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Chapter 1,707 Yan Fei¡¯s Invitation

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    After Ye Qiu finished the phone call, he was going to see Zhang Qingqing. Zhang Qingqing was now discharged from the hospital.

    ¡°Originally, based on her condition, she should have rested for more than a month, but in order not to affect the company¡¯s operations, she now goes to work despite being sick.

    Ye Qiu tried to persuade her to no avail. He could only ask the medicated kitchen to make several medicated meals for Zhang Qingqing every day to help her recover quickly.

    But just as he was about to go to the company, Yan Fei called.

    "Ye Qiu, are you free?"

    Yan Fei¡¯s light voice came.

    Ye Qiu asked: "What's the matter?"

    "My dad asked me to invite you to come to my house for dinner to thank you." Yan Fei paused and then threatened: "You must come over. I have other things to ask you, otherwise I will tell others and you let me take pictures."  Those videos are all fake!¡±

    Ye Qiu was speechless. Although the last financial crisis had passed, it had only been less than three months. If Yan Fei said that the video was fake at this time, there would probably be a lot of trouble.

    But this is probably a joke.

    Ye Qiu thought for a while and realized that he had nothing to do anyway, so he said, "Okay, where?"

    Yan Fei reported a location, not at her home, but at a Taekwondo training center in Linhai City.

    When he arrived at the location and looked around, Ye Qiu found that this place was considered a high-end club, with luxury cars parked at the entrance, and the taekwondo training hall Yan Fei mentioned was in this club.

    As soon as we entered the club, a waitress came over: "Hello sir, how can I help you?"

    Ye Qiu took a look and saw that the waitress was wearing an ol' outfit. It was not revealing and not very conservative. Overall, it was a serious club.

    There was a slight feeling of disappointment in my heart at the moment.

    ¡°As a serious person like me, I should go to less serious places more often.

    Ye Qiu coughed and said, "I'm looking for someone. Where is the Taekwondo training hall?"

    The waitress smiled and asked: "Do you have a membership card?"

    Ye Qiu touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "No, but it should be your members looking for me."

    The waitress looked embarrassed. The members who come here are all rich or expensive. It¡¯s not easy to offend the club, but you can¡¯t just let people in without a membership card. Otherwise, what¡¯s the use of having a VIP card?

    Just when I didn¡¯t know what to do, a man wearing a Taekwondo uniform came over after hearing Ye Qiu¡¯s words and asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±

    "Coach Han!"

    The waitress breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the man, and then told her what happened.

    Han Zaiyu nodded when he heard this, showed a warm smile to the waitress, and said, "Leave this matter to me."

    The waitress was immediately fascinated and nodded hurriedly.

    However, Han Zaiyu was not so polite to Ye Qiu. He turned his head, frowned, looked arrogant, and said in Chinese with a weird accent: "Let me ask you, who are you looking for?"

    ¡°Silla people?¡±

    Ye Qiu didn't like the Silla people very much, especially a few years ago when some people jumped out and said that Chinese medicine was theirs, and that their ancestors also invented movable type printing, so he said calmly: "Yan Fei."

    Han Zaiyu was stunned for a moment when he heard Yan Fei's name. This was indeed a female student who just went to the training hall today. He was very impressed. She was very beautiful and had a top-notch figure. There was no one so beautiful in his hometown.  Women, even if they exist, are not purely natural. The first time I see them, I am astonished.

    But when Han Zaiyu looked at Ye Qiu, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face: "Although I don't know how you know my student's name, I don't think Yan Fei knows you."

    Ye Qiu said speechlessly: "How do you know?"

    Han Zaiyu looked at Ye Qiu's "poor" appearance and said sarcastically: "Needless to say, what kind of identity does Yan Fei have to know someone like you? Judging from your appearance, I guess you know her name from somewhere.  , that¡¯s why you came here to get close to her, no matter if this is not a place you can come to, before I do anything, you should know better and leave immediately."

    Han Zaiyu¡¯s eyes were full of contempt. He had never known what it meant to keep a low profile and keep a low profile in the place where he grew up. Otherwise, he would not have developed that arrogant attitude and felt that everything in the world belonged to Silla.

    And looking at Ye Qiu, he is not a rich person. At first glance, he is a person at the bottom of society. How do you say it in Chinese???Yes, poor guy!

    In fact, Han Zaiyu was a poor man in his hometown in Silla, but after he came here, he became a Taekwondo teacher. Everyone who saw him would respectfully call him Mr. Han or Coach Han. He had a high status!

    This made Han Zaiyu quickly expand and he felt that he was a member of the upper class.

    In his eyes, people like Ye Qiu are scum, not even qualified to carry his shoes.

    Ye Qiu didn't expect that this guy felt so good about himself, so he couldn't help but said speechlessly: "You are overthinking, Yan Fei came to me."

    "Would Yan Fei find a small role like you?"

    Han Zaiyu said with a sneer, clenched his fists and said coldly: "Get out of here right now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

    Ye Qiu's face darkened. Being able to make the other party dance for so long also shows that he has been cultivating himself recently, but he kicked his nose and cheeks, just when he wanted to teach him a lesson.

    A voice came: "What's wrong?"

    Yan Fei walked over wearing a Taekwondo uniform, with her hair tied into a ponytail. She was fresh and refined, pretty and charming. When she saw Ye Qiu, her beautiful eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly: "Ye Qiu, you are here, why don't you come in?"

    Ye Qiu shrugged and said, "Isn't it impossible to get in?"

    "Oh, I'm just about to come out to pick you up."

    Yan Fei said with a smile and pulled Ye Qiu to go inside.

    At this moment, Han Zaiyu stopped in front of him, his face gloomy: "Wait, Miss Yan Fei, do you know him?"

    Yan Fei paused: "What's wrong with Coach Han? This is my friend."

    Han Zaiyu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Miss Yan, don't be joking, this kind of person can actually be your friend? You must have something to hide, just tell me, I promise to make this guy kneel in front of you and beg for mercy.  "

    Yan Fei frowned, and then said calmly: "He is really my friend, and I asked him to come here. Ye Qiu, let's go."

    After saying this, he pulled Ye Qiu in.

    Han Zaiyu was surprised. He didn't expect that this person was actually Yan Fei's friend, but his face still showed contempt and said: "Miss Yan, wait, this guy can't go in, he is not a member of our club, our club  Not all cats and dogs can come in, and as the club¡¯s security consultant, I think there¡¯s something wrong with him!¡±

    Han Zaiyu is very confident. He knows that Yan Fei should trust him very much. After all, he is the security consultant of this club. Yan Fei will definitely let this guy leave after listening to his words.

    But¡ª¡ª

    "That's enough, Coach Han!" Yan Fei looked unhappy, "This is my friend, and don't forget that this club owns part of my dad's shares. I can let whoever I want come. If you insult me ??again,  My friend, then please leave!"

    Han Zaiyu's expression froze. He didn't expect that Yan Fei would value Ye Qiu so much. This matter was beyond his imagination. His expression changed. After all, work was more important, so he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Miss Yan, it was my fault."  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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