C237 Decline

Su Xi was a little nervous. As a woman, she might be a strong businessman, but in the end, she was still a little timid when facing a man like Wang Batian.

Wang Batian sat at the head of the group. In his hand was Lafite, one mouthful after another. A strong smell of alcohol wafted from him, but his eyes constantly swept over Su Xi's body.

"Director Su