The god-level son-in-law of the female president

After 10 minutes, the car stopped in front of a club.

Ye Huan got out of the car, looked at the beautifully decorated and luxurious gate, and couldn't help but wonder: "Old Hu, where is this?"

Hu Laowan smiled and said, "Young Master Huan, I and a few old friends raised money to build this club, just to meet you one day and have a good place to get drunk!"

Ye Huan was also moved when he heard the words, and couldn't help but patted Hu Laowan on the shoulder.

"Old Hu, you have a heart."

"Compared to Huan Shao's kindness, these are nothing worth mentioning." Hu Laowan smiled happily, "I'll go and greet those old friends first, Huan Shao, you go to the second floor of the club first, and when you get upstairs, naturally Someone entertains you."

"Okay." Ye Huan nodded and walked into the gate of the club.

This club is worthy of being built by Hu Laowan and others with a lot of money. The decoration on the first floor gives people a sense of high-end atmosphere, luxurious and stylish, and Ye Huan is quite pleasing to the eye when he is in it.

Suddenly, Ye Huan saw a familiar figure at the counter in front of him.

I saw his sister-in-law Su Muying sitting opposite a handsome man, holding a cocktail glass, chatting and laughing.

Sensing Ye Huan's gaze, Su Muying turned her head, and happened to meet Ye Huan's teasing gaze.

"Why did you come here, you trash." Su Muying was surprised for a while, thinking of the bet last time, her pretty face couldn't help getting hotter.

Ye Huan shrugged and said with a smile, "I came to ask you to wash my shorts."

"Wash your ass!" Su Muying's complexion changed, and she pointed at Ye Huan's nose, "Ye Huan, get the hell out of here if you're sensible! I'll deal with you when I get back!"

Ye Huan spread his hands and said, "Why, you can come, I can't see?"

The handsome man frowned and stood up.

Looking at Ye Huan's poor attire, it is estimated that a monthly income of two thousand is enough.

This kind of waste, entering the Canxing Club, will dirty the floor.

"No matter who you are, I'll give you ten seconds to get out, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Su Muying took the handsome man's arm and looked at Ye Huan with disdain.

"Ye Huan, Wei Chao is the manager of the Canxing Club. If I really want to punish you, you can't afford it!"

Ye Huan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Tsk tsk, general manager, what a great position?"

Zhang Weichao smiled disdainfully: "You trash, ten seconds is up, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Ye Huan said desperately, "So what?"

Zhang Weichao took a deep look at Ye Huan: "Very good, kind!"

He pressed the pager in his hand, with a cruel expression on his face: "I've already called the security guard, since you don't want to leave, you can lie down and go out."

Ye Huan smiled, and a strange look flashed in his eyes: "Okay, you call, the more you call, the better."

After finishing speaking, Ye Huan walked towards the second floor of the club.

Looking at Ye Huan's actions, Zhang Weichao was stunned for a while, and then a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Pointing at Ye Huan's back, he said, "I can only say that this guy is dead."

Su Muying's heart skipped a beat: "Huh? Weichao, what do you mean?"

Although she hated Ye Huan very much, it was not enough to let Ye Huan die.

Zhang Weichao pointed to the second floor, with a flash of fear in his eyes: "The second floor is where the boss entertains distinguished guests, and it is not open to the outside world."

"When he went up to the second floor, it was as if he touched the boss's scales. He must end up miserable."