Zhao Xiaoying was said this to the face of Director Hu, her face was suddenly a little embarrassed, she clenched her fists, and endured her anger.

But she still couldn't bear it in the end, and her anger exploded in an instant.

"Director Hu, I'll give you face before I call you Director Hu, don't be ignorant!"

She relied on someone to support her, and she didn't take Director Hu in her eyes at all.

Zhao Xiaoying thought that as long as she blew the wind on the pillow, she would be able to let her man kill Director Hu, but she forgot her man's skills and the intricate connections in the entertainment industry.

"If you don't want to act, you can get out of me right away!"

Director Hu was completely enraged, staring at Zhao Xiaoying's eyes, as if he was about to burst into flames.

Zhao Xiaoying, who didn't have any face, took out her mobile phone and wanted to call her backer and give Director Hu a little color.

But before she could unlock the screen, she heard the exclamations of many people in the crowd.

Zhao Xiaoying looked up and found that their eyes were all in front of her, and even Director Hu didn't look at her.

She looked up curiously, and her eyes instantly fell on the blue Bugatti, which was limited to the world, with smooth lines and domineering shapes, looking at it made her want to pounce.

This luxury car has to start at least 50 million, and all of her current net worth is not 50 million, and the backer bought her a Maserati with ordinary configurations, but it is already a million starts.

She used to drive a million-dollar Maserati and felt very majestic, but in front of the Bugatti in front of her, she was completely turned into slag in seconds.

Just this one Bugatti, you have to buy dozens of Ferraris of her configuration.

People who can afford this luxury car are simply inhumane.

Her backer couldn't afford to drive such a car, and she didn't know who was sitting inside.

The people who recognized the Bugatti all stared at the car with boiling emotions.

"Handsome is handsome, but I don't need such vulgar transportation."

Fu Anyi looked at the coming Bugatti and spoke calmly.

He said he couldn't understand the exclamation in his ears, after all, where he wanted to go, and he disappeared with a bang.

"Beibei, who do you say will be in the car?"

Wen Yaxin leaned into her ear and asked her in a low voice.

"I'll find out when the people in the car get off."

Mu Bei responded softly, her heartbeat began to accelerate, staring at the approaching car, an answer faintly appeared in her heart.

Bugatti, who was driving fast, suddenly stopped in front of a crowd of people, and at that speed, it stopped quite safely.

The distance between the front of the stopped car and the person standing in front of it is very small, which shows that the driver is very skilled, and he almost collided with it at a moment's notice.

The person standing at the front looked down at the front of the car that almost crashed, and his eyes flashed with a look of loss.

If you are hit by the owner of this kind of trench, the compensation will be at least one million, but unfortunately they don't have that blessing.

Naturally, they don't dare to touch porcelain, and touching porcelain with the inhumane owner of the trench is simply joking with their lives.

As soon as the scissor doors opened, this Bugatti added a bit of coolness and mystery.

Wen Yaxin stared at this luxury car, and she was about to cry by handsome.

If she can own one in her life, she will really die without regrets.

Long, slender and straight legs protruded from the car, and polished leather shoes fell to the ground.

Just looking at these straight and slender legs makes girls feel the urge to open their legs on their own initiative.

Zhao Xiaoying stared obsessively at the man who slowly appeared in the field of vision, the mobile phone in her hand was not steady, and it fell to the ground with a click, and she didn't care about picking it up.