After a while, everyone has moved to another lounge, where the lights are still flickering, and the wine and food are everywhere.

Somewhere in the lounge, there stood a delicate-looking man with a sven face, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and holding a red wine glass in his hand, sitting beside him savoring a fine wine.

He doesn't seem to like to talk to other people much, and at the same time he doesn't look at other people much, and simply says that anyone who doesn't look down on him is a floating cloud.

Suddenly, at this moment, a beautiful and touching girl walked up to him with two glasses of wine, "Chris!"

The woman in a white dress skirt was convex to her figure, sexy and charming, and appeared next to the man named Chris, but the point was that he did not pay attention to this beautiful and moving girl.

She was very angry that it was the first time she was so ignored and despised like this, and her mood instantly fell to the bottom, and she was already stamping her toes in place, "Chris, I don't know why you're like this today, if you're not happy with me, please point it out, OK?"

She spoke a little loudly, and the people sitting around her kept looking this way at this time, and then Chris looked left and right, put the wine glass on the table, and suddenly got up and stared at the woman in front of him with extremely sharp eyes.

"Pei Qing, I haven't looked for you yet, but you came here first?" Chris's eyes revealed an unhappy mood.

It turned out that the name of this beautiful and moving woman was Pei Qing, but it seemed that this Pei Qing didn't look so friendly.

"Oh, I don't know what makes Chris think of coming to me?" Pei Qing deliberately pretended to be indifferent and annoying.

"Hmph, don't think that I can't take you with your specialness, I still have the final say in the company, you won't have to use the design department from tomorrow, go directly to the personnel department." Chris snorted coldly, originally wanted to save her a little face, but he didn't expect Pei Qing to knowingly ask this was enough to make Chris feel disgusted.

"You, you dare, believe it or not, I'll let my father withdraw tomorrow. Pei Qing couldn't care about it so much, and his face was obviously angry.

The people sitting at the table next to them listened to the words of the two people, and suddenly looked at Chris in confusion.

Other people look at Chris as if they are not unfamiliar, but they seem to have known this character for a long time, so this Chris must not be simple.

Pei Qing took out the killer weapon to blackmail Chris, originally thought that he would compromise and would bow his head and apologize, so he would not pursue the matter, but the reaction in the next second made Pei Qing extremely surprised.

Pei Qing's father had invested in Chris's company a long time ago, and Chris's reputation was not very loud at that time, so it can be said that Pei Qing's father's financial help came in a timely manner, and it was precisely for this reason that Chris was very tolerant of Pei Qing in the company.

knew that Pei Qing's design was average, but he pretended to be deaf and dumb and ignored it, and at the same time, it was precisely because of Chris's ignorance that Pei Qing was a little arrogant in the company, and he turned his face with the designer at every turn to find fault.

And this time the reason why NYC Fashion Week chose Pei Qing's design was also because of her father, Ben Chris did not plan to choose her, but because of other positions, he had to do it.

Chris glared at Pei Qing coldly, he didn't like it for others to talk to him or negotiate conditions in this way, but unfortunately Pei Qing didn't know Chris's true character at all.

"Miss Pei Qing, please find out your identity and position, if it weren't for Pei Dong's face, I would have tolerated you to this day?

And if you think that you can threaten me by using divestment, even if you let Pei Dong withdraw his investment, even if you don't have your Pei's group company, you can survive. Every word and sentence of Chris fell on Pei Qing's ears.

If it had been in the past, the threat might have been useful to Chris, but now, well, hum!