Yang ZiXi angrily threw a stack of A4 paper to the ground and walked away in high heels.,Soon, a man in a suit came down from the Mercedes-Benz S600, holding a black umbrella and running to Chen Hua's side to shield him from the rain.,Then, a white-haired old man emerged from the Rolls-Royce, flanked by several umbrella-wielding men in suits, who all bowed deeply before Chen Hua.。