It's more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Feng's family had already arrived at Haicheng's house.

There has been no one at home for a while, and as soon as Ning Ning came back, she began to clean up, and Ye Feng and the little baby also followed Ning Ning to clean up the house, but the father and daughter might as well be said to be a disservice.

After Ning Ning finished mopping the ground, the little baby began to run around chasing Ye Feng, and the footprints were all over the ground, dragging in vain.

Ning Ning cleaned up the sofa, Ye Feng began to roll on the sofa with the little baby in his arms again, and the neat sofa was messy again.

This is condensing, your father and daughter were sent by God to deliberately bully your sister, right?

Fortunately, Ye Feng answered the phone at this time.

"Principal Wu, oh, okay, hey, I originally said I invited you, it's okay, I'll pay when the time comes. ”

Principal Wu estimated that Ye Feng had arrived in Haicheng, saying that he was going to pick him up, and by the way, he was introducing several scholars to get to know him.

"Ningning, I didn't eat dinner at home. ”

After saying that, the Great Demon King of Ye Feng began to put on his clothes.

"Let's go, let's go. ”

Ning Ning wished he had gone out early, "Come back early in the evening, don't drink too much wine, do you know?"

"Understood!"

Ye Feng beckoned and kissed the little baby, "Listen to your mother." With that, he left.

The Great Demon King of Ye Feng was gone, and there was only a little Demon King left in the house, and Ning Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Without her father's presence, this little girl wouldn't be able to turn over the palm of her condensed hand.

……

It's getting late.

Ye Feng drove the car and came directly to a hotel in the city.

In the hall, the front desk lady.

"Welcome, how can I help you?"

Ye Feng smiled, "Where is Seventy-two?" Principal Wu said on the phone just now.

"Please come here. ”

This hotel looks OK, the waiters are all very beautiful young ladies, all of them are wearing blue cheongsams that cover their hips, and their legs are wrapped in meat stockings, which is also a scenery in winter.

Seven and two.

The house was talking and laughing, Ye Feng pushed the door into the house, and the people in the house looked at it at once.

There were seven or eight people in the room, and President Wu was sitting in the first place, and when he saw Ye Feng, he immediately stood up and greeted him, and said with a smile: "Professor Ye is here, come on, come on, sit down, I'll leave you." Principal Wu pulled Ye Feng to sit down beside him.

"This is Professor Ye!"

"Young!"

"At first glance, it is the dragon and phoenix among people, with extraordinary bearing and extraordinary bearing!"

"Haha, heroes are out of boys!"

Ye Feng sat down, and the people at the table began to tout. Obviously, everyone at this table recognized Ye Feng. However, what is a little embarrassing is that with a table of people, Ye Feng recognizes Principal Wu.

"In front of your seniors, the kid is nothing. ”

Although he didn't know him, Ye Feng was still very modest when he should be humble. Everyone at this table is fifty years old, and there is nothing wrong with Ye Feng's self-humility.

There was a waiter over there who served the dishes and chopsticks, and began to walk the dishes, and there were two beautiful and sexy little girls pouring wine on the side. To be honest, Ye Feng felt quite strange.

A group of scholars have a meal, and a girl pours wine?

It's a bit out of place.

Especially, the little old man sitting on the other side of Principal Wu, with a pair of eyes always squinting at the big white legs of other girls, that naked appearance is not covered at all!

At this time, President Wu said: "Come, let me introduce to you, this is our famous Professor Ye Fengye." ”

Ye Feng came back to his senses, stood up with a smile and arched his hand towards everyone.

"Professor Ye, this is Dean Yu Likun of the Department of History of our Haida University, you should have seen it. Principal Wu gestured to the old man next to Ye Feng, "Last time, Dean Yu helped me, but I didn't really do anything." ”

"I've seen it, I've seen it. ”

Ye Feng smiled, in fact, he had never seen it, anyway, he had no impression at all, but last time they helped him a lot, "Last time, but thank you Dean Yu." ”

"Professor Ye is polite, and it is also a favor from my old friend. ”

Dean Yu said: "This is Dean Zhang Hui of our Haicheng Historical Research Institute, Professor Ye, your title, it was all arranged for you by Lao Zhang." ”

"Dean Zhang, I've been looking up for a long time. ”

Ye Feng complimented again.

"Hi, Professor Ye is polite, they are all from the same school. ”

Dean Zhang looks to be in his sixties, with gray hair, and looks very kind.

"Oh, a school?"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and President Wu next to him explained with a smile: "Dean Zhang used to be the dean of the History Department of our Haida University, and he was transferred to the Institute of History later. ”

As soon as Principal Wu explained this, Ye Feng suddenly realized.

No wonder, no wonder it was done so quickly last time, it turned out to be my own people.

The people at this table, after the introduction, Ye Feng found that everyone was from Haida, or they went out from Haida. It can be said that this table is a Haida faction with good roots. Although no one said it explicitly, Ye Feng could still feel a little, in the university circle or the cultural circle, there must be a gang, otherwise there are so many historians in Haicheng now, why did President Wu call so many people?

The meaning is self-explanatory.

However, what Ye Feng remembered the most was the squinting old man sitting on the other side of Principal Wu.

His name is Han Chen, he is also over 60 years old, and he is an academician of the National Academy of History, according to President Wu, this Han Lao occupies a very high position in the Chinese historical circles, and can be said to be the pillar of Haida in historical research.

But, this pillar is a bit ...... How to say it, it's not good, it's a bit disrespectful!

The old man in his sixties is still staring at the little girl with a squinting face, looking at the white thighs, and he can't wait to pounce!

Ye Feng and the others chatted while drinking wine, but this old Han actually began to do something to the little girl, and the little girl was not a serious waiter at first glance, and she actually flirted with this old man who could be his grandfather.

"This little hand is soft, Xiao Li, what kind of skin care products do you usually use? Han Lao touched the little girl's hand, and his saliva was about to flow.

The waiter named Xiao Li had a coquettish face, "Oh, there are many people here, and when there are few people, people are slowly talking to you." ”

"Poof!"

Ye Feng was drinking, and he almost choked him to death, and it was so hot that his throat was spicy, and his face was red.

Brother, brother?

Also cosmetics?

This Han Lao really refreshed his three views of Ye someone!

Is the pillar of our Haida history so fashionable?

Shouldn't all those who study history be particularly old-fashioned old men? Why is this old man Han so different?

Also cosmetics, Ye Feng can't understand that thing!

Dean Yu over there didn't seem to be able to stand it anymore, and said unhappily: "Old Han, you can't pay attention to the influence? What about this meal?

"You care about me, I'm happy to affect your meal?"

Han Lao had a handful of goatee, and when he spoke, he stared, looking particularly funny.

Dean Zhang Hui also said helplessly: "Old Han, you are always like this, sooner or later, something will happen." ”

"What the hell can happen?"

"Hey, you still don't listen! Don't say that you were photographed by a reporter or something, just say how old are you, and your body still suffers?"

"Heh, everyone is like you? I'm fine three times a night!"

"You ...... man"

"What's wrong with me? You're jealous!

Han Lao pursed his lips, his face was full of disdain, he turned a deaf ear to Dean Zhang's persuasion, and even was very complacent.

Ye Feng looked at the corners of his mouth twitching, he had seen many old men who were old, and he had also seen many old men with strange tempers, originally Ye Feng thought that the grandfather in his hometown was already eccentric enough, short-tempered and moody, but compared with this old Han, Ye Feng instantly felt that his grandfather was much more serious!

At most, the old man at home has nothing to lose his temper, and he doesn't say that he is so old and thinks about the girl every day!

These old and few Han people are all sixty years old, and they have all passed their sixty-sixth birthday!

Three times in one night?

It's good enough for your body!

Principal Wu was also a little embarrassed, and said to Ye Feng with the corners of his mouth: "Han Lao is definitely the top in our Chinese country in terms of academics, but people, who doesn't have a little problem, it's not a big deal." "He was afraid that Han Lao would scare Ye Feng.

Dean Zhang Hui over there pouted and said: "It's just an old whore, there is no thing that a woman can't even write, and sooner or later a woman will die on her belly." ”

Ye Feng pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, lowered his head and took a sip of wine!

I feel very emotional, this is a master!

This is the master!

It's a hundred times stronger than that great grandmaster!

He Ye has never served a few people in his life, and last time he was convinced by his father-in-law's flower-like wives, today's Han Lao looks fiercer than his father-in-law!