Liu Yan, the president of Liu Hua Group, was once again earned by Forbes rankings, and Liu Hua Group's annual rate of return is also far ahead among domestic companies in the same period.
As usual, reporters were surrounded by reporters in front of the headquarters building of Liuhua Group. When they saw the pure black high-end business car that specialized in picking up and dropping off the president Liu Yan slowly coming, the flash and spotlights flashed even more wildly.
Everyone in Feng City is full of curiosity about this man who ranks first in the city's assets, but is mysterious and handsome.
He is over 30 years old, but his charm is even more powerful
His face is as delicate and profound as a top foreign model, but always with a layer of frost, keeping people from thousands of miles away; his figure is even more symmetrical and well-behaved than excellent football players. He once took a cover photo for a magazine introducing business elites. He was wearing a pure white shirt inside, with a slightly exposed neckline, and faintly revealing his muscles and a firm and toned chest, narrow waist and hips, and slender legs, making all women who saw his photos unable to help but scream for him, wishing they would turn into a snake, tightly wrapped around his waist, and toss and turns as his rhythm progressed, and they would go crazy.
Legend has it that President Liu is talented and long and thick. All women who have ever enjoyed him are missed by the ultimate pleasure of being filled with his weapon and thrusting.
There were countless bedmates around him, from big-name stars, wealthy socialites, to restaurant waiters, each of them was a hot body, tall breasts, slender waists and long legs. Unfortunately, no one could be by his side for a long time. However, even so, those women still surround him like butterflies attracted by the fragrance of flowers, and even proud of being able to love him.
But Liu Yan's cruelty and ruthlessness are equally famous as his talent. No woman who is tired of him can get entangled in him, otherwise the miserable ending will be unpredictable. He will never be soft-hearted or compromise with his old lover.
Unless he was in bed, he might still have a hint of warm caress of his bedmates. After getting out of bed, he turned back to President Liu, who was indifferent and cold and had a sense of distance.
The black business sedan slowly stopped in front of the building. The driver in the suit and tie respectfully opened the door for the back seat. Liu Yan walked out of the car first. He was wearing a black suit, with a very tall figure and wide shoulders. He walked around to the door next to him, reached out and took a petite and pretty little girl from the car.
The little girl looks about 12 or 3 years old, and she is only a little above Liu Yan's waist
Her skin is as white as ice and snow, but her face is filled with a healthy halo of redness and healthy eyes, her eyes are big and bright, black and white, and her dense and long eyelashes are flashing like a feather fan.
The face is small, the cutest peach heart
She wore a pink dress on her little body, and her slender white legs were exposed under her pink gauze skirt.
Her cute ten toes were revealed in the small high-heeled sandals, each of which was lubricated like a small pearl.
The girl's hair is chestnut-colored and shines with a faint golden light, which is softly spread on her shoulders, with a curved curve at the ends of her hair. She also wears a pink hair card with a bow on her head.
The girl's little hands were firmly held in the palm of the tall man beside her. The man's long and narrow eyes that always seemed calm and ruthless when he looked at the girl, he seemed warm and tender when he was a child.
The man turned a blind eye to the reporters and media behind him, screaming, and the flashing camera. His eyes only remained on the little girl in front of him, and carefully led her towards his empire building.
Then the man lowered his voice and said to his subordinates beside him: Any photos and videos of Liu'er were taken, I will deal with them all. I will not allow anyone to reveal Liu'er's images.
As usual, reporters were surrounded by reporters in front of the headquarters building of Liuhua Group. When they saw the pure black high-end business car that specialized in picking up and dropping off the president Liu Yan slowly coming, the flash and spotlights flashed even more wildly.
Everyone in Feng City is full of curiosity about this man who ranks first in the city's assets, but is mysterious and handsome.
He is over 30 years old, but his charm is even more powerful
His face is as delicate and profound as a top foreign model, but always with a layer of frost, keeping people from thousands of miles away; his figure is even more symmetrical and well-behaved than excellent football players. He once took a cover photo for a magazine introducing business elites. He was wearing a pure white shirt inside, with a slightly exposed neckline, and faintly revealing his muscles and a firm and toned chest, narrow waist and hips, and slender legs, making all women who saw his photos unable to help but scream for him, wishing they would turn into a snake, tightly wrapped around his waist, and toss and turns as his rhythm progressed, and they would go crazy.
Legend has it that President Liu is talented and long and thick. All women who have ever enjoyed him are missed by the ultimate pleasure of being filled with his weapon and thrusting.
There were countless bedmates around him, from big-name stars, wealthy socialites, to restaurant waiters, each of them was a hot body, tall breasts, slender waists and long legs. Unfortunately, no one could be by his side for a long time. However, even so, those women still surround him like butterflies attracted by the fragrance of flowers, and even proud of being able to love him.
But Liu Yan's cruelty and ruthlessness are equally famous as his talent. No woman who is tired of him can get entangled in him, otherwise the miserable ending will be unpredictable. He will never be soft-hearted or compromise with his old lover.
Unless he was in bed, he might still have a hint of warm caress of his bedmates. After getting out of bed, he turned back to President Liu, who was indifferent and cold and had a sense of distance.
The black business sedan slowly stopped in front of the building. The driver in the suit and tie respectfully opened the door for the back seat. Liu Yan walked out of the car first. He was wearing a black suit, with a very tall figure and wide shoulders. He walked around to the door next to him, reached out and took a petite and pretty little girl from the car.
The little girl looks about 12 or 3 years old, and she is only a little above Liu Yan's waist
Her skin is as white as ice and snow, but her face is filled with a healthy halo of redness and healthy eyes, her eyes are big and bright, black and white, and her dense and long eyelashes are flashing like a feather fan.
The face is small, the cutest peach heart
She wore a pink dress on her little body, and her slender white legs were exposed under her pink gauze skirt.
Her cute ten toes were revealed in the small high-heeled sandals, each of which was lubricated like a small pearl.
The girl's hair is chestnut-colored and shines with a faint golden light, which is softly spread on her shoulders, with a curved curve at the ends of her hair. She also wears a pink hair card with a bow on her head.
The girl's little hands were firmly held in the palm of the tall man beside her. The man's long and narrow eyes that always seemed calm and ruthless when he looked at the girl, he seemed warm and tender when he was a child.
The man turned a blind eye to the reporters and media behind him, screaming, and the flashing camera. His eyes only remained on the little girl in front of him, and carefully led her towards his empire building.
Then the man lowered his voice and said to his subordinates beside him: Any photos and videos of Liu'er were taken, I will deal with them all. I will not allow anyone to reveal Liu'er's images.
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