"Let's see what he has to say first!"
Qin Yu gently patted Yan Mingyu's slender waist.
As a businesswoman and a newcomer, Mingyu certainly had some fears about the other party's identity as the vice-chairman of the Jinling Chamber of Commerce.
But he was a group leader of Dragon Gate and was a master infinitely close to Half-Step Pill Holding; if the other party went too far, he could just teach him a lesson.
"That... President Zhao, I'm Yan Mingyu, we've met at Tang Shao's birthday party!"
Seeing the other party with a sullen face, Mingyu had no choice but to walk forward two steps and take the initiative to greet him.
In the East Sea, families and powers were almost tamed by Qin Yu. Mingyu could turn the clouds with one hand and the rain with another, with no one daring to cross her.
But this was Jinling City, the center of the province.