With a roll of his eyes, Shen Jinshi had a smile on his face again, as if the sabre-rattling just now was just an illusion:

"Nian Xun, in the end, he is young and vigorous, he likes to joke, the Shen family is yours, what does it matter if you quit."

The auction was almost over, and seeing that the young man did not express his position, the two of them became more and more lacking in confidence.

Once Shen Nianxun quits the board of directors and breaks off relations with the Shen family, the board of directors, which has been quarreling for the past three years, is afraid that it will become more fierce.

Those people already had a lot of complaints about them, and they had also begun to pressure Shen Nianxun to return to the Shen clan in recent years.

Winning Chelt's bid is their only chance to turn around.

The two communicated silently, and Shen Nianxun just raised his chin mockingly, coiling with the Buddha beads, his eyes were cold.

There is another reason why the two members of the Shen family don't want him to quit, the previous deficit, as long as he is still the executive head of the Shen family, must be borne by him.

In his name, try to get him to clean up the mess.

Shen Nianxun hooked his lips coldly, his knuckles were slightly bent, and he tapped his palms one by one, and his ink eyes were obscure:

"The two uncles set a time and hold a board meeting."

I wasn't going to do it that quickly, but since they didn't know whether they were dead or alive, there was no need to go step by step.

Cat and mouse enjoy the thrill of the dying struggle of the prey on the way to the hunt, and gently biting off the neck actually only requires a simple blow.

The hand that was as white as jade spread out in front of the little girl, and Yun Zhao obediently put the little hand up and tightened it slightly.

The corners of the lips of the young man with a long body were lightly hooked, and his delicate and handsome facial features added an invisible sharpness under the dark light and shadow, and his ink-colored eyes were solemn and cold:

"I heard that the two uncles are planning a birthday party at the end of the month, but there is no need to be so troublesome, and on my birthday, the two uncles went to the grave to put two sticks of incense on my parents, which I think will be even more commendable."

Holding Yun Zhao's soft little hand, Shen Nianxun glanced at the two who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and walked out with his feet raised.

There was no gloomy black air, and the horizon was broadened.

Yun Zhao's small hand shook, the young man lowered his eyes, the cold outline softened, and he leaned closer.

The little girl's palms were soft and hot, and she tiptoed and gently patted the young man's slightly frowning eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes were bent into a pair of small crescents:

"Ah Xun will have good luck soon!"

The movement of leaning over paused slightly, and the short crow-colored hair was a little alienated by the light fog.

He lifted his eyelids gently, and the little girl's soft white face was glutinous like a sweet cake.

The light purple eyes are bright and brilliant, as if they are hiding the fireflies in the sky.

Xiao Tuanzi always seems to be careful, even if he is as stable as Mount Tai on the surface, he can easily detect his mood fluctuations.

Softly soothed in his own way.

The hanging hand curled up slightly, and the sour heart was gently knocked over a jar of honey, and the sweetness broke into every inch of the senses.

The young man's clear eyebrows were shrouded in the shadow of the lamp under the corridor, elegant and cold, and a hazy smile in his black eyes fell shallowly:

"Is Zhao Zhao a little koi?"

No, no, no, she is a giant panda, a bear who can predict good and evil!

Stuffing his little hand into the palm of the young man's palm familiarly, Yun Zhao raised his little chin proudly and learned the lines on TV:

"You're lucky to have met me!"

The young man's detached eyebrows and eyes faded into coldness, and he was so gentle that he couldn't speak, and his low voice was sexy and good, and he responded connivingly:.

"That's what Zhao Zhao said."