Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 728 He Steals the Widow

Yan Jushang walked to the door of the Shangpin Club and was stopped by someone: "Hello, may I ask which member invited you?"

Yan Jushang frowned: "What do you mean, if you are not invited by a member, you can't come?"

The beautiful receptionist said with a friendly smile: "You are right, this club is a membership club.

If you are not a member or have not been invited by a member, you cannot enter.”

Yan Jushang's eyes flashed with anger, and he was about to lose his temper when the beautiful receptionist spoke again: "Of course, if you need to find someone urgently, I can accompany you in.

It can only take ten minutes at most.

If you need anything, I can go in with you." Yan Jushang nodded: "Okay, I'll look for someone, then you can help me look for them."

The beautiful receptionist smiled and led the way: "Please follow me."

Yan Jushang nodded and followed him into the club, looking around as he walked.

It has to be said that the decoration here is very luxurious. He thought he had seen the world, but the decoration inside still exceeded his expectations.

As we walked in, the lights became dim. There was a bar in the lobby on the first floor, where free drinks were provided. There were also simple sofas and coffee tables where we could sit down and talk.

Several people were chatting about something.

He looked around as he walked, but couldn't find any trace of Ye Changqing. Instead, he discovered many private rooms.

He said to the beautiful receptionist, "It's not in the lobby, maybe in a private room. I'll go look for it in the room."

The beautiful receptionist smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have the authority to open the box. I can only help you here."

Yan Jushang's face darkened: "What do you mean, you don't want me to go to the private room to look for it?

Call the boss over here. I want to ask him if he still wants to run this club!"

The beautiful receptionist smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have the boss's contact information, but if you're looking for the manager, I can help you contact him.

But the manager doesn't have the boss's contact information either.

Would you like to call the manager over, please?"

Yan Jushang nodded and said, "Okay, no, right? I'll ask your boss to come find me later.

Just wait to be fired!"

The beautiful receptionist smiled and said, "That's all I can do for you. Ten minutes are up, please!"

Yan Jushang looked at the beautiful receptionist with a grim expression, and at the same time he was shocked. This receptionist didn't seem to be afraid at all.

He felt that the matter was not simple, and left the Shangpin Club in a huff. He took out his phone and called his classmate Tan Yu at the police station: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Tan Yu spoke very enthusiastically: "Hey, Old Yan, it's been a long time since we last contacted each other. Why are you thinking about me?"

In his position, when a classmate he hadn't contacted for a long time suddenly called him, he didn't have to think about it to know that the classmate had something to ask him.

However, Yan Jushang's status is different from ordinary people, so he is willing to help.

Only in this way can we use each other's help to expand interpersonal relationships.

Yan Jushang smiled and said, "I miss you mainly. Of course, there's also a little thing I want you to do me a favor for."

Tan Yu smiled and said, "My old classmate finally asked me to do you a favor. Don't ask for a small favor. As long as you ask me, as long as it is within my ability, I promise to do it for you.

What's the matter? Tell me!"

Yan Juzheng looked up and saw the words "Shangpin Club" on the building, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A shabby club and a businessman actually acted arrogantly in front of him. They really don't know their place.

He smiled and said, “I came to this club to look for someone, but I was kicked out.

I asked their boss to come out and see me, but he refused.

Old classmate, please bring someone over to check it out.

I want to see who their boss is!"

Tan Yu smiled and said, "Simple, old classmate, as long as it's not the Shangpin Club, all the clubs in Songjiang City, no matter how strong his background is or who his boss is.

I came here to support you!"

?

Yan Ju had a lot of question marks on his head. He wanted to check the Shangpin Club, but Tan Yu actually said that Shangpin Club was excluded.

He couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean, Shangpin Club... why is it excluded?"

Tan Yu was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "What do you mean, you don't want me to check the Shangpin Club, do you?

Fuck you, don't hurt me!"

Yan Jushang was even more shocked: "Does the Shangpin Club have a great background?"

Tan Yu suddenly became nervous: "I don't know whether his background is great or not, but I know one thing, if you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, if you want to continue working in your current position.

I advise you to leave quickly.

Go now!

Get out of the Shangpin Club quickly!"

Yan Jushang also became nervous. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, he quickly left, asking as he walked, "What's going on with this club?"

Tan Yu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either. The club has not been around for long, and only well-known businessmen have joined.

Some people also want to set up this club.

Let me put it this way, whoever has evil intentions towards the Shangpin Club will be in trouble."

Yan Jushang chatted for a few more words, hung up the phone, walked more than 200 meters, stopped, and looked back at the building of Shangpin Club.

He frowned and said nothing.

He was not interested in who the owner of Shangpin Club was, but he had to meet Ye Changqing.

He decided to just stand here and wait. As soon as Ye Changqing walked out of the door of Shangpin Club, he would run over.

Having made up his mind, he relaxed. He walked to the nearby convenience store, bought a bottle of iced drink, and stood in the shade of a tree, waiting. Shangpin Club, ninth floor.

Ye Changqing sat opposite Cheng Liangpeng and said, "I think asking this question is completely meaningless.

Confucianism pursues a career in officialdom.

As for farmers... I don't know what they were like in ancient times. Maybe farmers were landlords, or unsuccessful scholars in their official careers, or businessmen with some wealth.

But I can tell you for sure that the farmers in ancient times were definitely not farmers.

Today's farmers are farmers, and they need to grow wheat, cotton, peanuts, corn, sesame and soybeans.

It’s not a concept at all.”

Cheng Liangpeng said with a smile: "Don't tell me about your master-disciple relationship, I don't care.

I am just a handyman. Let me put it this way: when your master steals donkeys, I pull out the pegs. When he eats meat, I wash the pots.

I’m just a handyman.”

Ye Changqing raised his eyebrows: "You said my master likes widows, he steals widows, you...what are you doing?"

Ye Changqing was a little disgusted with this attitude of pushing everything away.

It's not that he is disgusted. The master is the person involved. He has hidden himself away and doesn't care about anything. He can only negotiate with Cheng Liangpeng on all matters.

But this person doesn't care about anything.

This is what makes people speechless.

Cheng Liangpeng looked at Ye Changqing with a strange look: "What do you think I can do?

I'm on the lookout!"

Ye Changqing felt a little sympathetic: "My master is too much. You work so hard, but he enjoys it, and you can't even drink a sip of soup!

Oh, how miserable it is! "