Chapter 752 Nightclub

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"Mr. Yehong, please stay."

Looking at the beautiful shadow behind him, Ye Hong frowned slightly.

At the door of the villa, Fang Qingqing folded her hands on her chest, slightly restrained.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "I know you must look down on me in your heart, and think that I have two boats on my feet.

But you have to know that not everyone in this world can have the courage and strength of a reckless life like you.

I, Fang Qingqing, are just an ordinary woman, and a decent appearance is the only weapon I can use to fight for a happy life for myself. "

Ye Hong was silent.

"It's too far, what are you talking about now?"

Fang Qingqing smiled bitterly, but said to Ye Hong with a solemn expression: "Mr. Ye, I have a question for you."

There was a sudden nervousness and anxiety in her expression: "I want to ask... Are you the mysterious president in the legend of the Night Cat Group?"

Ye Hong raised his eyebrows and gave Fang Qingqing a meaningful look, but didn't say anything.

But this acquiescence-like demeanor has already explained a lot.

"Sure enough, I guessed it right!"

Fang Qingqing smiled slyly: "When you called Mr. Bi by his name, I had doubts.

Because it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to address President Bi in that condescending tone.

What's more, apart from the mysterious president, I can't think of any reason for anyone else to be so concerned about the safety of the Night Cat Group. "

Ye Hong was slightly stunned, and it seemed that he still underestimated this woman.

She is not just a vase, she is no weaker than the smart confidantes Ye Hong knew in terms of observation.

Seeing Ye Hong's somewhat wrong look, Fang Qingqing waved her hand quickly: "Don't worry, I'm just trying to solve this doubt in my heart and will never reveal your identity.

This secret, I will always carry it into the coffin. "

Her face gradually darkened, and she begged to Ye Hong: "Night club, can you please help me and Mr. Bi to say a word...

Just say that I Fang Qingqing is sorry for him, I hope he forgets me, this bad woman, and finds his own happiness as soon as possible. "

Ye Hong looked at Fang Qingqing with a sincere face, sighed slightly, and nodded lightly.

"Thank you."

Under the night, Fang Qingqing folded her hands together, smiling with tears in her eyes, and kept bowing to Ye Hong.

That incomparably complicated expression became Ye Hong's last memory of Fang Qingqing.

......

The planned family trip, after all, is still in the soup.

Because of Gong Yuliang's affair, Ye Hong had to focus all his energy on the Yemao Group.

But fortunately, Ye Hong was short of everything, most notably a woman who could help him with his worries.

On the morning of January 31st, spring was shining brightly.

This is the day Ye Hong returned to work in the Finance Department of Ye Mao Group after a long time.

At the same time, it was also the day when Murong Tingmeng took An Xiaoying and Ye Zhinuo, mother and daughter, to the suburbs together.

After saying goodbye to the three women, Ye Hong asked Lei Zi to drive himself to Ye Mao Group.

After a long time, the Night Cat Group seems to have expanded again.

The hall on the first floor was full of applicants, and the number had almost doubled from when Ye Hong joined the company.

This also proves the hot development trend of the night cat group from the side.

In the eyes of the candidates with envy, Ye Hong swiped the elevator directly with the employee card and went straight to the finance department.

All that was left was the chatter of envy, jealousy and hatred.