At ten o'clock in the morning, Ye Tianlong appeared in the Phoenix Club. The conflict in the trick shop did not affect his mood at all, and there was still a calm smile on his face.

This club is very large, and the pure European architecture is integrated with the elegant natural environment.

According to the terrain and vegetation, the clubhouse garden is naturally divided into many special functional areas such as Cupid Hill, perfume garden, understory restaurant, and circular square.

This is an ideal place for hosting high-end parties, dream weddings and business events.

After Ye Tianlong parked the car, the waiter stepped forward to check his identity. After learning that it was Mrs. Feng’s guest, he respectfully led to the destination.

A wing room carved with reliefs.

The tall waiter led Ye Tianlong to ten meters away from the wing, then stopped well trained, and slightly cocked his hand: "Madam is inside."

Ye Tianlong nodded, then walked over with the gift box, and soon reached the door of the embossed wing.

At the door stood two bodyguards in black and a bald-headed man, each of them stiff and depressed.

Especially for a bald man, his legs are very long, accounting for almost two-thirds of his height. Although the cloth shoes on his feet are 80% new, the edges are severely worn.

He seems to be a master of legwork.

Seeing Ye Tianlong approaching, the bald man stretched out his hand indifferently.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "My name is Ye Tianlong. I'm here to see his wife. I have an appointment with her."

The bald man glanced at Ye Tianlong and said coldly, "I know, we need to search before seeing the wife."

He added: "This is the rule."

Ye Tianlong coughed loudly, turned around and left: "Goodbye."

The hands of the two bodyguards held up in the air stagnated, and an anger appeared on their faces. It seemed that Ye Tianlong was so arrogant and refused to search.

"Ghost Foot King, let Ye Tianlong in."

When Ye Tianlong was about to leave, a cold mechanical voice came out, still carrying a sense of majesty.

Just like Lin Rushui's voice.

Ghostfoot King's expression became ugly, he looked up at a camera at the door: "Assistant Lin, it's not safe not to search."

"He still has a box in his hand."

He stared at the box in Ye Tianlong's hand, a toy similar to a cake box.

Ye Tianlong snorted, "I'm an old acquaintance of the lady, and I have helped the lady. Why do you want to search?"

Ghost Foot King's face sank: "This is the rule set by the Feng family."

Ye Tianlong is not polite: "I'm not from Feng's family, so the rules are at stake for me?"

"I still have rules. People like you will knock three heads when they see me."

He hooked his finger: "Come on, knock three quickly."

"Boy, looking for death?"

Ghost Foot King's eyes were cold: "You are not qualified to be compared with the Feng Family. Correct your position, understand?"

At this time, Lin Rushui's voice came out again: "Well, Ghostfoot King, stop arguing, let Ye Tianlong come in."

"Madam said, Ye Tianlong has helped her before, and it's okay for Feng Family to make an exception for him once."

Hearing Mrs. Feng's instruction, the King of Ghost Feet reluctantly exhaled a long breath, and responded respectfully: Yes.

Then he turned his head to look at Ye Tianlong, and said stiffly: "Please!"

Ye Tianlong glanced at the King of Ghost Feet: "Are you always sore in these years?"

The Ghost Foot King was stiff like a thunderstorm: "How do you know?"

"I used my legs too much and I got an egg."

Ye Tianlong swaggered in and walked in, the King of Ghost Feet almost died...

"Mr. Ye, please come with me."

When Ye Tianlong walked into the luxurious hall, a young girl greeted him: "Madam is inside."

The young girl is very beautiful, with a height of 1.7 meters, a white shirt on the upper body, and a button at the neckline, which allows people to vaguely see the scenery.

Under her body is a black miniskirt, a pair of beautiful legs are straight and slender, exposed to the outside, it looks extremely sexy, it makes people soaring hot.

It's just that she is beautiful, but her temperament is too indifferent, and she always keeps a distance from others: "Please."

Ye Tianlong nodded, and then followed the young girl through the hall and into a small room inside, which was more private than outside.

There are only two sets of sofas and a coffee table in the room. On the sofa on the right, a gorgeous woman is holding a tea cup and drinking tea with a calm face.

The tea is very fragrant, filling the room, refreshing.

Lin Rushui was about to speak respectfully, but saw Ye Tianlong take a breath of fragrance, then faintly said:

"Melting snow from the Alps, brewing the Dachaoyang black tea from the Mackabali Tea Plantation, the taste and aroma are really extraordinary."

"It's just that the temperature of the tea is a little higher, which makes the tea leaves too blooming, not allowing the sweetness to slowly release, and also making the tea fragrance too strong.

Ye Tianlong's simple and single words moved Lin Rushui's cold and pretty face, and even Madam Feng raised her head.

Mrs. Feng had her hair crossed, showing a delicate face. She was simply dressed, but sitting on the sofa indifferently, she gave people a sense of superiority.

Her expression was calm, but the strength in her eyes was enough to discourage most men.

This kind of woman's ambition and wisdom are not low, they can only be used to watch from a distance, but Ye Tianlong is unscrupulous, swaying forward:

"Hi Madam."

Before Madam Feng said please sit down, Ye Tianlong had already sat down opposite, and then put the box in his hand on the coffee table.

Lin Rushui frowned slightly, as if he didn't like Ye Tianlong's initiative.

"Ye Tianlong, meet again."

Mrs. Feng pinched the black tea with her fingers, and looked at Ye Tianlong with interest: "Don't come here without problems."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "Madam is as beautiful as before, but the shelf is a bit bigger."

Mrs. Feng still made a gentle and almost strange voice: "I'm a little curious, how do you know, this tea and this water I drink?"

Not only is Dachaoyang black tea extremely expensive, but it is also produced in very small quantities, and only a few people can drink it.

Even if Ye Tianlong had the opportunity to drink it before, how could he know that the water he brewed was snow water from the Alps?

Ye Tianlong took a cup directly, poured himself a cup of tea, and shook it twice:

"Hengguo Makaibali Tea Plantation has a history of two hundred years, and the black tea produced has been distributed to the upper class of the world."

"The annual output of Dachaoyang black tea is only 300 kilograms. It has a first-rate taste and leaves fragrance. The price can reach 30,000 US dollars per kilogram."

Ye Tianlong took a sip: "It is considered Hengguo's most expensive black tea, and it is also a must for the British royal family."

"It looks like you have drunk this tea."

Mrs. Feng was not surprised: "But judging the tea by the fragrance of tea, I can understand, how do you know the snow water of the Alps?"

"Madam, I will tell you the answer later."

Ye Tianlong pushed the gift over, smiling calmly: "This is the meeting gift I gave you, I hope you like it."

Lin Rushui was about to come up to take away the present, Madam Feng gently waved her hand to stop it, perhaps it was Ye Tianlong's surprise just now that made her interested in Ye Tianlong.

She reached out and opened the package, then went to open the lid.

Just after removing the lid, Mrs. Feng's pretty face blushed, then she closed it back with a bang, and screamed at Ye Tianlong shamefully:

"Ye Tianlong!"

Ye Tianlong's eyes widened, and his face looked surprised when he looked at the box: "Huh? Why didn't it pop up? Where's my tricky snake? Where's my smoking snake?"

"Why not come out?"

Is the mechanism broken? This is three hundred yuan.

While Mrs. Feng let Lin Rushui go out, Ye Tianlong reached out and took the box over and opened it. His cheeks instantly turned red.

"by!"

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