"Be careful!" the man pushing the cart shouted heart-wrenchingly.

But it's too late.

The sharp chair fell straight to Jiang Na and Pan Xiu who were sitting on the stool together, and towards them the sharp corners of the chair.

The two turned around and could only watch the sharp corners constantly magnify in front of their eyes. Everything happened too suddenly, and they didn't even react.

The people next to them were even more aware that their brains were preempting their actions and conveying pain and fear, which led to their own stiffness.

At this moment, a figure closest to them ran directly over.

Jun Wan ran over with one hand and pulled the zipper from beginning to end when she ran over with two steps. The next moment, her straight and slender legs kicked out with the angle of half-rotating.

With a loud "bang", the chair was kicked out directly.

The airflow carried the two men's heads and turned the bangs on their foreheads back a little.

The chair fell to the ground, broke one leg and rolled several times.

Everyone's eyes fell directly on Jun Wan who was taking action.

She was wearing a mask and couldn't see her face clearly. Because of the isolation of glasses, her eyes looked a little blurred, and she could only see a beautiful shadow.

"Who is she...?"

Someone murmured subconsciously with a dry throat.

Jun Wan patted the dust stained on her clothes, raised her hand to pass through the back of her neck, and lifted her long hair wrapped in her coat, and her movements were neat and calm.

"Okay, so strong." Jiang Naren was stunned and looked at Jun Wan blankly and said, "Thank you..."

"No need." Jun Wan walked to the side of the cart, took out a stool from it, dragged it to Jiang Na and the others' table, put it down and sat down, and said in a cold voice: "A small matter."

Can this be called a trivial matter?

Jiang Na turned around mechanically.

There was also silence next to it, silent.

There were even a few big anchors quietly observing Jun Wan and kept thinking to themselves: "Which anchor is this?"

"Have you seen this person before? Could it be a new anchor? Judging from his skills, I'm afraid he will become popular in less than a few months, right? Will it threaten their status at that time?"

There were also some live broadcast company owners present, and they were already ready to ask Jun Wan if she had a company.

To put it bluntly, the anchor is another form of internet celebrities.

Like celebrities, if you want to attract fans, you must first have your own unique charm, or you can just use your skills.

But you are not the only one who can play with skills, you still have to have that attractive spirit.

There is no doubt that Jun Wan has.

Just as everyone was secretly paying attention to Jun Wan.

Xie Hou had already recognized it through those familiar eyes.

"Damn!" Xie Hou lowered his voice, "Boss, when did you come here!"

Yes, since I discovered that Junyuan Hotel was indeed booming under Junwan's management, Xie Hou planned to work with Junwan no matter what.

"What?" Jiang Na stood up suddenly, "Is she the boss?"

Pan Xiu also looked incredible.

Jun Wan took off the mask, looked at Jiang Na and said calmly: "Yes, I am."

This... I thought that rich second generation was a man!

Jun Wan took the hot tea handed over by Xie Hou and put it steadily on the table.

She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Na. That glance made Jiang Na, a very hot-hearted 'real man', couldn't help but tense her skin.

"Sit." Jun Wan said concisely.

Before Jiang Naren could react, she had already sat down very obediently.

Jiang Na is now obedient, let alone Pan Xiu?

"My company has not been officially opened yet. Of course, you don't have to worry about the start-up capital, after all, it's a rich second generation." She looked at Jiang Na and smiled, "There is still a little support."

Jiang Na's face was red and she heard what she said just now?

"Also, fairness and justice are perfect. If there is any discussion... If you are the boss or shareholder who is on par with me, I will." Jun Wan tapped her fingers on the table, "But you are not, so I decided to do it. You just need to be responsible for the implementation. Of course, I will respect your opinions to the greatest extent possible."

Jun Wan held her hands together, held it on the table, completely controlling the scene, "You are welcome to join me, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to join. Today I will be like to meet and make friends."

What this means is that if you are more than you, you are less than you are less, don’t think about putting on airs.

Xie Hou saw Jiang Na who was still whispering just now couldn't say a word, and Pan Xiu's difficult assistant stopped talking.

Xie Hou kicked Jiang Na quietly, and Jiang Na suddenly came back to her senses and said with a smile: "We will definitely consider this carefully, boss... what do you call me?"

"Jun Wan."

"Miss Junwan, don't worry, if I join, I will definitely broadcast it live!"

"Me, so do I..." Pan Xiu's voice was small.

"But what about us, we just hope that the company will not criticize our hard-earned money." Jiang Na smiled.

Jun Wan frowned, "Are you doubting my character?"

Jiang Na closed her voice suddenly.

She felt that even when she was a newcomer, she was not so nervous when she was chatting with her former boss!

"Today I brought the contract, and I referred to the standards of other companies on the market, and formulated it after optimization." Jun Wan said while looking at the time. Yan Shengsi was coming, and he might not be able to find her.

"You see first, I'll pick someone up." Jun Wan stood up and walked outside.

Jiang Na immediately began to read.

Pan Xiu hesitated for a moment before reaching out to hold it. As soon as she looked at two pages, her phone vibrated. When she clicked on it, she saw that it was a message from her sister Pan Jingjing.

Pan Xiu's face was gloomy for a moment, he deleted the information, ignored it, and continued to look at the contract in his hand.

Jun Wan walked towards the gate, and the people around her kept turning their eyes.

Because she was not wearing a mask, everyone could see her face clearly.

He is very beautiful, and he is definitely the kind of face that can be shot on camera. Moreover, his eyes are filled with a bit of careless indifference. It is really the favorite tune of young people today, and it can be popular!

The bosses of those live broadcasting room companies are a little ready to move.

"Tsk, look at you so cowardly." A man sneered when he saw this, "He has appeared here, can he still not want to broadcast live? He doesn't dare to go on the show, right?"

Perhaps it is because Jun Wan's aura is too strong.

But this man is the person in charge of An Yu Live.

He didn't care about this. When Jun Wan came outside the gate, he followed him out with a confident look on his face.

"Hello." He directly grabbed Jun Wan, "Are you an anchor?"

"No." Jun Wan glanced at him, and wanted to leave.

But he was stopped by the man, "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking. I think you have the potential to be an anchor. Come to Anyu, I guarantee you can become popular."

His eyes fell on Jun Wan's face, feeling that this woman was becoming more and more attractive. In addition, Jun Wan's appearance was so inactive that he felt a little more conquered.

"Do you know how much money our anchor can make at most?" He didn't believe the woman was not moved and gestured five fingers, "At least this number a month."

He took out his business card from his pocket and smiled contemptuously, "If you figure it out, call me anytime. It will be easy for a beautiful woman to go up and seize some opportunities. I say so, can you understand?"

"My business card is very expensive and it's not light. Do you understand if you keep it well?"

While smiling, he slowly leaned his business card towards Jun Wan.

He was full of suggestive meaning and wanted to stuff the business card into Jun Wan's chest.

But the next moment, Jun Wan suddenly held down his hand.

"Hehe." Jun Wan sneered and used force hard on her hands!

With a click, the man suddenly let out a pig-killing scream.

Many people looked here at the same time, but found that the man was kneeling on the ground by Jun Wan twisting one hand, while Jun Wan stared at the man with a smile, "Does it hurt? Do you want me to let go?"

The man was extremely resentful, but at this moment he could only nod.

Jun Wan handed out the business card, put it on his mouth and said with a smile: "Let me see how much this thing is worth."

"Come on, open your mouth and hold your precious noodles firmly!"

The man burst into tears in pain, but he whispered: "Do you know which group we Anyu Live is affiliated with? Let me tell you, I can make you unable to survive in Beijing."

"Yo?" Jun Wan increased the strength in her hand and chuckled: "Let's talk."

"We are under the Beijing Yanjia Group!"

"Yan Family?" Jun Wan raised her eyebrows and her smile became brighter. "Who is the subordinate of the Yan Family?"

"Yan Zhiyuan? Yan Mingcheng?"

"How do you know?" The man looked terrified.
Chapter completed!