Little Boss, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him, could not stay calm anymore. "Brother, why don't we sit down and talk about life?… You're wasting money for a woman. Why don't you make friends? It's easier to take care of each other in the future…"
"Shut up!"
Gong Sheng threw a cold glance at him and left with Yun Qiao.
Upon hearing the bodyguard who had rushed over and was about to stop him, Gong Sheng's face darkened. He glanced coldly at Head Secretary Zhong, who was outside the door. "Deal with it."
Head Secretary Zhong wanted to cry. President, you've arranged a difficult public relations project for me tonight.
Entering a nightclub, beating up a few ladies, snatching a beauty, and even throwing money to buy alcohol… If someone recognized the President's identity, it would be big news again!
Gong Sheng had already carried Yun Qiao into the car!
Sitting in the black Cayenne, Yun Qiao woke up a little.
