Chapter 40: Datang glory

Chapter 40 The Glory of the Tang Dynasty

Mou Yuexing's family background was average. After graduation, she clung to the powerful by virtue of her beauty. The pride of becoming a phoenix just after flying on a branch has turned into arrogance. Especially in front of Ye Ziqin and Zhuo Bufan, she tried her best to show her strength.

Yao Dafu's face changed drastically. Although he didn't know the background of the'Datang Glory' club, he knew that several bosses who were even better than him would not dare to say such things. This **** woman, I am so mindless, thinking that anyone with money can offend.

Yao Dafu can naturally understand that if he really offends the top powerhouse, he can kill you with a word of others.

Manager Tang frowned. Perhaps it was a woman who had seen too many such vases, and said calmly: "Mr. Yao, I'm sorry, the Northland Scenery has really been scheduled to go out."

"No, whoever has such a big face, even President Yao won't give him face." Mou Yuexing said coldly.

Yao Dafu resisted the urge to slap her, and was about to agree, but saw someone walking up to the side and looking at Manager Tang and said, "Apart from the Northland scenery that can accommodate so many people in the clubhouse, are there no other boxes in the clubhouse?"

Ye Ziqin and Chen Min who were talking were also taken aback. The person who stood up to speak was not someone else, but Zhuo Bufan.

"Ye Zi, I have heard about you, and fortunately you found such a husband." Chen Min looked at Ye Ziqin with some sympathy, and said: "Ye Zi, if you really think you can't make it, break up sooner. ."

"I'm well-measured, thank you for your concern." Ye Ziqin's mouth raised a helpless smile. She had actually broken up with Zhuo Bufan, but the two lived together to deal with the family.

Manager Tang didn't know him, but he said politely: "This gentleman, there are almost 20 of you. If you change to another box, I'm afraid it will take two."

"The two boxes, where to have fun, we have a classmate meeting because we want everyone to be together to be fun." Song Yali hummed coldly.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Ye Ziqin, and said to Manager Tang: "Then please tell the guests who booked the Northland scenery, we want the box." He knew that Ye Ziqin came to the class this time and met good friends. It would be too much to change places. I wasted time and didn't want Ye Ziqin to be disappointed.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. The guests we booked here are also very honorable. We can't afford to offend, and don't make me embarrassed." Although Manager Tang was apologizing, there was no hint of apology in his tone. Instead, it was obvious, you If you have money, don’t other customers have money.

Yao Dafu snorted coldly when he looked at Zhuo Bufan. The other party didn't even buy him face. You Zhuo Bufan is a bird thing!

"Who do you think you are? Even President Yao can't get the box, just rely on you?" Song Yali said disdainfully, standing aside with her arms in her arms.

Mou Yuexing took Yao Dafu's arm and sneered, "I can't help myself!"

Some boys are jealous that he found the school girl to be his wife, taunting: "I didn't have any skills to find a good wife, and now I still come out to pretend to be a big head of garlic. Who do you think you are?"

Ye Ziqin's face was a bit unpleasant. Although Zhuo Bufan was no longer in a husband and wife relationship with her, and had never been a husband and wife, Zhuo Bufan came to join his classmates today because of him.

Zhuo Bufan turned a deaf ear and said indifferently: "My wife came to attend the class reunion today. I don't want her to be too disappointed. Let the scheduled guests find another place." After speaking, he took out a black card from his trouser pocket, "This Zhang is the VIP card of your club. There should be special treatment."

Hearing Zhuo Bufan’s words, Ye Ziqin, Chen Min, Yao Dafu and others were stunned. "Datang Glory" is one of the most high-end clubs in the room. It takes at least five million to open a membership. And the annual consumption needs to be more than one million, which is not affordable for ordinary people.

Take Yao Dafu, for example, although he is worth more than 100 million yuan, most of them are real assets or invested in the operation of the company, so that he can take out five million yuan to raise a membership card every year, and he can't get it out. This kind of VIP membership Cards are not the kind that anyone who sells clothes on the street gives them away, and not everyone can get them.

"Our club's VIP card?" Manager Tang didn't dare to neglect, and quickly took the black card and looked at it.

Yao Dafu's complexion was very bad. Song Yali and Mou Yuexing both looked at Zhuo Bufan. Does this trash guy really have a membership card of "Datang Glory"?

Just now, even Yao Dafu's face was not given to others. Now if he really has a membership card, wouldn't it be equivalent to slap Yao Dafu in the face? Yao Dafu's face was pale and a little nervous.

"Ye Zi, does he really have a VIP card for the'Datang Glory' club?" Chen Min frowned, obviously knowing that this kind of card is not so easy to get.

Ye Ziqin shook his head and looked at Zhuo Bufan with some uncertainty. Recently, Zhuo Bufan didn't go home very punctually. Could it be that he met some top-notch guy outside.

When everyone was puzzled and shocked, Manager Tang sneered three times, "Sir, your membership card is fake. Although there are golden dragon carvings on the membership card of our club, all the membership cards are Gold, silver, and red. As for black, I’m sorry we don’t have one!"

Hearing his words, Zhuo Bufan frowned. This card was given to him by Long Aotian. Just now, he noticed that there was an identical golden dragon on the neon logo of the clubhouse, so he thought that the clubhouse of "Datang Glory" was. Is the industry under the Long Family made a mistake?

"Haha, I thought you really had the VIP card of'Datang Glory'. I didn't expect it to be fake. I know that young people have a good face, but I can't mess around." Yao Dafu breathed a sigh of relief and sneered. Smiled.

Mou Yuexing took his hand and looked at Zhuo Bufan with contempt, "Cut, don't charge up the big money if you don't have money, do you think the VIP card of the "Datang Glory" club is so easy to get?"

Song Yali carried her bag and said coldly: "I remember, the last time I went to Ye Zi's house, Mr. Zhuo also took out the key of the Jingdu Garden Villa'Feng Tianjiao'. Last time I got a fake key. I took out another fake membership card, hehe, this time is good, let us lose face, especially to our school."

When everyone heard Song Yali’s words, they came to realize that it turned out to be a guy with no abilities and good face. If he used a fake villa last time to pretend, he used a fake membership card this time. Unfortunately, he was out of luck and was pierced. Shook his head.

Ye Ziqin bit her moist lower lip and said nothing, "Zhuo Bufan, isn't it enough that you used a fake key to earn me the face last time? Did you get a fake membership card this time?"

Chen Min squeezed Ye Ziqin's weak and boneless hand and sighed. It was really sad to find such a husband, and comforted: "Ye Zi, don't be angry."

"Our'Datang Glory' membership card is only available to distinguished guests. I know the level of all membership cards in the club. You have to give us a statement if you pretend to be the membership card of our club." Manager Tang The tone was a little cold, as if the security guard standing at the door gave a wink, and the two security guards walked over and stared at Zhuo Bufan.

Ye Ziqin opened Chen Min's little hand, sighed and walked to the front, "Manager Tang, maybe he made a mistake. I apologize for him. If it hurts you, I am willing to compensate for the loss."

"A man who wants his wife to clean up the mess is a talent." Yao Dafu sneered strangely.

Almost everyone looked at Zhuo Bufan as if they were jokes. Even if you speak big words, now you are actually taking out fake membership cards to make everyone ashamed to follow along. It’s really blind to marry this kind of school flower!

"Old Tang, what's the matter?" A middle-aged man in his forties walked out of the clubhouse, in a suit and leather shoes, short hair with a strong aura.