In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Han Jiangxue got up early and put on beautiful makeup.

Sunglasses, flaming red lips, long hair as sharp as a knife, full of domineering aura.

As the car passed through the Xingfuli super villa area that was gradually taking shape, Han Jiangxue glanced at Yuan who was driving: "Sister Yuan, tell me which villa you like, and I will give it to you."

"Take care of your own accommodation environment first." Yuan said calmly. "I live in a dilapidated building and think about giving villas to others every day."

"Brother Zhang, look at her!" Mr. Han broke his guard instantly and stamped his feet angrily.

"Speak nicely." Brother Zhang glared at Yuan.

"Oh." Yuan raised her hand and pointed to the villa closest to the dangerous building. "That's it."

"Sister Yuan, why don't you choose again? I promised to give this set to Liang Daishan..." Mr. Han was confused.

"Brother Zhang, look at her!" Yuan Mei raised her eyebrows, a little irritated.

Brother Zhang glared at Xuebao: "Can you spit and nail?"

Mr. Han flatly said: "That's it. Mr. Liang should still give me this face."

After that, in order to resolve the embarrassment, Mr. Han pushed up the oversized sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his red lips and said: "I have defrauded a lot of money recently. Please help me think about it, what kind of business can make money these days?"

"Deposit regularly and earn interest." Yuan said concisely and comprehensively.

"Mei Yuan, you don't know something. For those in our industry, let alone depositing money in the bank, even if you owe the bank less money, you will be looked down upon by your peers." Mr. Han said arrogantly.

"You owe so much money, you don't have to pay interest?" Yuan Mei pouted.

"I don't have to pay it back." Han Jiangxue said matter-of-factly.

"Profiteer." Yuan Mei said bluntly.

Han Jiangxue was not ashamed, but proud. She glanced at Zhang Ruoyu and said, "Brother Zhang, you are considered a member of Junsheng's management. Why don't you use your remaining energy?"

"I heard Yuan say before that Asia's largest killer organization declared bankruptcy. How about President Han investing in setting up a killer organization to dominate Asia?" Zhang Ruoyu looked serious.

"Agree." Yuan's eyes lit up. "I can provide technical support and even help you interview professional talents."

Mr. Han twitched the corner of his mouth and said politely: "This is illegal..."

"You're so brave!" Brother Zhang's eyes turned cold.

"Starve the coward to death!" Yuan's eyes darkened.

"My grandma taught me to abide by the law since I was a child and to be a pillar of society..." Mr. Han was very stiff.

"That's easy to handle. The corporate culture of the killer organization is to rob the rich and give to the poor, and only serve high-end customers." Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were murderous.

"Mr. Han, you can't help but know that any big boss with a net worth of billions or tens of billions has not committed half of the criminal code? If they don't die, how can the poor get back on their feet?"

"Brother Zhang, I really haven't done anything illegal or disciplined. Believe me..." Mr. Han begged for mercy.

"This won't work, that won't work either, so what do you want to do? Can you have some opinions?" Zhang Ruoyu's enthusiasm was dampened and he was very angry.

"That's a waste of expression!" Yuan curled her lips and drove towards Junsheng as quickly as possible.

"How about opening the largest security company in Asia?" Mr. Han suggested in order not to dampen Yuan and Brother Zhang's enthusiasm. "This is at least legal..."

"It's boring." Brother Zhang rolled his eyes. "Poor people are not afraid of death, and those who are afraid of death deserve to die. Aren't you helping the evildoers?"

"Profiteer." Yuanmei curled her lips.

Han Jiangxue said firmly: "That's it. I've decided to open a security company. Brother Zhang and your old retired comrades in Beimang, if they have nothing to do, come to me to take care of themselves. I promise to let them drink and eat meat every day!"

"The purpose of the Beimang Army is to defend the country and the dignity of the poor! They are all strong-willed and domineering..."

"More money." Han Jiangxue raised her eyebrows. "Add until they're satisfied."

"I'll ask you later." Zhang Ruoyu immediately replied.

"Mei Yuan, do you want to be a technical director for me or something?" Mr. Han asked politely.

"No--"

Yuan just said a word, and the back of the chair was secretly kicked by Brother Zhang.

"No problem." Yuan curled her lips.

Arrive at Junsheng.

Mr. Han went straight to the high-level meeting room with great style. All the senior officials were there. The purpose of the meeting was only one: to spend all the defrauded money.

When it comes to spending money, those veterans who get sleepy early in the morning are no longer sleepy.

Bad ideas abound, and a hundred flowers bloom.

Han Jiangxue pointed the country and scolded Fang Qiu, full of charm.

It seemed that Yuan Mei, who was standing aside, liked Xuebao a little bit.

A woman who works hard is so beautiful.

The meeting lasted all morning. After having a quick lunch, the meeting continued behind closed doors.

Yuanmei stood for a while, then sat, sat for a while, then got up and walked around twice, feeling numb.

"Brother Zhang, I still have over a billion dollars that I have nowhere to spend. Why don't you use it to start a business or something? It's so boring to squat in the catering department every day."

Zhang Ruoyu, who was lying on the leather sofa and enjoying the massage service of Dai Meng, the first sister from the CEO's office, glanced at WeChat and then glanced back at Dai Meng, who was massaging hard and had a pretty and rosy face from exhaustion: "Mengmeng, are you having difficulties at home? If you are short of money, tell Brother Zhang.”

Dai Meng shook his head obediently: "Brother Zhang, my family is quite rich."

"Want to start a business? Brother Zhang has money." Zhang Ruoyu wrote lightly. "How about I give you a billion as start-up capital?"

Dai Meng had long seen the WeChat chat between the CEO and Brother Zhang.

If you dare to agree, the CEO will tear your own hands apart.

"My dad said that eating, drinking and whoring is okay, but starting a business is not okay." Dai Meng said seriously. "My dad also said that as long as I don't start a business, he will guarantee that I will be prosperous and wealthy throughout my life."