Chapter 1501

"You, the Yan family immediately reflect on yourself. I will report this to Mr. Meng according to the facts. What will he do? You should weigh it up for yourself."

Looking at Meng Xiaolu whose cheeks were red and swollen on the ground, the tiger shook his head and scolded: "don't let me see you again at the Arc de Triomphe. I won't be so lucky that someone will save you next time!"

Hearing the tiger's reprimand, Meng Xiaolu didn't dare to say anything more. She knew that if the tiger hadn't attacked her just now and she was taken away by the fat man, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

It's hard to think what kind of consequences he would suffer if he was taken to Yan '.

Think of here, he didn't speak much, can only low head ash Liuliu left.

"Make you laugh!"

Seeing the peace in the private room, the tiger first got up and nodded his apology like song Hu and blood wolf.

"You're welcome, tiger!" The blood wolf laughed and arched his hand and said, "I've heard that the tiger master of Qingzhou has been practicing kung fu all over the world. Today, it's really worthy of his reputation."

The gesture of the blood wolf bowing his hand is a common ritual in the secular martial arts. This way symbolizes that both of them are in the same way and close the relationship in the circle.

But the tiger was ashamed to receive the two guests

After that, he sighed and said with a smile: "I'm old. Now all cats and dogs dare to run to their faces to take a shit and pee. I still envy the elders of liulao and Yilian gang. I heard that they have put down the dispute on the road and have a good life!"

Hearing his words, the tiger grinned helplessly and reluctantly.

"It's still because we have Mr. Ye behind us in Yilian group!"

At this time, song Hu stood up, bowed his hand, looked at the middle-aged man thoughtfully, and said: "the tiger is strong and strong, if you want to join our Yilian group, I think Mr. Ye will arrange a suitable position for you!"

"This matter Say it again

Hearing song Hu's words, a hope flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but after thinking about it, he refused.

"Tiger Lord..."

One side of song Hu also want to say what, blood wolf reached out to stop him for a while, did not leave a trace to shake his head to him.

You can't worry about Yilian group's coming to power. The two of them just came here today to explore the meaning of Qingzhou. It seems that people in Qingzhou are still worried about the arrival of Yilian group, and many people are not so welcome.

"Please go upstairs and have a rest. I have something to deal with. I'll have a drink with brother Xuelang later." The tiger said to them.

Heard each other's words, two people did not say anything, nodded and left, from beginning to end no one noticed hiding in the corner of the compartment of Ye Feng.

After watching the blood wolf and song Hu leave, the tiger turns around and looks at the people in the private room. He scolds them and says, "ladies and gentlemen, I hope you don't pass on what happened just now. I want to know that the disaster comes from the mouth. I want to delete all the mobile phones and videos. Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Yes, yes..." Listening to tiger's words, people nodded in fear and deleted the picture and circle of friends just now.

However, some photos of rich women's true love for men's favorite just now were not deleted as well as circulated from some people's circle of friends and microblogs, which directly caused a heated discussion.

The criticism on the Internet has also directly affected the operation of Arc de Triomphe, and even forced it to close down.

Looking at the people delete the record, the tiger sighed, sorted out a pair and left with people.

"Shh, it's a fight between gods. I'm scared to death!"

At this time, Wang Dali took a long breath, patted his chest and said, "Mom, today it's a big fun, that fat man is losing face. I think there will be a good play next!"

"Yan Family's face has been reduced here, and they will certainly retaliate against triumphal arch. Don't you worry that it will affect your work here?" Ye Feng turned his head and asked, "if the Arc de Triomphe can't work, I haven't thought of looking for a different job!"

"Cut, what's the matter with us? If the sky falls down, tall people will bear it. Even if the Arc de Triomphe can't work, there's still Crystal Palace in Qingzhou. It's really not good. It's a big deal to go to Swan Lake in the East China Sea!"

Wang Da Li patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said, "don't worry, your brother Peter has a lot of contacts and won't let you lose your job. After all, as long as we have this face, we can earn money even when we lie down!"

For Ye Feng's worry, Wang Dali doesn't care. In his eyes, his face is the biggest capital to make money.

Listening to his words, Ye Feng looks at the man in a bit of a dilemma. In fact, he is very moved to hear that the boy is struggling to earn tuition for his sister. He wants to help him, but now it seems that some people's three outlooks are different from ordinary people.

And his own company and the professional counterpart work without Peter's expertise, since people's mind is set, let him do it!After the peace is restored in the private room, the focus of the crowd turns to Lin Qing. The girl is in a dilemma holding the bank card in her hand. After scanning the crowd, she slowly walks towards Ye Feng.

"Come on, come on, wocao, she doesn't like that male model...!"

Looking at Lin Qing's action, Wang Dali was nervous. He took out the small mirror in his pocket and looked at his makeup.

The dispute in this private room can be said that Lin Qing is the biggest winner, a bet, 13 million income, what's the price, even Ma Yun won't make so much money, you just don't understand the rich world.

What's more terrifying is that the card in her hand has a total of 1.6 billion yuan in cash. The old man can bury this private room. Such a rich woman holding a huge sum of money is the big fat sheep that all male models dream of.

Especially Lin Qing is so beautiful.

In front of the girl, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Qing is a white dress, symmetrical and sexy, with a pair of thin legs and wine red high heels, "dada..." I came to the corner of the private room.

Then she raised her head, big eyes with long eyelashes, and looked at a man in front of her. Then she took out her bank card and handed it to her.

"Hey, we don't know who you are, but we'll take the big part of the money!" Lin Qing pouts her mouth and says.

"You You are

Wang Dali watched Lin Qing walk to Ye Feng's face, stuttering speechless.

"Still want to take big head, you dream, I saved you, do you know?"

Ye Feng took the bank card back and said, "if it wasn't for me, you would have been stripped and sent to the man's bed with three broken legs. Do you still want my money?"

"You can't say that. At least I've done my best. I don't have a big head. How about sharing equally?"

Hear Ye Feng's words, Lin Qing still don't give up of pull his arm, a face of coquettish plead a way: "equally not good, that give me one-third, or one-fifth also good, I am very poor, usually a month don't have tens of thousands of dollars of pocket money, you earn so much, you give me a little chant!"