Du Yong opened his mouth. All nerves and mania were gone, and all that was left was embarrassment and embarrassment.

Xie Junping was finally annoyed when he saw this, and stepped forward and grabbed his collar: "You led me to the entrance, and then you did this, why do you ask someone to help me?"

Du Yong had no temper at all at this time and started to stutter: "But, but Tang Yi, she is unlikely to pay attention..."

"How would you know if you didn't ask?"

"Then, may I ask?"

Xie Junping took a deep breath, let go of Du Yong's collar, took two steps back, held his forehead and thought for a moment, and then dialed a number through his bracelet. After a few seconds, the call came through.

He coughed and naturally lowered his stance: "Nanzi, there is something I want to ask you about. It's about... how should I put it, it's about a mystical issue. You're not very good at this, well, very

I'm interested, so I want to ask about the magic circle..."

The contrast between Xie Junping's appearance and the previous one was so great that even Du Yong, who was wondering whether he really wanted to call Tang Yi, couldn't help but turn his head and look over.

Xie Junping couldn't care less about this. He walked a few steps deeper into the room, answered yes, and suddenly raised his voice: "Hey, are you in Shuanghe Reality? Which store? Aurora Cloud City...I

Depend on!"

Xie Junping suddenly became excited: "Come up, come up, I'm in the VIP area, Shuang 7, Hu San'er, Du Niangpao are also here! Can't you leave? Treat friends, that's the group... Can I go?"

Which box? Luxury bag in Area A, Lu Shuang, okay, we'll be there soon."

He hung up the communication and clapped his hands: "Don't worry about it for now... Hey, Du Niangpao, have you got through?"

Du Yong responded with a grimace: "Tang Yi said there is a party tonight, a date tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow to catch up on tasks, so he won't take any orders."

Xie Junping rolled his eyes: "Then let's break up! It just so happens that Nanzi and his friends are here. Let's go meet and see if there are any other opportunities."

As he said that, he turned his attention to Fan Qu: "You, prepare four hardcover fruit plates, and enough drinks, oh no, non-alcoholic drinks, and send them to Lushuang for me, hurry! Besides, we can't delay here...

Hey, hey, why are you in a daze? Do you remember?"

"Lu Shuang, Lu Shuang!" How could Fan Qu not remember this? This box was the one he had personally approved for Yue Zheng just an hour ago. There was indeed a young man named "Nanzi" in there, or was it?

Ju Maoxun’s target tonight.

And he was deeply involved in it.

Fan Qu's mind was buzzing, and every word he heard seemed to have a sarcastic tone. He didn't make a sound, and finally nodded in agreement with many years of habit, and then turned around hastily, forgetting that the conductor was behind him.

His feet were hooked on the sharp corners of the instructor's high heels, and his body instantly lost balance and fell forward.

"Ah!" the conductor exclaimed.
Chapter completed!