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Feng Yueying yelled and giggled, trying to push the man away.
But the more he resisted, the more excited Ye Fan became.
Just unbuttoning Feng Yueying's front body, she heard the phone ring.
"Husband! Husband! I want to answer the phone!"
"No! Take a fart call!"
"Then what if it's Mr. So calling it!?"
Ye Fan immediately fell into a cold blood, remembering that Su Qingxue now has Ghost Valley. Although she said she didn't monitor her, she should be careful.
After all, as soon as the wife left, she went to the company to make love with her lover, which is a bit too much...
Ye Fan had no choice but to leave the disheveled Feng Yueying to answer the phone.
The woman held back her smile, looked at Ye Fan who was a little frightened, ran to the table and pressed the answer button.
A female secretary's voice came over there: "President Feng, do I need to arrange a special car for the afternoon city hall meeting?"
Ye Fan let out a long sigh of relief when it heard that it wasn't Su Qingxue.
Feng Yueying pursed her lips and smiled, and replied, "No, I will drive over by myself."
"Good Mr. Feng..."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Yueying walked up to Ye Fan, while arranging her clothes, she said: "Look, it scares you, okay, let's talk about it at night, I really have work to do."
Ye Fan's interest also diminished at this moment, and stood up and said, "Well, I'll go to you again tonight... But there is something, you can help me deal with it."
"What's the matter?" Feng Yueying blinked.
"That Jiang... don't let him stand in the underground garage. Although he doesn't have any great skills, he is an old employee, loyal and not easy," Ye Fan said.
Feng Yueying was stunned, and then smiled understandingly: "You are so nostalgic, I know, I'll let someone help him transfer a job later.
But now the company’s headquarters is under intense competition, and he really can’t handle many positions, and I can’t be too partial to him, otherwise many people will feel dissatisfied.
In fact, Hongyu was forced to transfer him down because of helplessness, but keeping his original salary was already a special consideration for him. "
Ye Fan nodded, "Just change to a more normal position, not to be a manager."
"Okay, leave it to me, dear, just go away with peace of mind," Feng Yueying said, pushing Ye Fan out of the office.
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you pushing me? I'll go by myself! Hey! I'm also very busy, okay!? Really, I'm a vagrant who has nothing to do!?"
In the woman's laughter, Ye Fan left the office.
Shaking his head, Ye Fan sighed. Seeing that it was almost noon, he rushed to the Ziye Tea House.
Although the area around Qingshan Lake has been bought by Ye Fan, the teahouse has resumed business since Xiaojin left.
Of course Ning Zimo is not bad for money, but this teahouse was left by her grandfather.
She has been here for so many years, and she has studied tea art for several years. She has feelings for the tables and chairs here, and she is naturally willing to open them all the time.
Ye Fan hasn't been here for a few days, to see Ning Zimo, although the woman has always been very busy, taking over the underground forces of Beijing and Xiangcheng cannot be done in a day or two.
But when the woman was busy, Ye Fan was still quite guilty. He spent too little time with Ning Zimo, but Ning Zimo was sympathetic to him and did not complain.
Zizhulin is now the largest underground gang in Xia Kingdom, so it is of course its status.
Many outsiders think that Qingshan Lake is covered by Zizhu Forest, so the official background is strong.
Although it is said that Sun Qian and several elite Buffaloes have left Huahai in order to take the Jidan 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 warriors with high literacy, so that the personnel here have good combat effectiveness.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived outside the tea house, the place was full of luxury cars, and the tea house was filled with the atmosphere of a large number of ancient warriors.
Thinking of the days when I used to ride my bicycle leisurely and come here to eat and drink, I really miss it.
Of course, Ye Fan didn't think it was bad now, just because some hidden dangers had not been eliminated.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Xiao Zhao, who was waiting, ran out.
"Brother Fan! You are here, how long hasn't it been!" Zhao Zhong said with excitement.
Ye Fan patted him on the shoulder.
"Thanks to the blessing of Brother Fan and Miss, I took some panacea, and finally got to the innate. It's a pity that my qualifications are average, so that's it," Xiao Zhao said gratefully.
"It's okay, you're not too old, you still have time," Ye Fan asked as he walked: "Where's Ning'er? In the room?"
Xiao Zhao grinned: "The eldest lady is in the back garden. Since the Guwu Revival Movement, our Purple Leaf Tea House has been really lively, and there are not enough staff!"
"Oh? There are a lot of ancient martial artists here, what are they doing?" Ye Fan wondered, "Does anyone dare to trouble you?"
"That's not the case. Although the eldest lady hasn't advertised that our backstage is Brother Fan you, many forces and sects still dare not provoke us.
After all, some people still know that we are related to you, Brother Fan, and now Zizhulin is strong and strong, and there are many masters", Xiao Zhao said.
Ye Fan nodded, he thought about it, even if he didn't announce anything publicly, many people would know the relationship between Ning Zimo and him.
"In fact, there is a good business here and there are many ancient warriors, mainly because they regard it as the best place for ancient warriors to socialize.
Brother Fan, think about it, the ancient warriors will meet each other to deal with each other. It is always necessary to discuss and discuss.
The ordinary cafes and restaurants in the city can't afford this kind of venue and environment. Only our Purple Leaf Tea House, which has a venue, is quiet, and there are already many ancient warriors here.
Especially our eldest lady, who is also a master at the concentrating state now, many ancient warriors come here to ask the eldest lady for guidance," Xiao Zhao explained.
Ye Fan couldn't help laughing, the realm of concentration, for the world of ancient martial arts, is indeed a top expert, when he was not qualified to contact the clan, he also felt that concentration was very powerful.
Listening to Xiao Zhao, this purple leaf tea house, the ancient warrior group regards this as a professional communication platform.
Ancient warriors, many people who either have a background or are high-income people, they are not bad at money, they are probably disdainful of places that are too ordinary.
Here, Ziye Tea House can not only learn and exchange, but also eat and drink, and the environment is high-level and quiet, which just meets their needs.
When he came to the back garden, Ye Fan looked out, the bluestone martial arts training ground surrounded by green trees was very magnificent.
There are plenty of tables, chairs, parasols, fruit trays and tea beside you.
There are two pairs of ancient warriors on the field, competing against each other.
And beside them, there were fifty or sixty guests of all ages, men and women, chatting and laughing happily.
The Guwu subordinates in Zizhulin were patrolling nearby, standing guard, full of energy.
Ning Zimo was at a table of guests, sipping tea with a few ancient warriors, but he was obviously absent-minded.
Seeing Ye Fan coming, the woman immediately got up, smiled and waved.
The three ancient warriors at the same table, two men and one woman, saw Ning Zimo enthusiastically waving to a young man, and they all looked at Ye Fan with weird eyes...