There were more than a dozen people in it, most of them young boys in their teens and twenties, in addition to the team's coaches and analysts.

"Hello boss, this is Fufeng."

The coach of the team is a short and fat man, he is only 1.7 meters, but his weight is 200 pounds, he is white and fat, and he has a good temper, and he is known as Brother Qiu.

As he spoke, he gestured to the boy standing in the corner.

He looked nineteen or twenty years old, with a long and thin figure, standing in the corner without saying a word, if it wasn't for Brother Qiu to speak, everyone would have ignored him.

But when I really saw him, I couldn't help but make people's eyes shine.

This is a very delicate and beautiful boy, with flaxen hair, some slight natural curls, very white skin, big and round eyes, clear like a bend of water, and pink lips.

"Boss."

Seeing everyone looking over, the boy seemed to be a little nervous, he bit his lip, took a step forward, and quickly lowered his head after just looking at Yi Qian.

Like a frightened fawn.

Yi Qian's assistant Xia Xue looked at the floating wind and couldn't help but show an old mother-like smile-

Beautiful boy or something, it's really pitiful......

Yi Qian looked at the floating wind, did not move, and did not make a sound.

Fufeng sensed something abnormal, looked up at her again, and then quickly lowered his eyes, but his cheeks were quietly red.

"Ahem, boss, this is a floating contract, do you see if there is a problem?" Coach Brother Qiu relieved the siege for Fufeng.

"Hmm."

Yi Qian took over the contract, "Are there any problems with the club lately?" ”

"No problem, everybody has been working training."

"Well, everyone, it's hard work, let's go eat teppanyaki in the evening, I'll treat you." Yi Qian's gaze swept over these teenagers, and the boys couldn't help but be overjoyed, and some even cheered.

"You continue to train, don't relax, Fufeng, you come with me."

Yi Qian said, and walked towards the office.

Fufeng froze there, nervously pinching the corners of his clothes.

"Fufeng, the boss asked you to go over, you go quickly." Xia Xue patted him on the shoulder and reminded him softly.

Fufeng nodded, a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"You don't have to be afraid, the boss looks cold, but in fact she is a very good person, you will know when you get along more, go quickly!"

Xia Xue comforted.

"Thank you, Sister Xue."

Fufeng answered, took a deep breath, and finally took a step to follow.

Walking into the office, Fufeng reflexively closed the door, and then looked at the woman standing at the table a little timidly.

The woman was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, high heels, and her hair was dyed brown just below her shoulders.

She has delicate makeup on her face, and her eyebrows are a little cold, but her facial features are extremely beautiful, and her plum-colored lips are very translucent.

She is the owner of the club and has a company under her name, which is worth a lot of money, but she is only 21 years old this year.

Bai Fumei is talking about people like her.

A touch of sadness flashed in Fufeng's heart, lowered his eyes, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

Yi Qian stood in front of the table, leaning back against the table, her fingers painted with bean paste-colored nails flipping through the contract.

"If I don't speak, you won't speak?" Her voice came out.

Fufeng pursed his lips, "Boss......"

"What do you call me?"

Yi Qian paused, blinked her long eyelashes, and looked at him.

“…… Sister Qian. ”