down directly on Jiang Xinyao's right, showing a flattery smile.

Jiang Xinyao looked slightly displeased, but she had no right to drive Zhao Tianjun away, she frowned and said to Yang Yitian, "Let's change positions."

"Okay." Under Zhao Tianjun's extremely angry and resentful eyes, Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao switched seats.

Looking at Jiang Xinyao who was sitting next to Yang Yitian, Zhao Tianjun gritted his teeth secretly, and cursed in his heart: "Stinky woman, just keep pretending to be cold, sooner or later you will take the initiative to beg me."