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"Damn it, I don't have time to play charades with you." Yan Qiting was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He was trying to annoy him by the man's faceless appearance, so he bent his knee and pressed it against Xiang Fei's belly.

Xiang Fei was in pain, and was pushed away by Yan Qiting, and took several steps back.

Yan Qiting glanced at him, to prevent the man from raising his fist again, but the man didn't have any angry look on his face, but stood there looking at him with red eyes like a child being bullied by a senior.

Yan Qiting's heart moved, what the hell is this guy doing, it seems like he owes him.

To be honest, the look in this person's eyes is really indescribable. If you want to say it, it may be grievance, uneasiness, anxiety, and a trace of indescribable fragility. In a word, it is... distressing?

Yan Qiting was taken aback by his own thoughts, which part of this vicious fox's body made people feel distressed?He shook his head, stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes, and walked out.

"President Yan..." Xiang Fei called out from behind.

Yan Qiting's footsteps paused for a moment, and then stepped forward resolutely.

"Yan Qiting!" Xiang Fei paused and said in a low voice, "If you take another step, I will definitely make you regret it..."

Yan Qiting took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and walked away without looking back.

Xiang Fei gritted his teeth, stared at the direction Yan Qiting was leaving with his eyes motionless, and his fists were clenched. There was a loud "bang", and the smooth stainless steel handrail was hummed endlessly when he smashed it.

"Mr. Xiang, compensate for the damage to public property at the price."

A cold voice came from the stairs on the upper floor, and even Xiang Fei, with his psychological quality, couldn't help being taken aback.He raised his head and frowned dissatisfiedly after seeing the person coming: "Fang Chu, it doesn't seem very good for a person of your status to listen to the wall, right?"

Fang Zhimo leaned against the wall at the corner of the stairs with his hands behind his chest and stared at Xiang Fei as if watching a show. There was a hint of coldness in his clear eyes, like a cheetah lurking in the dark.After a long time, he went downstairs and said, "What's the relationship between you and Yan?"

Xiang Fei didn't know what he meant by asking this question, he hesitated and didn't answer.

Fang Zhimo stared at him up and down for a while, then sneered: "No matter what your relationship is, it's good news for me."

After finishing speaking, he pushed Xiang Fei away and went downstairs.

Yan Qiting walked into the infirmary, and the young female doctor frowned looking at his bloody hands, looking a little toothache: "Sir, you, I have to use tweezers to get the broken glass out."

Yan Qiting smiled casually: "It's okay, just do what you want."

"Oh, I said that you are too careless. I'm afraid there will be scars on such beautiful hands." The female doctor brought a plate, which contained various types of tweezers, cotton, bandages and disinfection tools. "I'll disinfect you first, it may hurt a little."

"It's okay, the scar is in the palm of your hand." Yan Qiting joked, looking at the nameplate on the female doctor's chest, "I believe that Dr. Fu will take care of it for me, don't you?"

Dr. Fu embarrassedly covered the nameplate on his chest, and meticulously sterilized him. He used tweezers to remove the foreign objects that were visible to the naked eye one by one, and then pressed the area around the wound with tweezers to see if there was any remaining broken glass. Zha: "You can really talk. Does it hurt here?"

Yan Qiting shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, bandage it for me."

"Be careful." Dr. Fu blinked, applied some medicine to his wound, then separated it with cotton wool and wrapped it in a bandage.

Yan Qiting stood up, moved his fingers, and showed a charming smile to Dr. Fu: "No problem at all, all parts are working normally, the flexibility is 100+, five-star praise."

Doctor Fu chuckled: "Then thank you for your good review, welcome to buy again."

Yan Qiting smiled, and brightened his bandaged hands: "If I buy it again, my palms should be more 'blessed'."

Dr. Fu blinked again, blushing at the homonym of "Fu".

Yan Qiting was amused by this cute little doctor, and his gloomy mood was slightly adjusted.He walked out of the venue, found a nearby Starbucks and sat down.

That annoying guy Xiang Fei didn't chase after, Yan Qiting looked at the time on the wristband, there was still an hour before the end of the bidding.

"Hello? Jian Li, I want to ask you something." Yan Qiting dialed the phone, caressing the bracelet on his left wrist casually, looking out at the clean street through the glass window.

It hasn't snowed in City B this year, the sky is azure blue, and the sun is shining on the ground like gold, warm.Yan Qiting hung up the phone, thinking about what Jian Li said just now.

Judging from Jian Li's explanation, Xiang Fei's character...seems to have changed a lot, Yan Qiting tapped on the table and thought, since nothing can be seen from the information, then maybe we can try to let people who are familiar with him meet him See, see what the hell this guy is messing with.

——For example, Jian Li.

The bidding has finally ended, and the results will be announced within fifteen days.When Yan Qiting walked to the gate, he received a call from Cheng Du. Cheng Du's voice was calm but faintly excited: "Mr. Yan, we won the bid."

Yan Qiting was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Han Wei didn't scold him.So, Xiang Fei, this little bastard, jumped at nothing?It doesn't make sense that he came prepared but didn't take it all at once...or is there still something twisted and twisted in it?

Yan Qiting thought about it and walked in, just in time to meet several other bidding representatives coming out.

The expressions on the faces of several people were all smiling, but some dissatisfaction was clearly hidden in their eyes.

The representative of Fengtai Group, who passed by the bidder, extended his hand to Yan Qiting politely and said, "Mr. Yan is really planning thousands of miles away, and he won the bid even if he was not present. Congratulations."

Before Yan Qiting could speak, the representative of Fengtai had already looked at the representative of Hongqi next to him, and said with a needle hidden in his face: "I heard that this land was in Qichu's pocket at the beginning, so it's natural that Mr. Yan knows this land better. In this way, it seems that those of us who are quick to hear the wind are overwhelmed."

Hearing this, Yan Qiting seemed to mean something, but he was not angry, and joked with a smile: "Where is it, I just rolled a few more times on that field and brought more mud home. learn."

He said this calmly, his eyes were sincere and humble, and he did not appear guilty at all. In this way, the representative of Fengtai had a bit of a villainous heart.

The other party's smile froze on his face, and he let go of his hand.

Seeing this, the representative of Hongqi Group hurriedly made a rescue and said: "I heard that the mud bath preserves health, and Mr. Yan knows how to maintain it. No wonder he is always so heroic and radiant. It seems that we middle-aged greasy uncles should often go to enjoy the mud bath. Natural baptism is."

Yan Qiting laughed, and walked out with a few people while changing the subject.

Everyone present is a sensible person, even if they are not convinced, they understand that the dust has settled, and it is useless to talk too much. Since there are peacemakers and muddleheaded people, everyone is no longer entangled, and after a few chats, they all dispersed.

"The people in Fengtai seem a little unconvinced." Cheng Du looked at the backs of the group of people leaving, walked over and said to Yan Qiting.

"The winner is the king and the loser is Kou, whether he is convinced or not." The dust finally settled, and Yan Qiting had let go of half of his psychological burden, and he was in a good mood.He embraced Cheng Du's shoulder affectionately, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, do you have time today? Let's have a drink to celebrate. Of course, the main reason is to thank you for your great help. Without you, Fang Chu's side might not be able to Good job."

Cheng Du looked at the hand on his shoulder, and felt an urge to hug it back.He hastily pushed his glasses, coughed lightly, cleared his mind and said, "Of course. Speaking of which, Boss Yan and I have never had a drink alone before? Boss Yan should know my drinking capacity. Let's talk about it first. President Yan really wants to thank me, but he can't bully me."

Yan Qiting laughed and said: "No, I've always only fed my dissatisfaction, Mr. Cheng as long as he is soft, even if he replaces wine with tea, it's not a problem."

Only then did Cheng Du feel relieved, he was really afraid that he would make a fool of himself when he was drunk, he had been tossed madly by his strange dreams for the past month, and he dared not even sleep.

"Then, at 7 o'clock in the evening, I will host a banquet for Mr. Cheng in Honolulu. Now we have an afternoon of free activities and a half-day holiday. What does Mr. Cheng think?"

Cheng Du smiled and said, "That's really great. Thank you, Mr. Yan, for the welfare. See you tonight."

"See you tonight."

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Cheng Du arrived at the western restaurant on the top floor of Honolulu. Yan Qiting was already waiting there, and when he saw him, he smiled and waved.

Cheng Du saw that the heavy gauze wrapped on his hands had been replaced with a thin sterile applicator, and he couldn't help asking, "Is Mr. Yan's hands okay?"

Yan Qiting looked at his left hand, laughed and said: "This? It's just such a small injury, but Mr. Lao Cheng still remembers it. If you don't tell me, I've already forgotten it."

Cheng Du smiled and said, "It's better to be careful, have you got a tetanus?"

Yan Qiting blinked, and jokingly said: "What is tetanus? I didn't get any injuries that were bigger than this before, but now I'm getting more and more squeamish?"

Cheng Du's face darkened: "It must be called within 24 hours. I will help President Yan call Dr. Zhou over now."

Yan Qiting clicked his tongue: "Today is Christmas, Mr. Cheng, don't call the doctor to spoil the fun. So, you ask Dr. Zhou to wait for me in the office tomorrow, 24 hours, it's still long, isn't it?"

Cheng Du gave Yan Qiting a helpless look, and put down the phone.

The light and atmosphere in the western restaurant are very soft. After entering the door, there is a large hall first, with a dance floor covered with a carpet in the middle, and a grand piano is placed in the center of the dance floor. A pianist is playing Schumann's song.

There are independent private rooms in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, all of which are semi-open and have semi-automatic soundproof soft doors.When the waiters serve the food, they only need to press the serving bell on the door, and the reminder light on the table will light up. At this time, the guests in the private room only need to press the button to allow the food to be served, and the door will open. Dressed in orthodox butler The waiters in costumes filed in silently.

It was still early at this moment, most of the private rooms were open, and the waiters were orderly delivering various dishes to each private room.

The waiter who ushered in the seats brought the two of them to a private room that had already been reserved, bowed to the two and left, and then a waiter with a tray came in and presented fresh lemons to the two. slices of soda.