Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Why can't I be Wen Xinya in the world?

I am warm, elegant, and financially connected. Why can't I be the number one in the world?

I am Wen Xinya with technology and formula. Why can't I be the number one in the world?

I am Wen Xinya, why ca n’t I win multinational companies and become the number one in the world?

Her mind kept echoing, and she spoke eloquently in the conference room. Not only was she scared, everyone in the entire conference room was shocked.

Lanxin's emergency meeting has ended, but the warm and volatile mood in the heart is unable to calm down for a long time.

The world's first!

This was Wen Xinya before the meeting. I didn't dare to imagine it. Even if she wanted to develop Lanxin Company into the world's top business empire, she would not dare to say it!

However, the acquisition of a multinational company made her suddenly have a sense of pride!

She is Wen Xinya—unsuccessful, she will be benevolent!

Wenya only felt that her blood was boiling and her whole body was full of energy.

At this moment, she clearly realized that Lanxin Company wanted to be the first in the world, and it was not a dream at all.

Wen Ya was so excited that she couldn't help herself. She increased the horse's horsepower and stepped on the accelerator fiercely. The car rushed out like an arrow off the string.

The sirens sirens chased behind her gave her an indescribable stimulus, a feeling she had never experienced before.

Wen Xinya, while dialing Si Yi's phone: "焱 ..."

"Lan Xin's emergency meeting is over? Where are you now? Why is there a siren sound?" Si Yizhen interrupted the Wen Xinya words, spoke quickly, with a vague strangeness.

"I'm on my way back. I hate to die. There are police cars chasing me!" Warm and yawning eyes flew, and Liang Liang's eyes were stained with exciting water. She saw in the rear-view mirror that the police were chasing behind her. It's almost catching up.

SIOS BOOS, whose IQ is as high as three or four hundred, has a short circuit in his head, and asked a very idiot question: "What do police cars chase you?"

In fact, I ca n’t blame him, he will ask such non-technical questions, because Wen Xinya has always been a cautious, calm, sane, smart woman, like this drag racing, but also a good traffic baby, from the age of eighteen After the driver's license, there has been no traffic violations in more than three years, and almost all can be evaluated as "traffic models."

He never imagined how Wen Xinya would do things like drag racing.

Wen Ya has no time to answer his question for the moment, because there is a curve in the front, while Wen Ya is stepping on the throttle while turning the steering wheel wildly, the car makes a sharp "creaking" sound because of a sharp turn ...

"Xin Ya, Xin Ya, what's wrong with you, is there something happening there? Where are you now? Why don't you speak? Answer me quickly?" Si Yizhen heard the harsh "creak" sound and was already nervous. He suddenly stood up from the sofa, and asked a series of questions from his mouth without a pause.

People were so nervous that they took the car keys and didn't even care about their jackets, so they strode out.

About thirty seconds or so, there was a Wen Xinya "giggle" laughter in his ears, and Si Yizhen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. People who have always been sweating can't help but sweat cold.

Wen Xinya laughter, with excitement and joy in the voice: "You ask so many questions at once, teach others how to answer!"

Unconsciously coquettish tone, crisp and sweet, coquettish and pretty.

Si Yixi laughed anxiously, sitting back on the sofa, throwing the car keys in his hand on the glass coffee table, and found a harsh capricorn: "then give me, answer one by one!"

The words are round, powerful, and chewy, giving a strong sense of threat.

Nuan Ya could not help shrinking her neck, and said with some guilty conscience: "I accidentally ran into a few traffic lights, so the police car kept chasing me."

While listening to the phone, the faint siren sounded, Si Yizhu could not help rubbing his swollen forehead, leaning his back on the sofa, the blending exudes the dignity that cannot be ignored: "Break through some traffic lights? You Can you explain why? "

No matter how the tone is heard, there is helplessness and petting.

"Well, maybe four or five or so, what is there to explain ..."

"Four or five?" Si Yizhen's voice suddenly raised a note. How can a normal person drive a car with four or five traffic lights, so when she came out of Lanxin Company, she was not driving, but dragging?

Si Yi's forehead was blue, and he couldn't help but jump a few times, his heart tightened.

"Ah, I don't remember much, it seems like six or seven!" Wen Ya also didn't remember it clearly, all blaming the traffic lights in Beijing.

Drag racing myself, but also blame too many red lights and green, Wen Xinya really have been spoiled by Si Yizhen to a certain kind of lawlessness.

Four or five are not counted, and six or seven are still available. Si couldn't help but rebuked: "Now in this road condition, you dare to drive on the road, don't you die?"

Little girl, really daring!

When I was in Italy before, she did a little bit of toss. She hasn't touched her in the past few days.

In the end, this girl just didn't "hit" the house to expose the roof all day! Excessive energy was used for drag racing.

He should have drained her energy so she would be honest.

At this time, I still do n’t know the warmth and elegance of my [tragedy]. I heard the sound of the sirens, which was a little vague, and chased after me. I'm about to catch up. The police car is so annoying.

Obviously hate the extreme tone, but why reveal a sense of excitement?

Si Yichen secretly gritted his teeth and said, "The police car chases you, then you stop the car and leave me to handle other things. I promise the police won't take you. Obedient, drag racing is not a joke, Beijing. The traffic conditions were not very good. At this time, although there is less traffic on the road, it is still very dangerous. If you want to speed, I will take you somewhere else ...

Si Yibao urged warmth and elegance, hoping that she could slow down and stop racing, which was a test of his heartbeat.

The siren sound closer and closer to my ears made Warm and Ya nervous and exciting: "Oh no, the **** police car is catching up again, that's it ..."

"Wen Xinya, Wen Xinya ..."

The prompt sound of "Didi Didi" in the ear let Si Yizhen not finish his words, and suddenly he was extremely angry in the stillbirth.

However, irritated and irritated, Si Yizhen has not really lost his head, now Warm Dental has quickly called Gu Yuehan's phone: "Call the traffic management bureau ..."