Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two The Need for a Woman and a Boy
"Senior Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here." Dong Yuejun was as calm as pure water, without adding any preservatives.
Chen Yajing wore a purple dress today, her face had been carefully dressed, and she had a suit draped over her shoulders.
Behind her is a short, stocky man.
His skin is dark, his eyes are bright, and he shows a pair of white teeth.
Although he was short, his arms were thick, and the white silk shirt looked extremely tight on his body, as if he was about to burst in the next second.
The stout man looked Dong Yuejun up and down, secretly frightened, and threw away all his lustful eyes without hesitation.
"Oh, Xuemei Dong, look at my brain. Come on, let me introduce you. This is our company's manager Park Jung-nam."
As she said that, she affectionately held her arm with the short, stout man, and said with a sweet smile: "Oppa, this is the Dong Xuemei I often mentioned to you. She used to be very popular in our school, and countless boys chased her.
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Dong Yuejun frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy.
The sturdy man chuckled, with a hint of obsession on his face, and politely stretched out his hand, "Hello, Miss Dong."
The two shook hands, and Dong Yuejun suddenly felt that the thick man's skin was rough, and the callus was as thick as cowhide. He wanted to pull it back, but was tightly held, and he faintly felt the other person tickling his palm.
"Hello!" Dong Yuejun pulled out his little hand with force.
Pu Zhengnan smiled maliciously, turned to Chen Yajing and said, "Miss Dong, you are so beautiful. She must have many boyfriends, right?"
This was said in a sloppy way, like a fucking Bangzi dialect, which was very awkward to listen to.
Dong Yuejun was annoyed again, and there was no longer any smile on his face.
"Xuemei Dong, I haven't seen you for a year and you are beautiful again. Oh, what have you been doing recently? I heard that you got married, but it seems that you are divorced again. It is such a pity." Chen Yajing is sarcastic and never forgets to ridicule the other party.
"Marriage is true, but divorce is a rumor." Dong Yuejun smiled lightly and replied gracefully: "Sister Chen, aren't you married yet? I remember that you seem to be two years older than me, you should be almost thirty, right?"
Dong Yuejun's words are equally sharp, ruthlessly uncovering Chen Yajing's scars.
Chen Yajing was angry, her chest heaved several times, and she suddenly pressed her body against Park Zhengnan's body, letting out a sickening cry: "Oppa, where's the LV bag you bought for me? I'll put your business card in it."
Come on, give one to my junior sister!"
"Oh, yes, yes." Park Zhengnan quickly opened the blue bag in his hand, took out a business card and handed it to Dong Yuejun.
"I am the business manager of Park Enterprises in Goryeo. Due to personnel transfer, I came to Binhai for development. If Miss Chu has any trouble, you can come to me."
His broken Mandarin was worse than Chen Yajing's weird screams, but there was a strong sense of pride in his words, which echoed Chen Yajing's previous show off.
Dong Yuejun took the business card gloomily, "It turns out that Mr. Park is from Korea."
"Oppa is not only the general manager of the Binhai branch of Park Enterprises, but also a part-time coach of one of our Taekwondo clubs, a top black belt, and he even participated in the Korea Busan Olympics!"
Chen Yajing waved her pink fist without any concealment, as if she had contributed to Park Zhengnan's achievements.
"Ah?" Dong Yuejun was surprised.
"Haha, it's a pity that I can't fight for my country because of my injury." Park Jung-nam said regretfully.
In fact, he has never participated in any Olympic Games.
The Korean and Busan Olympic Games were held in 1988, which was thirty years ago. No matter how well developed Park Jung-nam is, he is only seven or eight years old. Is he participating in the children's group?
Dong Yuejun is not very interested in sports, and he doesn’t know if the other party is making it up.
However, Park Jung-nam's palms are really strong and the calluses on his hands are very thick. It is obvious that he has achieved this level after a long period of training.
"Oppa, where should we go to eat after the game is over?" Chen Yajing spared no effort to show off her affection.
“Then go to that ‘Moonlight Restaurant’ on Golden Beach. I’ve heard other people say this many times!”
Pu Zhengnan had ulterior motives, he just wanted to show off his wealth and identity in front of Dong Yuejun, "Ms. Dong, I wonder if you are free to go with us tonight? Anyway, it's just one more person, and it doesn't cost 10,000 yuan."
Chen Yajing nodded quickly, "Yes, Oppa has a lot of money."
"No, I'm waiting for someone." Dong Yuejun shook his head and refused.
"By the way, are you waiting for your husband? Xuemei Dong, is your husband handsome? Do you have money? What kind of car do you drive? Hehe, I'm joking with you." Chen Yajing said a very low joke in a self-righteous manner.
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Dong Yuejun looked at the entrance of the venue calmly, "He went to eat and will be there soon."
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she quickly waved outside.
Ye Fan saw Dong Yuejun chatting unhappily with two people from a distance, and said to himself: "Is this woman being bullied?"
Then he lit up a cigarette and wandered towards Dong Yuejun.
When Chen Yajing saw Ye Fan's careless look, she almost didn't know she was having a heart attack.
"Kekeke, he is your husband! Xuemei Dong, I didn't expect you have such a strong taste."
Chen Yajing bent over with an exaggerated smile, and then said very seriously: "Xuemei Dong, you are not young anymore, please don't push yourself into the fire pit.
Look at what you have become in the past few years. You have a bitch face for nothing, and you actually found such a person!
Oh, actually, he is quite handsome and has a good figure. Isn’t he very good in bed?”
Dong Yuejun couldn't bear the repeated sarcasm any longer, and she felt angry and aggrieved at the same time.
On one hand, it was because of Chen Yajing's words, and on the other hand, Ye Fan's performance was really unflattering.
I saw Ye Fan carrying a bag of xiaolongbao in his hand, a cigarette in his mouth, and a four- to five-centimeter-long paper towel slipping out of his pocket. He looked like a migrant worker from the countryside.
Ye Fan walked up to Dong Yuejun and handed the plastic bag to her, "Xiaoyang Shengjian, doublejoes, double the soup, take one bite and fill your mouth with saliva, while it's hot!"
"I...I've eaten!" A bead of sweat dropped on Dong Yuejun's forehead.
"Handsome guy, are you Dong Xuemei's husband? Oh, you are really special! I thought you were a takeout delivery person!" Chen Yajing giggled and covered her mouth with laughter, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.
Ye Fan touched his nose and asked Dong Yuejun firmly: "Xiaojun, I always thought that the people who came to the concert were high-end people.
But the reality makes me very disappointed! You see, even the massage girl from the hair salon can come in!
Alas, but having said that, it is precisely because of the silent contributions of these women who are willing to sacrifice themselves that our social security will be so stable.
Beauty, when did you make a mistake? How many customers do you receive in a week? How mature is the black fungus? If we know each other and take care of you, can we give you a 10% discount?"
"You...what did you say?!" Chen Yajing's face suddenly changed.
"Is it because you were fucked stupid because you were picking up a customer that you don't even know what I said?"
Ye Fan smiled disdainfully, turned to Dong Yuejun and said, "Let's stay away from her. If we get infected with some eyebrow poison, Lin disease, ouch, it will be troublesome!"
Dong Yuejun nodded with a smile, feeling very angry in his heart.
Although Ye Fan's words were extremely vulgar, they were hurting her opponent.
"Mom, don't leave!"
Chen Yajing blushed with anger, pulled Park Zhengnan's arm next to her, and said in a grumpy voice: "Oppa, that person scolded me, help me vent my anger Smecta!"
Park Zhengnan's Chinese skills need to be improved. He didn't understand a lot of hurtful words Ye Fan said before, but looking at his girlfriend's face, he guessed that they were not good words.
As the most shameless member of the Korean nation in the world, his ability to put on airs has inherited the essence of the nation. Even when his girlfriend is said to be a red light district lady, he still maintains his composure and smiles.
"Sir, I am Park Jung-nam, hello. I don't want to pursue what you said just now, but I ask you to apologize."
Four-fifths of a sentence was the second tone. Ye Fan was confused when he heard it, and he hummed blankly: "Where did the wild monkey come from, talking in human language!"
"Ye Fan, he is from Korea." Dong Yuejun said from the side.
"Oh, the Republic of Korea!" Ye Fan suddenly realized, "This... short and capable guy, do you want me to apologize, Smecta?"
Park Zhengnan was stunned for a moment and stretched out his hand: "Sir, if you are willing to apologize, we can still be friends."
Ye Fan saw that his arms were thick and full of muscles. He was obviously a practicing practitioner. Didn't he reach out just to test himself?
"Haha, easy to talk about! My domestic teddy must like you very much, because your height is below the horizontal line, which is very suitable for being fucked by it!"
Ye Fan held hands with him generously.
As soon as the two hands came into contact, Ye Fan immediately felt a strong force coming in, like an iron hoop getting tighter and tighter.
His expression became strange, a little unnatural.
Park Zhengnan felt proud, "You ungrateful brat, how can the beautiful Miss Dong become your wife?"
Chen Yajing giggled and said in a weird voice: "Oh, Oppa, why are you so affectionate with this uneducated country bumpkin? Wait until your hands are disinfected before you can touch me!"
Dong Yuejun was surprised, and naturally he could see what the other person was doing, and quickly grabbed Ye Fan's arm, "Quickly let go, don't be like him."
"It's okay, I'm a little sorry. I didn't expect that the Bangzi country will be the Bangzi country after all. No matter how strong they are, they are still Bangzi. I think too highly of them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's weird smile became more obvious, and his palms began to twist open in reverse, followed by a "crackling" bone sound.
Park Zhengnan's whole arm was shaking, and his contented expression instantly became distorted.
He wanted to pull out his palm, but the opponent's strength was too great and he couldn't resist it at all.
"Ah...sir...sir!" Pu Zhengnan was pinched so hard that he almost fell to his knees in front of Ye Fan, tears overflowing from his eyes and mucus spurting out of his nose.