One month later.
Stellaris Industries is a company that no one in Yakwen City knows. It is a globally renowned company, involved in various fields, with its own industrial links in different developed countries, and is considered the number one player in the business world.
The company's top ruler, Ryan, is a business legend. The young 27-year-old president, who has been on the Forbes list of young entrepreneurs for three consecutive years, is worth hundreds of millions of dollars and has the looks and body that all women are crazy about.
Unfortunately, Ryan, a man with a remarkable mind, in addition to galloping in the business world, a hand in the sky, but also for women is picky to harsh, if not a first-class beauty looks and figure, never want to climb into his bed.
And the well-known secret is that Ryan loves a woman, and that woman is
Inside the vast and luxurious villa, a group of black-clad bodyguards occupied all the corners, observing the surrounding movements at all times.
In the oversized taekwondo room, twenty good-looking maids holding towels, red wine, fragrant tea and other paraphernalia stood neatly and respectfully on one side of the stage, each with big round eyes glinting with anticipation as they looked straight at the entrance.
Not long after, a tall and upright figure appeared. They saw, immediately panicked, but a red little face hanging down heads.
Shouting in unison, "Boss Ryan!!!"
Ryan's face is expressionless, tossed short flowing hair will be draped in a large towel pulled, casually thrown aside, the next moment fast as a cheetah-like agile body into the stage, with an unstoppable regal aura of bitterness and dominance.
The violent sound of fists and feet hitting the sandbags rang out loud and clear in the taekwondo room.
All the maids can't control themselves and secretly lift their eyelids to glance at the center of the stage. At the moment, practicing boxing is practicing intensely, man.
There is hardly a person in the maid business, especially a woman, who does not want to come and work in Ryan's home.
The high salary is one of the reasons two: Ryan's house covers a vast area, but there are many maids and the workload is shared down to a relatively small amount. The third is: they have a unique benefit, which is the male sex.
Every week, Ryan, in addition to sniping to keep them away, swimming, boxing, fencing, golf and other recreational exercises will be waiting on the side. Not only can I secretly admire Ryan's handsome and charming handsome face, and can occasionally see his perfect enough to rival the models to make all women nosebleed the golden ratio of the body.
After half an hour of practice, Ryan's naked upper body was covered with a layer of sweat.
Under the white light, his long body is 6.1 feet, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wheat-coloured naked skin, crystal water droplets along his full and full of power and explosive muscles winding drip, and then down a brown camouflage pants, feet on special military boots, the whole man heroic, emitting an aggressive awe, interpretation of the man's proud fortitude.
Then look at the man looks evil, unrestrained, handsome, and extraordinary. The flowing black hair was wet with sweat, a few wisps posted on the entire forehead, narrow and deep eagle eyes, the bridge of the nose perfect as if a Greek statue, thin lips slightly pursed emitting a deadly seductive force.
After a few more moments of practice, the door to the taekwondo room was pushed open, and a straight man in a black suit strode up to the stage and shouted in a low voice, "Ryan!"
Ryan lands a few spicy left and right hooks before stopping with a gasp and quickly drilling the table.
"Ryan, towels!" The new maid came forward and blushed as she handed over the towel.
Standing in front of Ryan, her delicate body looks more and more petite, sniffing the solid male scent emanating from Ryan's body. Her small face is so red that it seems to be able to drip blood.
Ryan lowered his hawk-like dark eyes, glanced at her soft face, and raised his hand to pick up her jaw, slightly measuring the meeting; he asked in a flat tone, "Division?"
"Mmm!" The maid incomparably shyly bit her red lips and gently nodded her head.
Narrowing his dark eyes dangerously, he withdrew his hand and commanded in an unabashedly revealing manner, "Get yourself cleaned up and go wait for me in your room!"
The maid, as if she had received a great favour, rejoiced and shyly withdrew.
Ryan glanced at the woman's distant back, contemptuously pulled his lips, then sat down in a chair, looked at the man on the side, and inquired indifferently, "How was it?"
Daniel stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Ryan, the woman is caught!"
At that, Ryan's fingers just holding the red wine glass handed to him by the maid tightened, and the dark eyes suddenly erupted with a dense, hostile, cold light.