1511, All of you leave, Nie Xiaoxun stays!
"Nie Xiaoxun, what do you think this place is? Come and go as you please?"
Nie Xiaoxun turned around, her gaze meeting Xue Chengzhe's very displeased eyes directly.
Xue Chengzhe's gaze was filled with strong displeasure and almost uncontrollable anger.
This wasn't the first time Nie Xiaoxun had provoked him in this way.
If previous times were influenced by external factors, this time it was in the Xue Group's conference room.
If this time he was embarrassed by a little girl, then he might as well not be the president of Xue Group.
Nie Xiaoxun still wore a cold look on her pretty face. She stared at Xue Chengzhe, with a sarcastic cold smile on her lips: "What's wrong? Not only did Young Master Xue indulge his subordinates in plagiarizing others' work, but now he wants to show off in front of me, and be rude to me?"
