The Global Center, the venue for the Night of Luxury Cars.

Although this kid was dressed very strangely, Shen Bingbing still held the calf's hand and walked into the venue generously and brilliantly.

After waiting for Ouyang Xi's dead girl for most of the day, Xia Yang not only didn't eat dinner, but even for lunch, he just soaked in a bucket of instant noodles.

My stomach has long been so hungry that my chest is close to my back.

As soon as he entered the venue, he immediately rushed to the buffet area.

With a plate, he feasted there.

Shen Bingbing didn't feel that this guy had embarrassed her face at all, she was on the sidelines, looking at it with a smile.

"No one is robbing you, eat slowly, don't choke." She reminded her gently, as if reminding her underage son.

At this moment, a guy in a suit and leather shoes, who looked personable, walked towards this side.

He is Jin Feiyu, the brand director of Porsche Huaguo.

He has coveted Shen Bingbing's beauty for a long time.

"Bingbing, are you alone?" With a gentlemanly smile on his face, Jin Feiyu stretched out his hand incomparably gentlemanly and said, "Can I invite you to dance?" ”

Soothing music was flowing, and the upper-class people, men and women, were hugging each other. Wander around the dance floor, walk through, and dance in a way that's even uglier than square dancing. At least, it's nowhere near as uniform as square dancing.

It's just that these female dance partners on the dance floor are all bejeweled, and their looks are at least seven points higher.

Their people are indeed much better looking than those aunts in the square dance.

"No, you can't!"

Before Shen Bingbing could answer, Xia Yang made an assertion and refused on her behalf.

Then, Xia Yang stuffed the plate in his hand into Shen Bingbing's hand, and said very seriously, very seriously: "She still has to help me serve the plate!" ”

This operation stunned Jin Feiyu.

However, Shen Bingbing smiled and chose to acquiesce.

She will never dance with this Jin Feiyu, even if she wants to dance, she has to dance with Xia Yang, the king of the eight calves!

"Who are you? I'm talking to Bingbing, is it your turn to interject? Jin Feiyu's originally gentlemanly face was cold.

"She's mine tonight, don't interject, I can plug it anywhere."

Brother Yang, that's how angry you are!

These words made Shen Bingbing immediately shy, and twisted it fiercely on this guy's waist with his Qianqian jade finger.

What kind of shameless words did he say?

"Bingbing, he insulted you in front of the public like this, can you bear it?" Jin Feiyu looked at Shen Bingbing incredulously and asked.

This woman is a well-known pure jade girl in the company, the goddess of icebergs!

"I don't think he's insulting me!" Shen Bingbing grabbed Xia Yang's arm and said, "He is my man, Xia Yang." What he says is his power. No, it's his obligation. ”

In order to get rid of Jin Feiyu's fly and make this fly completely dead, Shen Bingbing let it go.

"He's your man?" Jin Feiyu's face showed a sneer.

Then, he raised the Patek Philippe nautilus on his wrist, looked at Xia Yang, a stall stall with a sense of superiority that added up to less than a hundred yuan, and asked, "What brand are you wearing?" This style, it looks quite fresh, it must be a particularly niche trendy brand, right? ”

People who are brand directors are different. was obviously teasing, but he used that tone of praise.

"Niche? I'm not a small person. Just my pants, on a certain treasure, sell more than 30,000 pairs! It is the one with the most sales, and you can buy three for 99 yuan, which is super cost-effective. Do you want to buy it? I can send you a link! ”

Brother Yang, with a sincere face.

He really didn't fool Jin Feiyu, this flower pants is really 99 threes. Moreover, he really has a link, as long as Jin Feiyu dares to ask for it.

"Where do you work?" Jin Feiyu continued to ask.

"I'm not suitable for work, I can't stand the management of others, and I'm only suitable for being a boss." Xia Yang replied very seriously.

"Being the boss? What boss? "As far as Xia Yang is dressed, Jin Feiyu can be very sure that he will open a small supermarket or something at most.

"I bought a second-hand Jetta and ran a black car! In the future, when the business grows bigger, I will set up a transportation company or something. When it's really big, I'll build a Porsche fleet and use it to deliver couriers. ”

Xia Yang said with a smile.

"Mr. Xia, you are really young and promising!" Jin Feiyu gave a thumbs up and gave Xia Yang a thumbs up.

Then, he looked at Shen Bingbing and asked, "Director Shen, is this the man you picked out of thousands of choices?" However, I don't care about your personal hobbies. But today you're here for the Luxury Car Night Ball, on behalf of Porsche. Those present today are either the senior executives of major luxury car groups, or the bosses who are worth more than 100 million, or even more than 1 billion. It's just such a thing that drives a black car, and you bring him to eat and drink, which affects the company's image too much! ”

"So what?" Xia Yang looked at Jin Feiyu with a smile and asked, "You mean, you want to kick me out?" ”

"Everyone has a head and a face, and the word rush is really ugly. If you have a little self-knowledge, don't stay here and ruin your future. Jin Feiyu said coldly.

"Bingbing's future, what's your business?" Xia Yang glanced at Jin Feiyu and said, "If she resigns, she can also be a full-time wife at home, it's a big deal, I'll drive a black car to support her." ”

"That's what you said, if you dare to go back on it, see if I don't strangle you." Shen Bingbing said, and couldn't help but use her Qianqian jade finger to gently pinch Xia Yang's face.

This dog food directly choked Jin Feiyu on the side.

The goddess of his dreams wasted so much effort and failed to take her down. A stinky boy who drives a black car, except for being handsome, he doesn't fart!

He, why can he take down Shen Bingbing?

Jin Feiyu is not convinced, 10,000 are not convinced!

He hated Xia Yang, and he already hated it a little bit.

"Shen Bingbing, you are the marketing director of Porsche Zhonghai, please pay attention to your words and deeds!" Jin Feiyu was very angry.

Angry, furious!

"Mr. Jin, didn't you mean that just now, you wanted to kick me out of Porsche? If you kick me out, I'm no longer an employee of Porsche. My image has nothing to do with Porsche! ”

Shen Bingbing knew that Jin Feiyu couldn't open her.

Of course, she dared to fight him directly!

"Director Shen, I hope you don't regret it!"

Jin Feiyu, this is going to give Shen Bingbing a little bit of color.

This woman is too uninteresting!