"You want to play, huh? Then I'll play with you guys." Ye Yan sneered and walked straight into the elevator.
"Wow, Mr. Ye is straightforward!" These people eagerly crowded into the elevator.
They were arm in arm as if they were very close.
But Ye Yan just sneered seeing this.
They were just a bunch of playboys who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. It was really simple to manipulate them in the palm of his hand.
The elevator door opened again on the eighth floor.
Ye Yan pushed aside the man in front of him and walked out of the elevator with a cold face.
The people behind him disdainfully sneered at his back.
What's with the pretense?
When this bastard was just brought in from the countryside, he was as scared of them as a little quail. They made him drink, and he chugged from a large cup, drinking until his stomach bled without daring to stop.
