Seeing the originally loud and arrogant tone in front of him, now standing in front of them like a shrunken turtle, like a child who has done something wrong, Lie Biao couldn't help but feel funny, and the two of them pursed their lips and snickered.
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Yan Yufeng blinked contemptuously, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ye Bao, and chuckled. If he remembered correctly, he was from the Qing Gang, and he was the man who was kneeling on the ground and almost yelled at him.
"Young Master Yan, are you kidding me? This position is yours, how dare I usurp it?" Ye Bao said with an embarrassed smile, his face twisted like a cock.
People on the dance floor all around walked down one after another and glanced at Ye Bao, who was overestimating his abilities. They all looked at him with mocking and insulting eyes. They looked at him with different and sharp eyes. He felt that his
My heart almost jumped.
But what more people see is Yan Yufeng, who is sitting on the sofa, exuding incomparable courage, charm, darkness and mystery. He is like a gust of cold wind. Although it is difficult for others to get close, everyone is attracted by it.
With a tentative heart, I leaned forward with my feet disobediently.
"Oh? Is that so? Why did I just hear someone clamoring and saying that they want to sit in my seat? Now I'm offering it to you at a low price. Don't you still appreciate it?" Yan Yufeng took out a unique product from his pocket.
A pack of famous brands of cigarettes is worth hundreds of thousands. He took out one, and Lie Biao lit the fireworks for him. He smoked leisurely, and the misty smoke slowly rose up. The same smoke, in
It came out of his mouth, but it was extremely tempting.
"Tch~~" After hearing Yan Yufeng's words, the others couldn't help but want to spit. They all looked at Ye Bao sarcastically. He was so arrogant just now, but now he stood in front of Yan Yufeng.
None. It seems that in life, it is better to keep a low profile, so as not to attract unnecessary sarcasm and ridicule. It is simply overestimating one's capabilities.
"Young Master, please stop making fun of me. How could I pay this price?" His voice was trembling, and his eyes were starting to turn red. He was afraid that Yan Yufeng would really ask him to give out 500 million, even if it was a sale.
Even if he lost his heart and sold his liver and kidneys, he couldn't even afford 500 million.
"Hmph." Yan Yufeng snorted and hit his unfinished cigarette hard on his face. His face looked extremely disgusted and sarcastic.
"Why are you so arrogant when you have no money? Is your boss so stingy that he can't even get out 500 million?" Yan Yufeng patted the clothes on his body and hugged his chest again with his hands.
Lie Biao and Lie Hu pursed their lips and snickered again. Looking at him like that, even his face was gone, as pale as Bai Wuchang.
"Everyone, listen to me. From now on, we can ignore guests like this or call security to kick them out. We will not accept such unreasonable guests. Now send him to the dance floor and take off his clothes."
Let everyone enjoy the light. Of course, compatriots who don’t want to see it and are afraid that they won’t be able to eat their dinner can also choose to ignore it.” Yan Yufeng’s words were like bullets, hitting them continuously, hitting every sentence.
His vitals were so painful that he almost suffocated.
"No, young master, please spare me once." Ye Bao knelt down, and then he was carried to the dance floor. The music and lighting backstage specially created several special effects for him, and also played an extremely sad song.