Chapter 1622: The Qing Gang invites 3

"Okay, okay. I'll go back after the midnight snack. But if it's too late," Liu Doudou said obediently again: "Mom, don't worry!"

"Doudou!" Xiang Yufeng could not allow her to succeed so much, always following her like a hanging boot ghost. Although she was just pure and wanted to send Xia Lingqing home, she really didn't want to have multiple light bulbs. She calmly shouted Liu Doudou's nickname in a very mature voice. She went to the other end of the phone again and pretended to say: "Doudou, who are you calling? I've already taken a shower. Go and wash quickly, I'll wait for you in the bed."

As Xiang Yufengdi said this, Liu Doudou's face suddenly became bitter. Sure enough, an anxious and angry voice came from the other side of the phone: "Doudou, where are you?"

"Mom, it's just my classmate is joking with me. Forget it, you don't trust your daughter so much. I'll go to my sister-in-law's house immediately. At that time, I'll ask my sister to call you." Liu Doudou said, hung up the phone impatiently. She glared at Xiang Yufeng fiercely, and said unwillingly: "Hmph, Brother Yufeng. This time you are ruthless, you are ruthless, uh, you are more conscience-free. Remember, I won't give up." As he said that, he hurriedly stopped a car and left quickly.

Xiang Yufeng would not take her threat seriously, and said goodbye to her while whistling, and then he could send Xia Lingqing home quietly. Her home was in a quiet community not far from No. 1 Middle School.

"Why don't you leave?" Xia Lingqing said to Xia Lingqing who stopped.

Xia Lingqing was silent for a while, turned his head and looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "Just send it here.

Xiang Yufeng heard the rejection in Xia Lingqing's words and frowned slightly: "It was fine just now, why...

"Yufeng, I'm very happy today. Thank you. I've made me say a lot of things I've been suppressing in my heart but can't say. I'm really happy today, so, can I just send it here?"

Xiang Yufeng's brows frowned more and more. He looked at Xia Lingqing as he was about to speak, but the cell phone in his pocket rang at this moment. Xiang Yufeng took out his cell phone and saw that the words "Mei Mei" were displayed on the phone, so he pulled out the phone: "Hey, Sister Mei."

"Yufeng, come to Yinhai Hotel and pick me up." Zhan Mei, who was on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone after saying this.

"If you have something to do, let's go first." Sister Mei? Xia Lingqing's eyes flashed with Mo Ming's anger. Sister Mei, another woman.

Xiang Yufeng looked at Xia Lingqing, and he exhaled: "Since that's the case, I'll leave." After that, Xiang Yufeng stopped looking at Xia Lingqing and walked out of the community without looking back.

"You..." Xia Lingqing looked at Xiang Yufeng's back as he gradually moved away, and the mist in his eyes slowly rose.

Xia Lingqing cried, but Xiang Yufeng was angry. When he was sitting in the taxi, he felt unhappy when he thought of Xia Lingqing treating him coldly and hotly tonight. With a punch, Xiang Yufeng's fist fucked directly on the taxi door.

"Stop talking nonsense, drive your car." Without waiting for the taxi master to speak, Xiang Yufeng threw a stack of money directly. Looking at the more and less compensation, the driver naturally would not touch the eyebrows of Xiang Yufeng, the evil god.

In the south, the night is short and the day is long. At 8 o'clock in the evening, the night sky covers the entire city. The 40-storey Yinhai Hotel is brightly lit, adding a magnificent color to the nightlife of the rich people in Shanghai. Xiang Yufeng came out of the taxi. He glanced slightly at the Yinhai Hotel in front of him and walked towards the revolving glass door.

Xiang Yufeng entered the hotel and took the elevator to the 39th floor. The 39th floor of Yinhai Hotel is similar to a private club. It is not open to the public and is only open to VIP members. Xiang Yufeng was naturally blocked at the elevator entrance. The beautiful foreman at the front desk explained the reason very politely. Her peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and she was a little embarrassed to speak.

The manager of the 39th floor was a man in his thirties. He happened to pass by the front desk and witnessed the female foreman's frown and smile, and was jealous and became angry. He bent on the prey that he could not push down for three months and was unbearable to rogue with an unknown boy. This blind guy stared at Xiang Yufeng angrily and scolded loudly: "What are you doing? The 39th floor is where you come. If you go out, you won't go out again... Let the security guards slam you out.

"If you don't go out, let the security guards rush you out..."

What a arrogant word. Looking at the whole of Shanghai, the owner and manager of a hotel dare to speak to Xiang Yufeng, the actual owner of Shanghai. Of course, the premise is that the person who knows Xiang Yufeng's identity and who can know Xiang Yufeng's identity is obviously not something that the little manager in front of him can understand.

The reason why the manager on the 39th floor of Yinhai Hotel is confident is that he believes that Xiang Yufeng is a nameless little character. The well-known figures in Shanghai are regular customers on the 39th floor. He knows them all, so he naturally doesn't take Shanghai Yufeng seriously. The female foreman returns to the front desk and suppresses his excitement. There is a man jealous of her, and the taste is wonderful.

Xiang Yufeng had his hands and his pants pockets, and he smiled and looked at the middle-aged man showing his power. He knew exactly why the man in front of him was furious. "What's going on?" Someone asked.

Xiang Yufeng looked at the sound and saw two people walking out of the elevator. In front of them was a burly man in his thirties, with a big back and a national face, and a majestic temperament. The so-called official power is roughly like this. After staying in the leadership position for a long time, he will naturally develop the style of a superior person who is not angry but powerful. The young man who is accompanying him deliberately fell behind half a step to show the distinction between superiority and inferiority. The young man was carrying a black briefcase in his hand. The old man in the agency could see at a glance that the young man was the leader's secretary.

"Zhang***...Secretary Li, welcome..." The middle-aged man changed his face instantly, nodded and bowed to meet him. The unique skill in Sichuan opera - changing faces, probably not so fast. The guy who was still aggressive just now was at this time, deliberately trying to please him and smiled flatteringly, and was stingy and exaggerated. The female foreman also walked out of the front desk with two waiters and bent down respectfully.

Xiang Yufeng looked sideways and glanced at Zhang Chuming with his eyes. He calmly "despised" the most powerful person in Shanghai. Even the female foreman who had an inexplicable affection for Xiang Yufeng felt that this person was too weak and too ignorant of the world. He pretended not to move in front of the municipal party committee. He was really showing off his skills.

The middle-aged man pointed at Xiang Yufeng and couldn't wait to say, "Zhang***, someone doesn't understand the rules of the 39th floor. I asked the security guard to invite him out so as not to affect your interest. The private room No. 1 has been arranged for you, and I'll take you there."

Zhang Chuming didn't look at the manager on the 39th floor, staring at Xiang Yufeng for a while, and then snorted: "You kid, are you willing to come back?" Zhang Chuming was very angry, very angry. If it weren't for such a public place, he would have to scold his mother. Xiang Yufeng threw the whole land of Shanghai into his hands, but he became the boss of the hand. He treated him Zhang Chuming as a donkey?

Xiang Yufeng didn't speak, just smiled.
Chapter completed!