My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Ye Chen's sudden appearance stunned everyone in the conference room.

"Pierre, what's going on?"

Miles said indifferently: "How could someone come in?"

"Boss, I have arranged for someone to guard the door."

A look of astonishment flashed in Pierre's eyes, then he looked at Ye Chen and scolded: "You brat, who are you? How did you get in."

Some other mafia members all looked at Ye Chen warily.

"Of course you just walked in like this. Do you still want to carry me in?"

Ye Chen shrugged and said casually.

"You brat, this is not a place for you to act wild."

A man in black standing not far from Ye Chen suddenly punched Ye Chen.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and moved. Everyone present didn't even see his movements clearly. They heard their companion scream, and his strong body flew out and hit the wall.

The faces of the other mafiosi changed, and they reached into their pockets, looking at Ye Chen warily.

"You have good skills. When did London have a master like you? Who are you?"

Miles stood up suddenly and said seriously.

"I am the person you are looking for, the general person in charge sent by the Su Group."

Ye Chen spread his hands and said calmly.

"Mr. Ye, they are members of the mafia, please leave quickly."

Zheng Yuan suddenly shouted at Ye Chen with a pale face.

"Old boy, you talk a bit too much."

A ferocious look flashed across the face of a man in black next to him. He grabbed Zheng Yuan and stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.

Ye Chen frowned, a chill flashing in his eyes.

Miles narrowed his eyes and looked directly at Ye Chen, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became a little depressing.

"Very well, courageous."

With a smile on his face, Miles picked up the contract on the table and said calmly: "Sign this contract and I can forgive you for your mistake just now."

Ye Chen took the contract and glanced at it. The contract stated that Mei Ling's European market share would be assigned to a cosmetics company, and the formula of Mei Ling would also be shared.

No wonder Zheng Yuan didn't dare to sign the contract. He obviously wanted to take possession of Mei Ling as his own.

Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth and tore the contract in his hand into pieces.

Miles' face instantly darkened to the extreme, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that this new guest has not realized the current situation. Pierre, teach him a lesson."

"Just do it and let him breathe."

Pierre stretched out his hand and said indifferently.

The other mafia members in the conference room couldn't wait any longer and suddenly pounced on Ye Chen.

More than a dozen big men in black directly surrounded Ye Chen inside and outside. Miles had a smile on his face. As soon as he sat down on the chair, his face suddenly froze.

Countless screams echoed in the conference room. In just a blink of an eye, more than a dozen of his subordinates fell to the ground, and their blood spattered on the walls of the conference room. The strong smell of blood made the people fall to the ground. Some members of the branch looked even paler.

Pierre suddenly reached into his pocket and was about to take out the gun. Ye Chen looked at him indifferently and said calmly: "If I were you, I wouldn't choose to take out the gun at this time."

"Fuck, yellow-skinned monkey, who are you scaring?"

A ferocious look flashed across Pierre's face, and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun.

He was going to shoot Ye Chen.

Ye Chen flicked his right hand slightly, and a white force flashed through the air, directly penetrating Pierre's eyebrows.

With a bang, Pierre's body fell directly to the ground, and scarlet blood splashed onto Miles' face.

Miles' body suddenly became stiff.

"You can talk quietly now."

Marven walked to Miles' side, pulled out a chair, sat down, and said with a slight smile.

Miles looked at the corpses on the ground. The smile on Ye Chen's face was like a ghost's smile, which made Miles suddenly shiver.

These people were all elites of the mafia, and they were killed by the Chinese in front of them in such a short period of time.

Miles has been in the Mafia for so many years and has seen some ruthless characters, but he has never seen such a ruthless character as Xiang Yechen.

"Sir, I admit that you are very powerful. I, Miles, admit defeat today, but if you kill our mafia people, you can't get out of London, and you can't protect them."

Miles swallowed and gritted his teeth.

"Whether you can get out of London or not is not up to you. Please tell Nick a message for me. The Phantom is not something he can get involved with."

Ye Chen said calmly: "Go away."

A look of horror flashed in Miles's eyes, he stood up from the chair tremblingly, and ran outside desperately.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Chen looked at some employees hiding in the corner and said softly.

"We're fine. You...you actually killed the Mafia people. Now you're in big trouble. You'd better leave Europe and go back to China now."

Zheng Yuan said with a panic look on his face.

"It's okay, this matter has nothing to do with you, I will handle it."

Ye Chen stood up with a serious face, bent down and said, "Thank you for not abandoning the company until now. On behalf of Mr. Su, I would like to express my gratitude and guilt to you."

"We are all old people in the company. We left China and came to London with the intention of doing our best for the development of the company. Who would have thought that we would encounter such a thing."

Zheng Yuan sighed.

"Are any company employees injured?" Ye Chen asked.

"Some employees were injured, but they have all been sent to the hospital for treatment. There is no life-threatening danger."

Zheng Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Is the company still running now?" Ye Chen asked.

"Since these mafia people came, the company has been unable to operate. "

Zheng Yuan said with a wry smile.

"You all should go back and rest now. Don't work during this period. I will notify you to go to work after I resolve this matter."

Marven said with a smile: "On behalf of the company during this period, I will pay compensation to each of you."

"Mr. Ye, can we go back to China?"

A Chinese girl with a pale face gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to speak.

"Of course, I understand how you feel. If you are willing to go back, I will ask the company for instructions and help you arrange a flight back."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "You can go back to the head office directly to work."

"That's great, thank you Mr. Ye."

Several employees showed a hint of joy on their faces, bowed to Ye Chen quickly, and then left in a hurry.

"Mr. Ye..."

Zheng Yuan said hesitantly.

"Minister Zheng, I know what you are worried about. Go back and recuperate your body and have a good sleep. Everything will be fine. Trust me and Mr. Su."

Ye Chen patted Zheng Yuan's shoulder, and at the same time a ray of Yuanli penetrated in, and said with a smile.

"I believe Mr. Su."

Zheng Yuan nodded, turned and left the conference room.

Ye Chen disposed of the body on the ground, called Avril, and then turned around and left the office building.

"Hades, get in the car."

As soon as Ye Chen walked downstairs, a fiery red Ferrari stopped in front of Ye Chen. Avril said to Ye Chen wearing sunglasses. (To be continued)