My Heart Faces The Sun And My Conscience Is Clear!

10 minutes later, in the VVIP reception room at the capital airport.

A long-legged 175cm tall beauty wearing a flight attendant uniform was carefully wiping the eggs and dirt off Jordan's body. The airport board of directors had specially sent this beauty over. She was the most beautiful air stewardess they had.

Lionel and the directors hoped that they could use a beauty to appease Mr. Jordan.

"Sir, there are some traces of rotten eggs on your legs too. Shall I wipe it for you?" The beauty stammered and was about to crouch down.

At this point, how could Jordan still be in the mood to admire beauties?

"Go away, you don't have to wipe it!"

Jordan stated coldly.

Lionel shot the beauty a look to indicate that she should leave the room.