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After a while, Asmontis took out an old black mobile phone and dialed a number.
After the call was connected, there was a rough voice, "Sloppy ghost, why are you looking for me so late?"
"Have you heard about the boss?" Asmontis said.
"Boss? Haha, have you seen the boss?" Azazel smiled happily: "I just talked to the boss on the phone yesterday, and the boss has come to participate in the Scitech Ratings Conference. I will leave tonight. When the time comes, everyone I can still get together!"
"Huh, I'm not talking about this, but the boss's cultivation base..."
"What's wrong with the boss? Breakthrough again?" Asazil said: "That's nothing strange. The boss's talent is already ridiculously high."
"No..." Asmontis said: "The old master has been abolished."
"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
At the end, Asazli said solemnly: "How many people know about this matter?"
"I don't know, but at present, no one has taken revenge on the boss," Asmontis said: "We must keep secrets, especially don't let Leviathan and Belial know that their big mouths It's not good to miss it."
"It's not that the brothers know about such a critical matter, and they don't dare to talk nonsense." Asazli sighed: "Unexpectedly, defeating the Black Emperor would do so much damage to the boss...
That sloppy ghost, you must protect the boss's safety before I get there, otherwise, I will kill you with a hammer! "
"Hmph, I don't need you to say that I know what to do," Asmontis said with a cold look: "Who dares to touch the boss's hair, I want him to never overdo it."
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Ye Fan didn't know that, on a whim, he made a joke, but made Asmontis and Asazli and the others become like enemies, for fear of him getting into trouble.
Of course, Ye Fan dared to make this kind of joke because of the strong relationship. Besides, he didn't think anyone would trouble him. He came this time, it was nothing more than a soy sauce.
Even the legendary summit, he is not interested, the big deal is that the title is no longer needed, he practices his own kung fu, and does not need others to evaluate his level.
When Ye Fan returned to the hotel, the lights in Su Qingxue's room were still on. Ye Fan drank some wine and was in a good mood. Naturally, he wanted to make friends and talk with his wife.
But when she knocked on the door and rang the doorbell, Su Qingxue was stunned.
"Wife, wife, open the door, why don't you ignore me?" Ye Fan stood at the door, very helpless.
After waiting for a few minutes, Su Qingxue replied, "Go away! Don't bother me!"
Ye Fan heard the woman's cold voice, he felt a little in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you, my wife? Did I make you angry?"
Su Qingxue finally walked to the door, opened the door, opened a gap in the door, and asked with a frosty face, "Where have you been today?"
"I went to the Louvre once and met a few friends. What's wrong?" Ye Fan asked.
"Huh, friend? Did you find a woman?" Su Qingxue sneered.
Ye Fan was a little nervous. Did Su Qingxue know that he and Xiao Xin'er went to the mall
"Wife, don't stare at me like that, I really didn't find a woman", Ye Fan argued, thinking, they are looking for me, can't it be counted
"You man who doesn't believe in words, I don't want to see you, get out! Don't disturb my work!" Su Qingxue closed the door again angrily.
Ye Fan stood outside the door, scratching his hair, why didn't he believe it
After thinking about it carefully, Ye Fan suddenly woke up and patted his forehead!
Yes! I said I would take Su Qingxue to Bali for fun, and the woman also extended the date of going back specially for this matter!
But I forgot about it today, and I didn’t come back until late after drinking and eating out!
Ye Fan felt very sorry at this moment, and naturally wanted to remedy it guiltily, but the woman was getting angry and begged her by himself, it is estimated that it would not be helpful.
Ye Fan reluctantly returned to his room first, feeling depressed, not knowing what to do, and simply started chatting with Feng Yueying in China.
If it was Ye Fan before, he would never spend his time chatting on his mobile phone, but after being accused by women of not caring enough, Ye Fan will now take the initiative to talk to women.
"Yingying, are you working?"
"I just arrived at the office, what's the matter, I still don't sleep yet."
"I miss you."
"Come less, I don't believe it, I spend my honeymoon with President Su, and want to get me?"
"Hey... What kind of honeymoon, I have only been here for two days, I don't know how many times I have been angry," Ye Fan sighed bitterly.
"What's the matter, are you making Mr. Su unhappy again?"
Ye Fan briefly talked about the matter, and said depressedly: "Am I really too distracted? I forgot what I promised..."
"Yeah, anyway, you should first tell Mr. Su clearly, where to go in the afternoon, and to have dinner with friends in the evening, if you keep her silent and leave her aside, of course she is not happy.
Although Mr. Su had suffered as a child, she is a young lady, after all, she is a favorite of thousands of people. If you don't take her seriously, it is strange that she is not angry," Feng Yueying said.
Ye Fan said in distress, "Yingying, what do you think I should do?"
"It's not easy. You are all in Bali. There are famous brand luxury stores everywhere. You can buy a few bags or shoes and give them to President Su. Girls, they all like these", Feng Yueying made a mischievous expression.
Ye Fan said: "But my wife is so rich, she can buy a lot if she wants to buy it, is this useful?"
"Idiot, does she have money, does it have anything to do with whether she likes it or not? Besides, you buy it, and she buys it herself, does it feel the same!?" Feng Yueying rolled her eyes.
Ye Fan suddenly realized, "It turns out that's the case! What should be bought is still to be bought, whether she can afford it or not!"
"Finally I want to understand? Okay, I'm going to work, no more chatting..." Feng Yueying said.
Ye Fan asked hurriedly, "Yingying, what do you like? I will buy you a few bags to go back?"
"I don't want it, just buy it for President Su," Feng Yueying said.
Ye Fan issued a laughing face: "I know this time, you said you don't want it, but I should buy it for you! Hahahaha..."
After chatting with Feng Yueying, Ye Fan feels much better and plans to buy some gifts tomorrow.
After practicing the exercises all night, after taking a cold shower in the morning, I found someone outside my room.
Ye Fan got dressed, opened the door, and he saw the foggy night, wearing a red and black one-piece dress, carrying a Chanel bag, and wearing high heels, standing there charmingly and charmingly.