"How can there be a man?"

Because Zheng Fan appeared in the massage room, the seemingly wealthy woman was obviously startled and muttered in a low voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This lady, am I terrible-looking?"

Zheng Fan changed his lazy appearance, suddenly became energetic, and teased the woman with a smile in English.

"Mrs. Song, Mr. Zheng is also a member here, and he is here for a massage." The maid who came out after obviously realized that Zheng Fan had collided with the mother and daughter, and hurriedly explained.

"Mr. Zheng?"

Facing Zheng Fan, who was recuperating and energetic, the woman came back to her senses a little.

"I apologize if I frightened you because of my recklessness." Zheng Fan, who was wearing a bathrobe, spoke English, and he didn't care if the woman could understand it or not.

It was a tall and beautiful girl, and after listening to Zheng Fan's words, she nodded embarrassedly.

"I don't know what's wrong with the current atmosphere, do men even do massages?" After Zheng Fan left, the woman who was also wearing a yukata showed a slightly uncomfortable look.

"That maid said that his surname is Zheng, can't he be the son of the Zheng family introduced by his mother?" The tall girl couldn't help but ask.

"How come, I have seen Zheng Renxuan, the son of the Zheng family, and that impolite English speaker is really far behind him." The woman only thought that Zheng Fan was deliberately speaking English, revealing the annoyance of being molested.

"The old lady who was shocked just now seems to have a good family background." Zheng Fan, who left the massage room, muttered in Korean, which was not very fluent

"She is the wife of the president of Hanxin Financial Holdings, including Mr. Zheng, most of the people who can come to our Yu Chinese Club are very good." The maid replied with a soft smile.

"After pressing the rubbing, the aroma of this oil is good, let's get a haircut first, don't be in a hurry to take a bath." Zheng Fan walked towards the beauty salon leisure space, and directly pointed to a good-looking female hairdresser service.

"If Mr. Zheng doesn't want to go to the restaurant on the sixth floor, there will be a performance of the artist at the dinner in the art hall, and you can enjoy it while eating." The maid seemed very satisfied and reminded Zheng Fan.

"It's best to have a little wine and go back to bed." Zheng Fan smiled lightly and asked the maid to arrange it on his behalf.

Because Zheng Fan is not the first time to come to the Yu Chinese Club, in the eyes of the maid, he is rich and rich, but he is maverick, doing something and not doing something, such as auctions and dinners do not participate, and mostly enjoy staying in places where there are not many people.

Unlike famous entrepreneurs and wealthy people in South Korea, the reason why Zheng Fan was able to have membership status in the Yu Chinese Club was because he bought a valuable oil painting in the Seonjae Art Museum.

The Woo Chinese Foundation and the Seonjae Art Museum are both cultural properties under the Daewoo Group, which are managed by Jung Hee-jae, the wife of Kim Woo Chung, the chairman of the Daewoo Group.

As one of the five largest conglomerates in South Korea, Daewoo Group has a great prestige in both the business and business circles, focusing not only on the development of the chemical industry, but also in the fields of automobiles, electronics and heavy industry, and participating in the development of foreign resources, including foreign trade, shipbuilding, heavy equipment, communications, construction, finance, series of companies and domestic and foreign branches, more than 60 companies.

In the midst of the Asian financial turmoil, the behemoth of Daewoo Group is now crumbling and in an extremely difficult situation, and Zheng Fan can see some clues from the continuous activities held by the Yu Chinese Club and the strengthening of contacts with the upper echelons.

However, Zheng Fan did not have the slightest interest in Daewoo Group, and the reason why he came to the club of Yu Chinese Group was just to think that it was okay and pass the time.

Seeing that Zheng Fan had no intention of talking, the female hairdresser who didn't know his bottom line didn't say anything, but just carefully helped him take care of his short hair.

"Just trim your beard, maybe it's more mature."

Looking at his unchanged appearance in the mirror, Zheng Fan smiled deeply at the female hairdresser.

"Sir, not Korean?"

For Zheng Fan's not fluent Korean, the female hairdresser was a little surprised.

"I'm Chinese, and after I came here to study, I have become a Korean citizen." Zheng Fan said the identity of the person with the same name and surname as him, and he looked very calm.

Although there are many big families surnamed Zheng in South Korea, if it weren't for Yuan Tiejiang, it would be really difficult to find a Chinese identity with the same name and surname.

After a simple haircut, when Zheng Fan took a shower, the maid in charge of him had already arranged the private room of the artist in the backyard of the cultural foundation.

"Whew~~~"

Zheng Fan, who had changed his clothes, saw a familiar person in the lobby who didn't want to see much when the maid took him to the backyard for dinner.

"It's her!"

Before Han Yulan could meet each other, Zheng Fan, who noticed the other party first, turned his face and hurriedly followed the maid to the Yiji Pavilion in the backyard of the Cultural Foundation.

"Magnolia, I really didn't expect you to come back......"

A twenty-four-five-year-old young man was talking to Han Yulan when he was interrupted by her slightly strange look.

"That person just now~~~ can't be that I read it wrong, if it was him, he shouldn't have appeared in South Korea." Han Yulan only felt that there was a person who walked by and walked by, a little like Zheng Fan, but when she came to her senses, she looked for it, but there was no trace of the person.

"What about the people just now? It seems to be wearing a sportswear, and I saw it clearly, but why did it disappear in a blink of an eye? Han Yulan was extremely persistent and confirmed to the lady in the lobby.

"You're talking about Mr. Zheng, right? He should have gone to the backyard for dinner. After the receptionist said her surname Zheng, Han Yulan was surprised, as if she had determined something.

"Going to the backyard for dinner? Shouldn't it be on the sixth floor? Take me to him. Speaking of which, Han Yulan was already very eager.

"Magnolia, what's wrong with you?"

Just when the female receptionist was a little embarrassed, the twenty-four-five-year-old young man who had spoken to Han Yulan before had already stepped forward and asked with concern.

"I just saw an acquaintance, Renxuan, you go up first." Han Yulan, who reacted and realized that she was out of shape, quickly smiled softly and signaled that she would have to say hello to others below.

"Han Yulan!"

As soon as the young man left, before Han Yulan could continue to ask about Zheng Fan's whereabouts, the tall girl who had met Zheng Fan in the massage room before also walked out of the spa, and the light was compelling.

"Choi so-jin~~~"

Although she saw a good friend, Han Yulan was extremely impatient in her heart, for fear that Zheng Fan would take advantage of this kung fu to run away.

"Xiuzhen, I'm in a hurry, let's talk later." Without waiting for the tall girl who stepped forward to speak, Han Yulan suddenly turned to the female receptionist, and her serious expression was very obvious, that is, let her take it to find someone.

Because there were more and more guests coming, the woman with the tall girl didn't pay too much attention to her daughter talking to Han Yulan, and was already busy socializing with Vanity Fair.

"Mr. Zheng is also a member of the Yu Chinese Club, if this young lady wants to find him, I have to ask." The hostess said cautiously.

"No, this is the eldest lady of Hanguang Group, you can take us directly if you want to find someone, if there is really something, I can also be responsible." The tall girl seemed to see that something was wrong, and took Han Yulan's hand, which seemed to have a good relationship.

"Okay then, but I want to explain to the two young ladies that behind the clubhouse is the Yiji Pavilion, and I hope you don't do anything to make it difficult for the club." The statement of the receptionist at the front desk made the tall girl frown.

"I didn't look for the gentleman surnamed Zheng, not to do anything to him, but to do something." Han Yulan glanced at her friends beside her, and seemed to be a little hesitant, but the tall girl didn't leave because she was worried about her.

When I arrived at the backyard of the clubhouse, because the sky was not dark, the Yiji Pavilion looked very elegant, and the pavilions were continuous, the red plums were open, and the small bridges were flowing water.

The receptionist at the front desk found the maid who followed Zheng Fan, and simply explained the identity of Han Yulan and the tall girl, and asked the maid to take her to the private room where she dined to find someone.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Han Yulan stopped the maid from passing the word, and before she could open the shoji in the private room, she had already heard the drums inside.

"Whew~~~"

As Han Yulan pulled the shoji away, she already saw Zheng Fan's slightly changed face and the long dining table full of palace banquets.

"It's dinner, you don't say hello when you come in, it's too cheap, right?" Zheng Fan said annoyed in Korean that was not very smooth.

"Sure enough, it's you, I don't think I'm going to see the wrong person, why did you run over here, do you know, since you disappeared for no reason, some people are looking for you crazy?" Han Yulan's statement surprised the tall girl.

"I don't know what you're talking about this crazy woman, do we know each other?" Facing Han Yulan's staring, Zheng Fan opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"I really have to admire your learning ability, now you can even speak Korean, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, I know you, if you want to cover your ears and steal the bell in front of me, believe it or not, I will call out your identity." Han Yulan broke into the private room, sat opposite Zheng Fan and said with a smile.

"You shout, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed, and if you want to threaten me, you have to wait." Zheng Fan looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and even stopped the two artists who wanted to go out.

"I'm not afraid that you won't admit it, what are you going to do when you come to South Korea, is it where the financial turmoil blows, where can I see you?" Although Han Yulan wanted to see Zheng Fan, she still had some mind about his sudden appearance in South Korea.

"I'm sitting up straight, where are you still in charge?" Zheng Fan grinned and directly killed Han Yulan.

"Isn't this man surnamed Zheng the person I met in the massage room? What is the relationship between him and Yulan......" The tall girl who followed Han Yulan into the private room felt that the relationship between the two was a little strange, and she couldn't help but have some guesses in her heart.

"You may be seated."

Seeing that the atmosphere was at an impasse, the woman Yiji, who was drinking with Zheng Fan, invited the tall girl to the table and got up to prepare dishes and chopsticks for the two girls.

"It's just a bastard, some people can't eat, but you're here alone to enjoy the palace feast!" Seeing that the long Han table was almost full of small plates of delicacies, Han Yulan couldn't help muttering.

"What I have is money, so naturally I want to enjoy a high-quality life, and being with someone like you is simply a bargain." Zheng Fan glanced at Han Yulan and fired the cannon unceremoniously.

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