Song Yingjie felt that Zhuo Yifan seemed to be more confident than Zhao Zhengming. Although he was confused, he didn't say anything more!
"Hey! How's things going?" Zhao Zhengming took out his cell phone when no one was paying attention, went to a corner and dialed Ouyang Xinyan's number and asked.
"It's done! Xia Xiaoyu was accompanied by a girl who knew kung fu, but she has already gotten rid of him! It is simply wishful thinking to keep Xia Xiaoyu with that girl!" Ouyang Xinyan said proudly.
"Where's the person? Don't hurt her yet!" Zhao Zhengming warned.
"Don't worry! She has been knocked unconscious by me, and I am taking her to transfer! Will Zhuo Yifan not just give in this time?" Ouyang Xinyan couldn't help laughing. He had already made up his mind. Pay attention, you must let Zhuo Yifan play tricks. As long as Zhuo Yifan lives for one day, he will be worried and afraid for one day. This time, he is completely ruined! [
"Okay! That's it for now! We'll contact you later!" Zhao Zhengming showed a smile on his face and then hung up the phone.
Zhao Zhengming returned to the high platform with excitement on his face, searching all around for Zhuo Yifan.
"Jiayi, I have met Grandpa Zhao!" Shen An introduced to Shen Jiayi from the side.
"Grandpa Zhao!" Although Shen Jiayi was reluctant in her heart, she still politely squeezed out a smile and nodded to Mr. Zhao.
"Not bad! This girl is so pretty! Shen An, you have raised a good daughter!" Mr. Zhao nodded with satisfaction, looking at Shen An with sparkling eyes and smiling.
"Master, thank you very much! My daughter has been spoiled rotten by me, how can she still look like a lady?" Shen An said humbly and politely.
"Mr. Zhao!" At this moment, Zhuo Yifan's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of several people.
The father and daughter of the Shen family, as well as the grandfather and grandson of the Zhao family, also cast their eyes on Zhuo Yifan. They couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, wondering what this boy was doing when he suddenly came over. Shen Jiayi felt even more uneasy, but she couldn't say anything now.
"So you are a descendant of the Song family! Are you that Zhuo Yifan? You are so young and promising!" Mr. Zhao stared at Zhuo Yifan like an eagle, but said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhao, thank you! The younger generation can only make small fuss. Compared with the founding fathers like the old man, they are of course insignificant, and they don't dare to be presumptuous!" Zhuo Yifan said with a calm smile.
Mr. Zhao's pupils shrank. This Zhuo Yifan was more capable and calm than he imagined. Most young people can still speak to themselves with such an air and tone under his sharp gaze. That can be said to be No more, but Zhuo Yifan happens to be such a person! It seems that what the newspaper said is right, this boy's martial arts attainments have reached a certain level, and ordinary people can't do anything to him!
"To be too modest is to show pride!" Mr. Zhao nodded and said with a smile: "I heard that you came to wish me a birthday on behalf of the old man of the Song family this time? Why didn't the old man come?"
Zhuo Yifan and Song Yingjie looked at each other and thought that this old man was quite well informed!
"Grandpa doesn't like the excitement, he likes to be alone and quiet!" Song Yingjie said with a smile from the side.
"The grandson of the Song family! Yes! Not bad!" Mr. Zhao once again set his eyes on Song Yingjie, only looked at him for a while, and then turned his eyes on Zhuo Yifan.
"Master, that's a compliment!" Song Yingjie disagreed, but responded politely.
