Quick time travel: Did the big villain succeed in chasing his wife today?

"Zhenzhen!" Bu Qingfeng hugged Yang Zhenzhen and jumped up happily, "Great, I can go learn dancing!"

"I can learn to dance! Hahahahaha!"

……

【Zhenzhen, I'm going to upgrade the system. 】

【go Go. 】

Yaoyao disappeared in the system space in an instant.

Back in the dormitory, Bu Qingfeng still had a smile on his face and hummed a little song.

"Qingfeng, what's wrong with you? Did you find the money?" Fu Wu joked.

"I'm happier than seeing Qian! I'm going to learn dance from Teacher Duan!"

"Teacher Duan?" Fu Wu couldn't help turning around while playing the game, "Duan Zi?"

"Yes, yes, she is my goddess!"

"congratulations!"

"This is a great event, do you want to treat me to dinner?" Another roommate, Wei Mei, opened the bed curtain and asked.

"Okay! Where do you want to eat, just say, I'll make it today!"

"I want to eat at the court banquet." Wei Mei said excitedly.

"can."

"Qingfeng, you are amazing!"

The court banquet is a high-end hotel, and most people can't get in, and only a young lady like Bu Qingfeng can go in and out without any scruples.

"It's okay." Bu Qingfeng was indifferent to this kind of flattery, "Zhenzhen, let's go."

A group of six girls walked into the court banquet like this.

"Welcome." The waiter greeted softly.

The rockery of Dieshi Waterfall has winding paths leading to seclusion.

The expressions on the faces of the six girls are different, some are envious, some are excited, and some are lowering their eyes, wondering what they are thinking.

The six people walked into a box, and through the window, they could see the well-arranged flowers and trees in the yard.

One dish is served one after another, and when it is served, the previous dish has been eaten.

This is the habit of chefs here, frying one by one.

This habit is really strange, such thoughts flashed across Wei Mei's mind, but she dared not say it, she was afraid that people would think she was ignorant.

Xia Ting ate her food in silence.

Yang Zhenzhen had blocked Xia Ting's voice long ago, it was nothing more than jealousy, such as "Why was she born with a golden spoon in her mouth?" "It's just because she has a good grandpa..."

She had heard enough.

Also tired of hearing it.

After eating, when they walked out of the private room, they met a few middle-aged men. The leader was about 30 years old, with sharp edges and corners. It can be seen that when he was young, he was the type who fascinated thousands of girls, standing among a group of beer bellies Really eye-catching.

Moreover, Zhen Zhen felt that he seemed a little familiar.

"Qingfeng, bring your classmates here for dinner?"

"Yes, Uncle Feng, hello, uncles."

The group of middle-aged men nodded and smiled as a greeting, and the two passed by.

"Qingfeng, do you know those people just now?" Zhenzhen asked tentatively.

"They are all uncles that I know, but I don't know the uncle in the middle. He may be a big shot from another city. These uncles are helping him."

His appearance is five or six points similar to Xu Chen.

At this age, could it be... that scumbag father of Xu Chen?

Back in the dormitory, she took out her laptop.

She entrusted someone to import it from abroad, and it is not sold in domestic shopping malls yet.

The configuration of her computer is the highest.

Soon, she retrieved the identity information of this person.

Ye Mao, the next child of the Ye family, is Ye Rong's uncle by seniority.

He came here because the country decided to build a deep-water port in Haishi, the first large container terminal in China.