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Feng Yueying exclaimed, giggled, trying to push the man away.

But the more he resisted like this, the more excited Ye Fan became.

As soon as I unbuttoned the button in front of Feng Yueying, I heard the phone ringing."

Husband! Husband! I'm going to answer the phone!"

No! Take a fart call!"

What if it was called by Mr. Su?” Ye

Fan's blood suddenly became cold. I remembered that Su Qingxue had a Guigu now. Although she said she would not monitor her own people, it would be better to be careful.

As soon as my wife left, she went to the company to be intimate with her lover. This is a bit too much...

Ye Fan had no choice but to put Feng Yueying, who was disheveled, to answer the phone.

The woman held back her smile, looked at Ye Fan, who was a little scared, ran to the table and pressed the answer button.

A female secretary's voice came from there: "Mr. Feng, do you need to arrange a special car at the afternoon city hall meeting?"

It wasn't Su Qingxue, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Yueying smiled with a pursed lips and replied: "No need, I'll drive over by myself."

OK Mr. Feng…”

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yueying walked to Ye Fan, and while cleaning her clothes, she said, "Look, let's talk about it tonight. I really have a job to be busy."

Ye Fan's interest was weakened at this moment, and he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go find you again in the evening... But there's something, you can help me deal with it."

What's the matter?" Feng Yueying blinked.

That Jiang Chao...Don't let him stand in the underground garage. Although he has no great skills, he is an old employee at least, loyal and not easy," said Ye Fan.

Feng Yueying was stunned for a moment, then smiled understandingly and said, "You are so nostalgic. I understand. I will ask someone to help him transfer a position later.

However, now the company headquarters is under great competition pressure, and he is really unable to take on many positions. I can't favor him too much, otherwise many people will be dissatisfied.

In fact, Hongyu had no choice but to transfer him down, but retaining his original salary was already a special care for him."

Ye Fan nodded, "Just change to a normal position, you don't have to be a management team."

"Okay, leave it to me, my dear, please leave with peace of mind." Feng Yueying said, and pushed Ye Fan out of the office.

Fan was so amused and laughed, "Why are you pushing me? I can leave myself! Hello! I am also very busy, okay? I really think I am unemployed and have nothing to do!?"

Amid the woman's laughter, Ye Fan left the office.

After shaking his head, Ye Fan sighed, and seeing that it was almost noon, he rushed to the Ziye Teahouse.

However, Ye Fan has bought the entire area near Qingshan Lake, but since Xiao Jin left, the teahouse has resumed business.

Of course Zi Mo is not short of money, but this teahouse was left by her grandfather.

After so many years here, she has been learning tea art for several years. She has feelings for every table and chair here. If she can open it, she is naturally willing to keep it open. Ye

Fan hasn't come here for some days, so he has seen Ning Zimo. Although the woman has always been very busy, she can't handle all the underground forces in Beijing and Xiangcheng in one or two days.

But even though the woman was busy, Ye Fan felt quite guilty. He spent too little time with Ning Zimo, but Ning Zimo understood him and did not complain.

Zizhu Forest is now the largest underground gang in Xia Kingdom, so it naturally has a transcendent status.

Many outsiders think that Qingshan Lake is wrapped in purple bamboo forest, so the official background is strong.

Although Sun Qian and several elite Bafumi had left Huahai in order to take the foundation-building pill and strengthen their cultivation, the strength of the ancient warriors here has not weakened.

When Xu Lingshan was still in Huahai, she helped Ning Zimo train a group of ancient martial artists with high qualities, so that the people here all had excellent combat effectiveness.

As soon as Ye Fan arrived outside the teahouse, he found that there were luxury cars parked here, and there was a lot of ancient martial artists in the teahouse.

I miss the days when I once rode my bicycle leisurely and came here to eat and drink freely.

Of course, Ye Fan didn't think it was bad now, it was just that some hidden dangers had not been removed.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Xiao Zhao, who was waiting, ran out.

"Brother Fan! You are here, how long has it been gone!" Zhao Zhonghongguang said excitedly. Ye

Fan patted his shoulder, "It's not bad, it's all born with great success?"

I asked Brother Fan and Miss to be blessed and took some magic pills. I finally got to the point of being born, but unfortunately I was just as qualified as I am," Xiao Zhao said gratefully.

"It's okay, you're not old, you still have time," Ye Fan asked while walking, "Where is Ning'er? In the room?"

Zhao grinned and said, "Miss is in the back garden. Since the ancient martial arts revival movement, our purple leaf teahouse has been really lively and there are not enough people!"

"Oh? There are many ancient martial artists here. What are they here for?" Ye Fan wondered, "Is there anyone who dares to cause trouble for you?"

That's not. Although the young lady didn't promote everywhere that our backstage was Brother Fan, many forces and sects still dare not provoke us.

Some people still know that we have something to do with Brother Fan, and now the Zizhu Forest is strong and there are many masters," Xiao Zhao said.

Ye Fan nodded, and he thought about it. Even if he didn't announce anything publicly, many people think that Ning Zimo and him have a relationship."

In fact, the business here is good, and there are many ancient martial artists. The main reason is that they regard this place as the best social place for ancient martial arts. Fan

Brother, think about it, ancient martial artists meet and deal with each other, and they always need to discuss. How much is it, you can’t talk about it with your mouth.

The average cafe and restaurant in the city can not give such venues and environments. Only our Ziye Teahouse has venues and is quiet, and there are many ancient martial artists here.

Especially our eldest lady, we are now also a master in the Concentration Realm. Many ancient martial artists come here to ask for guidance from the eldest lady," Xiao Zhao explained.

Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh. The realm of concentrating the mind was indeed a top expert in the secular ancient martial arts world. When he was not qualified to contact the clan, he also thought that concentrating the mind was very powerful.

Xiao Zhao means that the ancient martial artists regard this purple leaf teahouse as a professional communication platform.

Many ancient martial artists either have background or have high income groups. They are not short of money. They probably don’t want to go to ordinary places.

The Ziye Teahouse is where you can exchange conversations and eat and drink, and the environment is high-end and quiet, just meet their needs.

When he arrived at the back garden, Ye Fan looked out, and the bluestone martial arts training ground surrounded by green trees was resting and recuperating.

There are a lot of tables, chairs, parasols, fruit trays and tea.

There are two pairs of ancient martial artists on the top, who are competing and competing.

And beside them, there were fifty or sixty guests, both men, women, young and old, chatting and laughing there.

The ancient martial arts subordinates of Zizhu Forest patrol beside each other, standing on the back, each full of energy.

Ning Zimo was drinking tea with a few ancient martial artists at a table of guests, but was obviously a little absent-minded.

When the woman saw Ye Fan coming, she immediately stood up and waved with a smile.
Chapter completed!