Chapter 4239 Why Be a CEO? Isn't Running a Stall Better? (44)
Su Qiao rolled her eyes, set down the book, and said, "What did you think this was, a gang fight? Should I hire more thugs?"
"This is a law-based society, and we're living in peacetime. Fighting isn't allowed. I'm a law-abiding citizen, after all. I only did a great good deed yesterday, so how could I be so violent?"
Good. Just don't start throwing punches at the drop of a hat later. There are so many people watching.
Su Qiao: "..."
He had some nerve. He'd actually learned how to turn her own tactics against her.
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"Xiao Qiao, long time no see."
Gu Hualei adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose. A cold glint passed through the lenses and shot straight at Su Qiao.
The auntie selling socks nearby watched the young man elegantly sit down on a little stool, then leaned toward Su Qiao and asked in a whisper, "Girl, this isn't your brother too, is he?"
She had been setting up her stall for three days, and three men who looked like they came from extraordinary backgrounds had shown up one after another.
And each one was more handsome and imposing than the last. All of them had arrived in luxury cars.
They were all rich people!
Gu Hualei gave her a cold look.
The auntie hurriedly backed away, carried her little stool to the other side of the stall, and never dared come near again.
This man looked refined and scholarly, but he gave off the feeling that he meant trouble. He clearly wasn't someone to provoke.
Su Qiao wasn't afraid in the slightest. In fact, she smiled brightly. "So it's you."
"You've changed quite a bit. I almost didn't recognize you."