Chapter 60: Dancing with Wolves on the Tip of the Knife!

Dai's, the top floor, in front of tall floor-to-ceiling windows.

The woman's slender fingers held a cigar.

Swallowing clouds and spitting fog, the clouds and mist are swirling, and I can't see the bewildering face clearly.

ink-colored trousers, two trousers like knives; Milky white high heels, with a pair of knocks on the ground.

At the door, someone lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and said timidly.

"President, the master is here."

The woman who smoked made a sharp move, and her eyes burst out with a sharp edge.

The dumb voice said, quite sarcastic: "Master? Who allowed you to call it that? He doesn't deserve it at all! ”

The man's legs and stomach were shaking, and he almost cried.

"Yes...... It's ......"

Who doesn't know that this eldest lady of the Dai family, since she came to power, has subdued all shareholders by thunderous means, and she has very good means and talents.

In just a few years, Dai's has developed from an unknown small real estate company to a leading giant in the real estate industry......

But he is cold-blooded in his bones, and when he deals with her, he is dancing with wolves on the tip of a knife!

is too cold to his own father......

The woman rubbed her eyebrows, and suddenly the corners of her mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty smile.

"Go and bring him up."

The man was pardoned, and he crawled away.

It's not that he is not angry, but the eldest lady of the Dai family, Dai Kite, is known for her prestige......

mutilated his siblings, wiped out his blood relatives, and even sued Mr. Dai in court on the grounds of tax evasion......

Twenty minutes later, there was a scruffy old man.

Dressed in a crumpled suit, with a full stomach on his face.

Like, just came out of some unpopular bar.

The hair is greasy, even with locks, and I don't know how many traces there are on the clothes, and there is a sour smell.

Dai Kite looked him up and down, and in his eyes, there was undisguised disgust.

Suddenly, chuckling: "Your look is very unusual, it reminds me of a happy clown." ”

Dai Zhi'an was not annoyed, bared his teeth, looked at the office greedily, salivating.

"Kite, you have a chance, forget your father......"

Dai Kite's eyes remained unchanged, and his tone was calm and slightly mocking, as if stating a fact.

"The love between our father and daughter has long been cut off by your own hands......"

Dai Kite's mother is also a poor person, and Dai Zhi'an is married to continue the string.

In his early years, Dai Zhi'an owed a lot of debts, and in order to repay part of the debt, Dai Yuan's mother was sold by him......

So much so that Dai Kite and Dai Zhi'an have such an incompatible relationship, this is the hatred of Dai Tian!

Dai Zhi'an looked gloomy and said coldly: "Don't forget, this company also has a share of me!" ”

Dai Kite raised his eyebrows, and his delicate eyeliner raised: "Are you sure, the shell company you used to be a debt-ridden and tax evasion?" ”

Dai Zhi'an opened his mouth, and wanted to quibble about something.

Dai Kite couldn't bear to wave his hand, and the two black-clothed bodyguards at the door understood, one left and one right, and forcibly dragged Dai Zhi'an out.

Dai Zhi'an slammed the door, this might be the last time he was here, he had to ......

"Two months later, you have to let me participate! From now on, I will never pester you again! ”

Stop it, charity?

This is Dai's annual rule, and at the end of each season, a charity meeting is always held.

It is also a corporate means, which was established after Dai Kite came to power.

As if thinking of something, Dai Kite curled his lips: "Okay, I agree." ”

Dai Zhi'an, who was struggling, made a move, and she actually agreed?

After Dai Zhixin left satisfied, Dai Kite once again faced the window and smoked.

In the glass compartment, a figure shook faintly, and the voice of the old woman came.

"Kite, I don't like him, why do you agree?"

Dai Kite snuffed out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray at will.

"He's still useful."

The woman said no more, packed up the house, and departed.