The ability to maintain the title of the first family in the Moorish state of Asia is exquisite, with deep thoughts and skills, but it is not a fool.

"That Moore doesn't plan to rush Cheng Yingxuan away?" Yan Shiting narrowed his narrowed eyes.

"Of course..." Morsia's words were not finished. How could Yang Qian allow her to let Ying Xuan so easily, and how could Yan Shiting possibly make friends with the Moore family? Hurry up and say, "Mrs. Moore, are you afraid of President Yan's threat, just let the process go?"

Yang Qian's words fell, the reception was silent again, and the music didn't know when it stopped.

Mooresia frowned, "Miss Yang, your words are purely provoking the conflict between Moore's family and President Yan!"

"No." Yang Qian wished to expand the contradiction, and did not admit it, "I am thinking for your face. Think about it, Cheng Yingxuan mixed into your reception, violated your prestige, if not disciplined, mixed in later Can you punish the people at your reception? Your prestige will be greatly reduced."

"It's a sounding reason." Morcia smiled. The fine lines in the corners of her eyes did not affect her elegance. "You just want to fight Cheng Yingxuan and want to borrow my knife. Are you qualified?"

Yang Qian shuddered, knowing that she was angry, still insisting on her scalp, intending to die, "I am wrong, ma'am, I really do it for you... You are not going to go out to Yingxuan Cheng today, others are only when you are afraid of President Yan, only when you are Being threatened by him is afraid of something."

"Yang Qian, are you living impatiently?" Yan Shiting warned.

This **** woman, really endless?

Mooresia actually half admired Yan Shiting's arrogance and defended his shortcomings, but he did not take Moore's house into his eyes too, and he was a little uncomfortable in his heart, "Mr. Yan and Ms. Yang also made sense. Really passed out, others still I thought I was afraid of you. In the final analysis, wasn’t Cheng Yingxuan mixing into my reception? What if I said she wasn’t mixing in, but I invited it?"

"Impossible!" Yang Qian exclaimed silently. "How is it possible? You must find her downstairs purely!"

"How is it impossible?" Morcia raised her lips. "I always admire the woman who really has the ability. Cheng Yingxuan's "God Drawing" picture in the elite competition. I have seen it. She really has the ability and ability to call it architecture. The genius of the world. In the construction industry, there are mostly men and few women. She is so young and so outstanding, winning the majority of women. And Cheng Yingxuan is also the youngest senior engineer in the city, the chief engineer of the Thunder Group, so capable Woman, I invited her to the reception, is it weird?"

"Weird is not strange." An official who had a good relationship with Yang's father said Yang Qian's words daringly. "It's just that, Madam, you just say that now. It will look like Miss Yang said. "

When Yang Qian saw someone helping herself, she immediately echoed, "Yeah, there will be people who are not convinced. You take it so easily. Although Cheng Yingxuan has a little ability, there are many capable people. You say there are very few women in the construction industry. Not many, there are still some. For example, I am also a mid-level engineer in construction. Over time, I will also become a senior engineer."

"Hehe..." Morcia smiled. "Don't tell me that in time, you are not a senior engineer, just put gold on your face, won't it be too funny?"