Chapter 109: The Big Shot Is Coming (9)

She just wants to remove these people.

That's what she has.

She just has this powerful backstage!

What can everyone here do with her?

"You ......."

"You're too much!" Miss Jiang and the others held their breath, staring at Guihua on the stage with a flushed face, holding the microphone in her hand, her head slightly tilted at a fifteen-degree angle, overlooking the audience.

This posture and movement of looking at people is contempt, unceremonious contempt.

The person in charge of the online competition looked at Guihua and wanted to plead, but immediately thought of the relationship between the Xiao family. It doesn't matter if you offend the Sheng family, but if you offend the Xiao family, it's not good.

Come to think of it.

The person in charge stiffly held back the words in his mouth, raised his hand and summoned the security guards, and invited the named Miss Jiang and several business students out of the dinner.

But at this time-

"Bang!"

The door to the dinner party slammed open.

Hearing this heavy knock on the door, Guihua didn't even raise his head, but everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly looked at the location at the gate: "Rebel girl!" You, you're mad at me! ”

"The new chairman of Shengshi Group?! You can! ”

"I feed you, you drink, you clothe, and that's how you repay me? Have you already calculated that you came back to the Sheng family to take the Shengshi Group for yourself? ”

It's right across from Guihua.

That is, in the center of the gate, the head of the Sheng family stood there with an angry face and disappointment, he pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and Sheng Qingqing sat in the wheelchair with a complicated and humiliated face.

Facing the surprised and shocked eyes of everyone, Sheng Qingqing scratched her disabled thigh, and the anger and questioning that she had been holding back were suddenly overwhelmed by reality.

"Sheng Guihua!"

"Get out of here!"

The head of the Sheng family pushed Sheng Qingqing directly into the hall.

The young man who was called by Sheng Qingqing didn't want to care about this kind of thing at all, stood at the gate in a black shirt, folded Erlang's legs crookedly, and poked his head into the door and glanced at the hall.

As if seeing someone, the young man's eyes lit up slightly, and then he withdrew his gaze.

"Hey, the little beauty on the stage looks good."

The temperament is also deadly.

At first glance, the expression between the eyebrows is one or two points similar to the one in his family, but unfortunately, it can't match her one percent of the stunning. However, it can be regarded as his favorite type.

"Hmm...... It's flirtatious! ”

"I'll go and ask for a phone later, Lao Tzu is in sight." The young man straightened the collar of his shirt, continued to lean against the wall, and glanced at Guihua on the stage from time to time.

Ouch, the more I look at it, the more I think it's my favorite type.

After decades alone, I finally met a heartbeat.

Guihua, who was standing on the stage, didn't know that his face was remembered. She quietly watched as the head of the Sheng family rushed to the stage, looked around and shouted, "Rebel girl?!" ”

"You get out of here, I shouldn't have taken you back to the Sheng family in the first place...... Manager Wen! ”

"I treat you well in the prosperous world, that's how you repay me? Behind my back, the chairman of the company? You, you! Tell me, where is that rebel girl! ”

Standing at the stairs on the second floor, Manager Wen of Sheng Group was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

The chairman was standing three meters next to him, with his back to him.

He doesn't even recognize his own daughter?

"Click......

Just when the Sheng family master was roaring and heartbroken.

When Sheng Qingqing's face was full of unwillingness and gritted teeth and inferiority.

Guihua, who was on the side, turned around unhurriedly, and a face that could crush the audience was slowly exposed under Sheng Qingqing's eyes, and then said lightly: "I am." ”