Leaving the tense negotiation scene first, her eyes came to Shen Jiaqi's home, which was the house that Shen Jiaqi's father bought for her, more than 100 square meters, not big, and definitely not small. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The decoration of the house is very cute, very girly, and there are a lot of stickers on it, which is decorated like a two-dimensional exhibition room.

Shen Jiaqi's father is called Shen Nianguo, slightly chubby, with a typical belly of middle-aged people, he is the kind that keeps it better, he drove all the way to Shanghai, the time has come to 1 o'clock in the afternoon, he bought lunch by the way, and when he got home, Shen Jiaqi was sitting on the sofa playing mobile phone TV was also on.

"Dad! Woohoo......"

The moment he saw Shen Nianguo, Shen Jiaqi's stopped tears flowed down like a, Shen Nianguo hugged his daughter's shoulders and patted her back comfortingly, he didn't have a good way for a while, but he hated the person who made his baby daughter cry very much.

"Jiaqi, don't cry, tell your dad quickly, what happened, who made you cry."

"Dad, woo woo woo ......,......" Shen Jiaqi cried even more fiercely when she heard this, but she still said what happened without a preface.

Shen Nianguo frowned when he heard it, live broadcast? Two tyrants? Three tyrants? Rich second generation?

From the chaotic words, Shen Nianguo automatically figured out the general context of the matter, his daughter participated in the class reunion, and the local tyrant gave a lot of gifts during the live broadcast, and then her admirers in the classmates also sent them, and finally compared the opposite side, and then chased the other side to the Shanghai market, and the power was not small, and it directly caused trouble to her daughter's company.

Shen Nianguo has a headache, he and her mother don't know anything about his daughter's live broadcast, if he knows it, he will definitely not agree, this kind of industry of pleasing others in exchange for rewards is very lowly in his opinion, and it is not in his eyes at all.

Now that things have come to this point, he can only find a way to solve things first and then educate his daughter later.

"Hey, hello, is it Secretary Chu, I'm Shen Nianguo, yes, didn't I come to Shanghai, I thought I would like to ask you to come out to catch up on the old days, hehe, you still know me, there is really something going on, let's see you in the afternoon, well, it's ......."

"Hey, oops, you still remember me, well, I'm here to do something, this is not to say hello to you, see if your home is suitable, I can visit ,......"

“……”

Shen Nianguo made five or six phone calls in a row, he breathed a sigh of relief, came out of the bathroom, and looked at his daughter with a smile, "It's okay, you can relax, go wash first, you see your little face is crying, it's not good-looking!" ”

"Really!" Shen Jiaqi was pleasantly surprised, pounced happily, hugged her father, who was half a head taller than herself, and then ran to tidy up her makeup, she is a girl who loves beauty, how can she tolerate herself becoming ugly.

……

……

Wang Baochen left, with Yun Feng's complicated feelings.

"Brother Yun, I can't see it, you are so rich!" A second-generation said with a smile.

"Real people don't show up, we actually beat such a big Buddha, I feel like I'm shining all over my body now, as if I can live for ten more years."

"Hahaha......"

A group of second-generation people couldn't tell the truth and laughed, Yun Feng didn't say anything, he stayed there quietly, drinking with his head down.

"Yunfeng, Jiaqi is fine." Chen Fengcheng finally had a chance to speak, and asked cautiously.

"......, it's fine." Yun Feng was slightly silent, and replied after a long time.

"Well, that's good." Chen Fengcheng nodded and stopped talking.

"Okay, I've eaten well today, let's go, let's take Brother Yun to relax." Yang Zixian's words were the final decision, no one dared to object, the group left in a big way, Zhang Lixing didn't say anything about settling the bill, he naturally knew what to do.

The afternoon passed much faster, and Li Qing and Chen Fengcheng left consciously.

Yun Feng went with them to a high-end club that was not open to the public, and enjoyed the luxury of never enjoying it.

The beauties of Yishui, all model-like figures, beautiful faces, each with its own merits, singing and dancing, massage, in a big room, and Yunfeng are in the same room as a few followers of the second generation, Yang Zixian They don't know where they went.

"Hello, I'm Yuru, serving you ,......"

Yun Feng has a few bruises on his body, but there are no wounds, plus his face is very clean, it doesn't look bad, and the second generation didn't beat him too hard, it just made him look embarrassed, Yuru was also very sensible and didn't ask anything, just tried to avoid it, so as not to make Yun Feng uncomfortable.

The massage female technician named Yuru is a young and beautiful beauty, and the massage skills on her hands are very ordinary, obviously she is not a professional.

The development of things did not surprise Yun Feng, several second generations and masseurs soon rolled together, and did not stop doing what they loved, Yun Feng only surrounded the lower body of the bath towel and was also made to react, and the masseuse Yuru also kept skimming the sensitive parts of his body, teasing his nerves.

Yun Feng closed his eyes, his mind was still on the Jin Mao Building, and he had no clue when he thought about it, he could only take one step at a time.

Yuru's teasing gradually pulled his thoughts into reality, he thought in his heart that emptiness is color, color is emptiness, but it was useless, he felt that his lower body was no longer controlled by the brain, and the distraction in his brain was completely futile, he kept saying no in his heart, but the body's reflection was very honest.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with women in this kind of place, although he knows that the so-called acting on the spot, in this society, at a certain level, everyone is almost the same virtue, if you pretend to be a good person, you will not be popular, and you may even be excluded.

Just as he was thinking wildly, his lower body was engulfed by a warm place, a flexible tongue teased his nerves, and the chaotic thoughts in Yun Feng's mind disappeared in an instant, leaving only one thought, which he couldn't bear anymore!

…… Harmony Line ......

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"I'm sorry, I'm a little impulsive." Yun Feng got up, patted Yuru's back lightly, and looked at her apologetically, but he behaved very calmly, the transaction of money and flesh was just that, he had nothing to regret.

Yun Feng knew that he couldn't go back to the past, all he could do was adapt to the rules of this society, before he was strong enough.

Yuru lay on the side of the bed, coughing constantly, retching from time to time, as if there was something disgusting in her mouth to spit out, it was very futile, she never thought that she would encounter such a thing, she used to hear other sisters say, but now she finally experienced it herself, she felt that in that short time, she was almost dead, her throat was filled, she couldn't breathe, she was almost suffocated to death, which caused her to look at Yun Feng's eyes with some fear.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, don't blame you. Yuru replied cautiously, not caring for herself, and took a tissue to help Yunfeng clean up.

Several second-generation generations also quietly paid attention to Yun Feng, and Yun Feng's fierceness also made them dumbfounded, and secretly said, this guy can, play so slippery.

"You will ask your manager to take 20,000 yuan later, and count it in my account." Yun Feng had no other way but to make up for this woman financially.

"Thank you, thank you ......." Yuru was very surprised, and thanked again and again, 20,000 yuan, she only received 5,000 yuan for each guest, and the club would take 30%, she was very surprised and happy to have such an extra income.

"I don't need to serve you to wash your body." Yuru said softly.