Yan Mixin lowered her head to look at her own attire. She was wearing a skirt and ten-centimeter high heels, but she couldn't reach the maximum performance of the car. She would talk about it later,

Jun Zhiyuan's men opened the car door for them, and both Yan Mixin and Jun Zhiyuan got into the back seat.

In fact, Jun Zhiyuan still likes to drive by himself. Only he can experience the joy of driving, so Jun Zhiyuan does not need a driver. But going to the banquet today is different, so he restrained himself a lot.

"Baby, let's go to Wanlong Mountain when we come back."

Yan Mixin raised her head and looked at Jun Zhiyuan in surprise. Did she hear it right? He wanted to go to Wanlong Mountain with her? That was a place where Yan Mixin often went alone. Wanlong Mountain there was worthy of its name and could be compared with Qiu Ming Mountain.

There are a total of 9981 small bays and large bays, which are good places for racing. Usually those racing players will go to Wanlong Mountain to race at night.

Looking for another kind of excitement from boring city life,

In fact, Yan Mixin doesn't know that Jun Zhiyuan likes these things because she likes them. Her hobbies are also his hobbies. He doesn't have any hobbies. He used to think that his hobby was killing people, and he was covered in murder.

He is bloodthirsty, he likes to use a knife to cut off other people's flesh one by one, and happily appreciates the painful expressions of others. This is also the origin of Jun Zhiyuan's name as Hell Shura.

And now Jun Zhiyuan's hobby is to pamper Yan Mixin. He will give her whatever she likes and wants.

Along the way, Jun Zhiyuan and the others were not hindered by any obstacles in their car. There were even police cars driving up in front of them. They were so impressive that they stopped and gave way wherever they went.

In Yan Mixin's eyes, Jun Zhiyuan was so strong that he was so strong, but she liked him.

Soon they arrived at the banquet site. At this moment, the Emperor's parking lot was already filled with all kinds of good cars. Maserati, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Buick, Land Rover, cars with names that they knew and cars with unknown names were packed.

the entire parking lot,

As long as there is a little gap, there will be cars drilling in.

There were even cars parked outside the Emperor's Company. Is this really as simple as a banquet?

It can be seen from those luxury cars that the identities of these people are not simple. I am afraid that there are not many people who can recruit these people.
Chapter completed!