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Li Nanfang didn't have much favor with Chen Xiao.

Originally, the family situation was very bleak. In order to help her go to school, Chen Dali was going to assassinate Feng Yunting, but she still didn't learn well, and dressed up like a female A Fei all day, so she didn't do business.

This is all used to it. Li Nanfang would have had such a sister, he would have beaten ten times a day.

"My dad is dead long ago."

After being rejected by Li Nanfang, Chen Xiao's voice when he spoke again was full of sadness.

"What does your dad die long ago?"

Li Nanfang was stunned for a moment, wondering why Chen Xiao suddenly said this sentence.

Chen Xiao sucked his nose heavily and smiled: "Don't you always call yourself Lao Tzu Lao Tzu to me? My Lao Tzu is my dad----Uncle, if you are my dad, that would be great. I will never be bullied again. The joke is that children who have no parents and no education, study hard."

Li Nanfang didn't say a word, he knew that the purpose of this dead girl was to arouse sympathy for her.

"Okay, uncle, since you are not free, then forget it, don’t bother. Oh, if you are really my old man, that would be great, I will definitely become a good girl. No matter how much Chen Dali loves me, after all They're all just my brother, and they don't have any culture. No matter what happens, the first reaction is to chop him, hehe."

After listening to Chen Xiao's pretentiously relaxed smile, Li Nanfang sighed: "Oh, what time is it tomorrow, where do you go?"

Chen Xiao asked in surprise: "Uncle, did you agree?"

Can Li Nanfang not agree?

Regardless of whether Chen Xiao is playing the tragic card or not, one thing she said is right. The way Chen Dali handles things, he knows how to fight and kill. With this birdman, what good children can he educate?

Now that Chen Dali has been recognized, Li Nanfang must also accept Chen Xiao's existence, hoping to help her learn well.

"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock noon, see you at the gate of Third Middle School!"

"Do you want me to tell your brother?"

"No!"

Without even thinking about it, Chen Xiao blurted out: "If you let him know that I skip class again, you will kill me."

Li Nanfang sneered: "Hmph, do you think I won't beat you?"

"Of course you will. The last time I was in the hotel, I still hurt people’s ass. But I don’t care, it’s hurting me, it’s sweet in my heart, knowing that you are looking at Chen Dali’s face and treating me. it is good----"

"It's okay, don't flatter me, so be it, I'm still busy and hang up."

I was impatient to listen to an ignorant girl who didn't have much technical content and flattered. Just as Li Nanfang took off the phone, there was the sound of tumbling footsteps on the stairs. Chen Dali ran down like a butt, followed by the mean-looking landlord’s sister-in-law. .

As long as you have money, everything is easy to handle. The contract for renting this place for one year is signed before the sky is dark. Chen Dali held the rental contract with both hands and kept smirking.

Li Nanfang was worried.

When I borrowed 40 million from Su Yaqier, I felt that the money was a lot. 30 million was used to buy the factory, and the remaining 10 million was used to repair the factory and pay the workers. It should be able to handle it for a while. of.

Facts have proved that Li Nanfang is a rookie in a shopping mall. He thought things too simple at the beginning, not to mention hiring leg models, shooting advertisements and other expenses for the media. Just renting the rent of the company headquarters cost the boss. It is said that after mass production of southern stockings, large amounts of money are needed to purchase raw materials.

There is another 40 million, which is almost the same.

I just started a business, isn't he taking too much steps?

Others can start a business with hundreds of thousands of dollars, but I put it here, but they don't even have enough rent.

The more Li Nanfang thought about it, the more anxious he became. Seeing Chen Dali still smirking with the rental contract, he became angry and kicked his feet: "Grass, heartless things, how many smirks? Quickly give it to the old man. Wang and the others called to work overtime tonight, clean up the sanitation first, and then plan the decoration!"

After kicking Chen Dali a few feet in succession, Li Nanfang felt a lot happier, and went out and got on the car cursingly, ready to find a place to have dinner. After dinner, he had to go to the club to work.

After 8:30 in the evening, there were obviously more vehicles in the parking lot of the Jindi Club. Men and women with tasteful dresses entered the club in twos and threes and began to enjoy their rich nightlife.

How about telling the old horse that I will not go to work tonight and have a good rest for three or two days?

Just as the car drove into the parking lot, Li Nanfang stepped on the brakes and pressed his backhand on his waist. It was a little sore. This was a sequelae of being indiscriminately with a distinguished guest in the middle of the night. It was a man who came here seven times a night and couldn’t stand it. .

As soon as this thought came up, Manager Ma called: "Brother Ye, where are you now?"

"Why, what kind of guest is here again?"

Li Nanfang was a little displeased and said, "I said Manager Ma, this is a rhythm that will exhaust me. You must be relaxed and relaxed in everything. You can't make me lose my life just to make money. ?"

"Brother Ye, you misunderstood."

Manager Ma quickly explained: "That's it. Mr. Wu knows that you are tired during this time and wants to treat you well. I have already told your fans. You are off work tonight and don't wait for you anymore."

"It's about the same. Wait, I'll be there soon."

Lao Ma’s words made Li Nanfang feel the warmth from the leader, parked the car, and entered the clubhouse through the side door.

"Brother Ye, come on, just waiting for you."

As soon as he walked out and nodded, Manager Ma, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, hurried up to greet him with an attentive smile and let him into Mr. Wu's office.

On the case table in the hospitality area of ​​the office, there were six exquisite dishes and two bottles of Flying Moutai. This made Li Nanfang a little regretful. He knew Mr. Wu had a treat tonight, so why bother to spend money to eat barbecue? It took seven or eighty yuan.

In addition to Mr. Wu and Manager Ma, there is also a middle-aged man in a black suit sitting on the sofa like the second uncle, looking at the coming Li Nanfang, smiling and nodding.

"Come on, Ye Chen, let me introduce to you, this is Wan Chengliang, Mr. Wan."

President Wu stood up and enthusiastically introduced both parties: "Mr. Wan, this is Ye Chen."

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I have heard of the name for a long time."

Wan Chengliang stood up and proactively extended his right hand.

"Hello, Mr. Wan."

Li Nanfang and Wan Chengliang shook hands, and boss Wu greeted everyone to sit down.

After seeing only these few people, Li Nanfang knew that what Manager Ma said was just farting.

Boss Wu really wants to treat him, he should put a table of delicacies in the box, and then call a few princesses on the platform to pour tea, and finally take out a bank card, and sincerely say that he is careful and disrespectful , And ask Brother Ye to accept it.

Not in the box but in the office, there is no princess on the platform, but a stranger Wan is sitting. No matter how stupid Li Nanfang is, he can guess why boss Wu wants him to eat.

"Brother Ye, smoke."

I personally offered a cigarette. When Mr. Wu was about to say something, Li Nanfang didn’t look at him, smiled at Wan Chengliang, and asked, “Mr. Wan, if I guessed correctly, you should also be in the club business. Right?"

Boss Wu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't care. After all, he was a little bit deceiving.

"Mr. Ye, you are so insightful, ha ha."

Wan Chengliang smiled: "Yes, I'm from Jinghua Seven Star Club. I believe Mr. Ye should have heard of this name. He is not talented, and is currently the manager of the female guest department of the club."

"Seven Star Club?"

Li Nanfang thought of sending the second stupid son the night they left. It seemed that they had seen these four words on a building on the street, but shook his head: "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it."

The smile on Wan Chengliang's face was immediately dull, and then he laughed and said: "Ha, Mr. Ye, you are so good at joking----"

Li Nanfang interrupted him: "I'm not joking. I have never heard of a Seven-Star Club."

With his mouth half open, Wan Chengliang narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and raised his teacup to start drinking tea.

Everyone who goes to the night market should have heard of the name of the Jinghua Seven Stars Club. It is the top existence in the industry. Just like writing a web post, some don’t know the sunshine in the wind...

In particular, a popular person like Li Nanfang with a'famous reputation' has no reason not to know the Seven Star Club, but he has repeatedly stated that he has never heard of it. This is equivalent to deliberately slapping Wan Chengliang in the face.

No one will be too comfortable to be beaten in the face.

It was in Qingshan. In front of Mr. Wu, Wan Chengliang didn't lose his temper. If he was in Jinghua, he would have slapped the table and let Li Nanfang be dragged out so that he had a deep understanding of the Seven Star Club.

"Brother Ye, Jinghua Seven Star Club is the Taishan Beidou of our industry."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Mr. Wu quickly stood up to make a round, winked at Manager Ma, motioned to him to speak nice things with Wan Chengliang, and pulled Li Nanfang out of the office quickly.

Li Nanfang laughed: "Taishan Beidou? Cut, Taishan Beidou, should I have heard of it? I'm just telling the truth, what is upset about him? It's really inexplicable."

"Manager Ma will explain to Mr. Wan, Brother Ye didn't deliberately underestimate the Seven Star Club. You really don't know. Haha, Brother Ye, I'm very helpless when it comes to speaking, please forgive me."

Mr. Wu smiled bitterly and began to explain the purpose of this Mr. Wan.

It turned out that under the great packaging of Mr. Wu, Ye Chen's good name spread quickly in the industry at the fastest speed and attracted the attention of the conferences.

In recent days, most of the young rich women Li Nanfang contacted were from other places. They were ‘spies’ sent by clubs elsewhere to verify the authenticity of the advertisements in the Jindi Club.

Among them, there are people sent by the Seven Stars Club.

Facts have proved that Jindi Club did not resort to fraud, and indeed has a cash cow that the industry bosses covet.

Li Nanfang didn't know that for the past few days, Mr. Wu had to accept bosses from all over the world every day, and declined the generous offer they offered. He was stupid and he would let Li Nanfang go.

It was just Wan Chengliang from the Seven Star Club, he couldn't refuse, nor dared to refuse.

Don't look at Mr. Wu's background, but as long as he annoys the Seven Stars Club, it is really easy to deal with him.

"Brother Ye, I have explained to him time and again that your work in our club is only temporary. But he just doesn't believe it, so I----"

Mr. Wu spread his hands and smiled sorryly on his face: "Don't blame me, I can't afford to provoke others."

"I didn't blame you, I will tell him about it myself."

Seeing that Mr. Wu was really embarrassed, Li Nanfang groaned a little, opened the door and walked into the office.

"Ye Chen, you should know the Seven Star Club by now, right?"

A smile appeared on Wan Chengliang's face again, and it seemed that Manager Ma had explained it clearly for him.

Li Nanfang nodded: "I know, but I won't go."

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