Feng Yue Ying cried out and giggled, wanting to push the man away.
But the more she resisted, the more excited Ye Fan became.
Just as he unbuttoned Feng Yue Ying's shirt, he heard the phone ring.
"Hubby!" Hubby! I'm going to answer the phone! "
"No!" Pick up the phone my ass! "
"What if it's Director Su!?"
Ye Fan's blood immediately turned cold. He remembered that Su Qingxue had the Ghost Valley now. Although she said that she wouldn't monitor her own people, it was better to be careful.
After all, it was a bit too much to come to the company and get intimate with his lover as soon as his wife left …
Ye Fan had no choice but to let the disheveled Feng Yue Ying answer the phone.
The woman held back her laughter and looked at the slightly scared Ye Fan. She ran to the table and pressed the answer button.
A female secretary's voice came from the other side, "Director Feng, do you need a special car for the City Hall meeting in the afternoon?"
Hearing that it wasn't Su Qingxue, Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief.
Feng Yue Ying pursed her lips into a smile and replied, "No need, I'll drive there myself."
"Alright, Director Feng …"
After hanging up the phone, Feng Yue Ying walked in front of Ye Fan. As she tidied up her clothes, she said, "Look at how scared you are. Alright, let's talk about it tonight. I really have work to do."
Ye Fan's interest had waned, he stood up and said, "Alright, I'll look for you tonight …" But there's something that you need to help me deal with. "
"What is it?" Feng Yue Ying blinked.
"That Jiang Chao …" Don't let him stand in the underground garage. Although he doesn't have much ability, he's still an old employee. He's loyal and devoted, so it's not easy. "Ye Fan said.
Feng Yue Ying was stunned for a moment, then she smiled in understanding and said, "You're so nostalgic. I understand, I'll get HR to help him transfer a position later.
However, right now, the company's headquarters is under a lot of pressure, and he really can't take on many positions. I can't be too biased towards him, or else many people will be dissatisfied.
In fact, Hongyu had no choice but to transfer him out of the company. But keeping his original salary was already a special treatment for him. "
Ye Fan nodded, "Let's change to a more normal position, it's not like we have to be in management."
"Alright, leave it to me. My dear, you can leave in peace," Feng Yue Ying said as she pushed Ye Fan out of the office.
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why are you pushing me? I can walk myself! Hey! I'm also very busy, okay!? Do you really think that I'm an unemployed person with nothing to do!? "
Amidst 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 Purple Leaf Tea House.
Although the vicinity of Qing Shan Lake had already been bought by Ye Fan, ever since Xiao Jin left, the teahouse had resumed business.
Of course, Ning Zimo didn't lack money, but this teahouse was left behind by her grandfather.
She had been here for so many years, and she had also learned the art of tea for several years. She had feelings for every table and chair here. If she could open it, she would naturally be willing to keep it open.
Ye Fan hadn't been here for a while, so he looked at Ning Zimo. Although this woman had been very busy, taking over the underground forces of the capital and Fragrant City wasn't something that could be settled in a day or two.
However, even though the woman was busy, Ye Fan still felt rather guilty in his heart. He had spent too little time with Ning Zimo, but Ning Zimo understood him and didn't complain.
The Purple Bamboo Forest was now the largest underground gang in China, so its status was naturally extraordinary.
Many outsiders thought that the Qing Shan Lake was reserved by the Purple Bamboo Forest, so the officials had a strong background.
Although Sun Qian and the other elites of Baphomet had already left Hua Hai in order to consume the Foundation Establishment Pill and strengthen their cultivation, the strength of the ancient martial artists here had not weakened.
Previously, when Xu Lingshan was still in Hua Hai, she had helped Ning Zimo train a group of highly educated ancient martial artists, causing the people here to have extraordinary fighting strength.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived outside the teahouse, he discovered that it was filled with luxury cars, and there was a large number of ancient martial artists in the teahouse.
Thinking back to the days when he leisurely rode his bicycle here to eat and drink, he really missed it.
Of course, Ye Fan didn't feel that it was bad right now. It was just that there were some hidden dangers that hadn't been removed yet.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Little Zhao, who had been waiting, ran out.
"Brother Fan!" You're finally here, how long has it been since we last met! "Zhao Zhong said excitedly with a flushed face.
Ye Fan patted his shoulder, "Not bad, you've already reached the Xiantian Realm?"
"Thanks to Brother Fan and the young miss, I ate some elixirs and finally reached the Xiantian Realm. It's a pity that my aptitude is average, so that's all." Little Zhao said gratefully.
"It's fine, you're not that old, so you still have time." Ye Fan asked as he walked, "Where's Ning'er? In the room? "
Little Zhao grinned and said, "The young miss is in the back garden. Ever since the revival of the ancient martial arts, our Purple Leaf Tea House has been really lively. We don't even have enough manpower!"
"Oh? There are a lot of ancient martial artists here, what are they doing here? "Ye Fan was puzzled," Could it be that there are still people who dare to cause trouble for you? "
"That's not it. Although the young miss didn't go around announcing that our backer is Brother Fan, many powers and sects still don't dare to provoke us."
After all, there are some people who still know that we are related to Brother Fan. Furthermore, the Purple Bamboo Forest is strong and has many experts. "Little Zhao said.
Ye Fan nodded. He thought about it and agreed. Even if he didn't publicly announce anything, many people probably knew about the relationship between Ning Zimo and him.
"Actually, the business here is good and there are a lot of ancient martial artists. The main reason is that they treat this place as the best place to socialize in ancient martial arts.
Brother Fan, think about it. When ancient martial artists meet, they have to deal with each other. Sparring is always necessary. You can't just rely on your mouth to say how much weight you have.
How could a typical coffee shop or restaurant in the city have such a venue and environment? Only our Purple Leaf Tea House has a venue and is quiet. Moreover, there are many ancient martial art practitioners here.
"Especially our young miss, who is now an expert of the Spirit Condensation Realm. Many ancient martial artists come here to ask for guidance from the young miss." Little Zhao explained.
Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh. The Spirit Condensation Realm was indeed considered a top expert in the secular world. Back then, when he didn't even have the qualifications to come into contact with the clan, he also felt that the Spirit Condensation Realm was very powerful.
Listening to Little Zhao's words, this Purple Leaf Tea House was treated by the ancient martial artists as a professional communication platform.
Many of the ancient martial artists either had a background or a high income. They didn't lack money, so they probably wouldn't go to an ordinary place.
Here at the Purple Leaf Tea House, not only could they exchange pointers, but they could also eat and drink. The environment was also high-class and quiet, just in line with their needs.
Arriving at the back garden, Ye Fan looked out. The bluestone training field surrounded by green trees had been rested in a very imposing manner.
There were a large number of tables, chairs, parasols, fruit trays, tea, and everything else.
There were two pairs of ancient martial artists sparring on the field.
Beside them, there were fifty to sixty guests, men and women, old and young, chatting and laughing.
The ancient martial artists of the Purple Bamboo Forest were patrolling by the side, standing guard, all of them full of vigor.
Ning Zimo was at a table of guests, sipping tea with a few ancient martial artists, but she was clearly a little absent-minded.
Seeing Ye Fan coming over, the woman immediately stood up and waved with a smile.
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