Jiang Wan woke up to find herself transmigrated into an old-fashioned overbearing CEO novel she had read before.
The original host in the book was an eighteenth-tier celebrity in the entertai...
Jiang.Psychopath.Wan: ...
"That's not the way to say it... We should follow their rules when we're on their territory."
Jiang Wan spoke dryly. She admitted that she had the intention of revenge, but she did not expect the security guard to be able to detain the man.
Jiang Wan was extremely anxious, feeling that she would be caught and forced to fight a tiger in the next moment.
Damn, could it be that the King of Hell did this on purpose?
Jiang Wan cursed in her heart, but she turned around obediently to go to Old Yan Liu. As a result, she felt numb when she turned around.
A little hamster, less than 1.5 meters tall and with shifty eyes, holding a big cigar in his mouth, followed by a group of strong bodyguards with an average height of 1.9 meters.
"Miss Jiang is right. If you're on my territory, you have to follow my rules. So, what should I do if you kill someone on my territory?"
Jiang Wan:? ? ?
Did the truth come out so quickly?
"Yan Wang, you let your men attack my territory. Isn't that a bit unreasonable? You must give me an explanation for this matter."
Yan Wang shook the whiskey in his glass, his expression indifferent, and raised his chin nonchalantly:
"Take her away. I won't protect her."
Jiang Wan:? ? ?
"You idiot! You're such an ungrateful fool! Bitch! You won't even get four dishes in your lifetime!"
Jiang Wan was so angry that she started cursing, "You let me kill, and if something goes wrong you take the blame on me. You're quite good at that!"
"Take it."
At a command from the sly-eyed man, a group of bodyguards surrounded Jiang Wan...