Yuzun, afternoon.

The colored lines on the black screen refresh every few minutes. The atmosphere of the whole conference room is solemn and cold, making people nervous and sweating all over.

The cell phone rang suddenly. Li Beichen glanced at the number, then leaned back behind the chair with a reserved temperament. He said, "stop."

Dare not have the slightest neglect, the switching of the black screen was suddenly suspended. The top management at the meeting were nervous and held their breath.

He connected his cell phone. "What's the matter?"

"Are you busy?"

Li Beichen collected his narrow and long eyes, glanced at the curve on the black screen, and his thin lips faintly spilled a few words, "no, you said."

"Just now, Xing Ye contacted me."

Hearing the speech, the man's face suddenly darkened, and the atmosphere in the whole conference room was tense and terrible.

"He really has that courage." The knock of the bony long finger on the conference table stopped. Li Beichen closed the folder. There were cold ice dregs between Junlang's eyebrows and eyes, "don't go to his muddy water."

Hearing his impatience with Xing Ye, Yuxuan said, "Xing Ye has made a lot of efforts in the matter of Li Beiming. Ten years in prison, it doesn't make sense not to help. "

"Don't make trouble," Li Beichen frowned coldly. He said coldly, "Xing Ye should be treated, otherwise he will always do whatever he wants."

She agrees with this sentence. Yuxuan doesn't like a dissolute man like Xing Ye. But over the years, as Li Beichen's right hand, he did a lot of things with all his heart, especially in the five years when she was away.

Yuxuan is very grateful for these.

Now he is played by a woman in the palm of his hand. Ten years, there are not many ten years in his life. He got rid of his relationship with Xing Ye and ignored him. It's unreasonable to be emotional and reasonable. Moreover, Yuxuan doesn't want Li Beichen to lose his brotherly brother for more than ten years.

"Beichen, at Caesar club tonight, let me meet that woman first." Yu Yu paused. His guard flashed through his eyes. He was murderous, even like Li Beichen. She added, "don't worry, I have discretion."

Her ruthlessness won't lose anyone.

The man's narrow eyes were full of shock.

He really underestimated this woman. He was Li Beichen's woman.

In front of the conference table, a man with a cold face and a trance of handsome eyebrows filled the cold air. He nodded, "OK, but after that, I'll stop, and you can't continue."

"Yes."

"OK, wait for me at home."

Cut off the phone and the tall black figure got up. Standing in front of such a large conference room, the cold and deep eyes, with a strong gas field and pressure, incisively and vividly killed the whole body.

"President Li?" Someone asked timidly, as if dissatisfied with his sudden interruption of the meeting, "that..."

"What's up?" Li Mou was slightly restrained and looked down at the high-level speakers in the conference room.

With one glance, the man turned pale and hesitated, "no... no, you're busy, you're busy."

After turning his powerful wristwatch, he quietly lifted his thin lips: "the meeting is over and will continue tomorrow morning."

Arrogantly and indifferently, Li Beichen took the elevator downstairs and went directly to the underground garage.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the traffic was fairly smooth.

The engine roared low and received a call on the viaduct. Xing Ye's voice came from Bluetooth, "I deserve to die. I must apologize tonight. Look, Li Er Shao..."

His face was cold and calm. Li Beichen didn't even bother to say anything, so he cut off the phone.

Xing Ye didn't call again.