Chapter 492 Perverted Woman

  The woman walked arrogantly and approached the middle-aged man.

  High heels stepped on the floor, making a clattering sound.

   screamed like a devil, lingering in the middle-aged man’s ears, making him tremble with panic, his teeth were trembling, his head was buried deep, and he did not dare to look directly at the woman.

   "Mr. Li, it's been a long time since I saw you."

  The voice of a woman, sweeter than candy, sounded on the opposite side, smiling with sarcasm and contempt.

  The middle-aged man swallowed nervously. He just wanted to raise his head but immediately lowered, and said with a trembling voice, "Wen... Mr. Wen, long time no see..."

  The well-known President Wen, the current head of Sheng's, the first group of city B, who does not know who does not know?

  Who would have thought that a year ago, she was just a girl who had nothing to do with her breasts, she just relied on her own efforts to turn the tide when Sheng Shi was about to close down, not only created a miracle, but also became a legend in the entire B city.

  Admired by thousands of people, feared by thousands.

   "I asked Mr. Li to come out today, mainly to show you something interesting."

  Wen Churan took a mobile phone from the bodyguard and held it in front of the middle-aged man.

  "Dad! Help!" On the phone, a young teenager suddenly called for help.

  The middle-aged man was shocked and raised his head suddenly.

  I saw a video playing on the phone.

  The boy was wounded all over, **** in an abandoned factory, and shouted to the camera for help, "Dad! Save me! Save me! They are going to kill me!"

  The middle-aged man watched the video on his mobile phone, and suddenly slapped the table in a hurry, "My son! What have you done to my son!"

Wen Churan threw the phone into the bodyguard's arms, and then showed a very'friendly' smile. "Mr. Li, don't worry, I won't do anything to your son. It's just that... Seeing that your son looks pretty good, I just know a few people. An old bustard, I want to help send your son to the duckling, maybe you can make a lot of money! What do you think of this method?"

  The middle-aged man dared not speak for a while, so he could only plead, "President Wen, please spare my son, he is innocent!"

  "Want to save my son?" Wen Churan asked very ‘concerned’ again.

  The middle-aged man fiddled with his head vigorously.

  Wen Churan saw this, and immediately evoked a smug smile, then took the contract handed by the bodyguard, and slapped the middle-aged man heavily.

  She kept her voice cold, and ordered word by word, "Sign this contract, give me that piece of land, your son...I will return it to you as it is!"

  The middle-aged man stared at the contract in front of him, although he was reluctant, but in order to save his son, he could only pick up a pen and tremblingly signed his name.

  Wen Churan withdrew the contract, threw it in the arms of the bodyguard, then got up and walked out of the box happily.

  The middle-aged man behind him yelled, "You perverted woman! So vicious, you will die sooner or later!"

  A pause in high heels.

  Wen Churan tilted his head slightly, still with a beautiful smile on the corner of his mouth, but what he said made people shudder.

  "If you dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will send you to the duckling too?"

  The middle-aged man was so scared that he dared not speak out.

   Accompanied by a chuckle, Wen Churan stepped beautifully again and left the box.

  After getting in the car, the assistant answered a phone call and soon passed the phone to Wen Churan.

  She took it, and smiled coldly at the phone, "Wang Production, if you refuse to sign today's contract renewal, don't blame me for making your nightclub nightclub mistress public!"

  (End of this chapter)