The next morning, Ye Fei waited for Song Hongyan's text message, with a line of words on it: Okay, don't worry.
Although Ye Fei received this text message to report his safety, he was not at all relieved.
Especially when he called back, Song Hongyan's phone turned off again, and Ye Fei decided to go to Nanling to find out what was going on.
After Ye Fei explained to Sun Bufan and the others, he took Dugu Shang to Nanling by high-speed train.
Huang Sanchong and Huang Tianjiao arrived in Nanling a few days earlier.
This time, we not only have to deal with the end of the Nanling Martial Arts League, but also to settle the affairs of the Song family.
On the way, news from Emperor Du Qing came one after another: at 9 o'clock, Tang Ruoxue set out from Taohua No. 1 in costume.
At 9:30, Tang Ruoxue appeared at the China Overseas Civil Affairs Bureau. In addition to Tang Qiqi, Han Jianfeng and his wife were accompanied.
At 9:35, several photographers appeared, preparing to witness the remarriage moment.
At 9:45, the flower shop staff arrived and brought a car of lily flowers, which was estimated to be 999.
At 9:55, Tang Ruoxue walked into the lobby of the Civil Affairs Bureau and watched Du Qingdi report on the spot one by one, as well as photos of Tang Ruoxue's prosperous appearance. Ye Fei was indescribable and depressed.
He did not let Du Qingdi continue the live broadcast. Ye Fei could already imagine how sad Tang Ruoxue, who had not waited for him, would be after ten o'clock.
"Ruoxue, I'm sorry." Ye Fei felt endless guilt on his face, and his heart seemed to be thorned.
"Ding" Just as Ye Fei showed his own blame, his phone vibrated slightly, and his hand couldn't stop shaking, afraid that it was a call from Tang Ruoxue.
But I was inexplicably expecting her to scold her, so I finally took out my cell phone.
But the number above is not Tang Ruoxue, but a strange phone call from Nanling. Ye Fei put on Bluetooth headphones and answered "Is Ye Fei?"
"I am your Uncle Yong, Li Dayong, why don't you say anything when you come to Nanling?"
A long-standing but familiar voice sounded in my ears, very loud: "It's not that your parents told me that I don't know that you're going to Nanling."
Ye Fei was stunned, then smiled and replied, "Uncle Yong, hello, hello."
"Boy, Uncle Yong doesn't matter what you come here for, he must come here to have dinner with me at noon today."
Li Dayong spoke without any doubt: "I haven't seen you for many years, Uncle Yong almost doesn't know what you look like."
"Your mother was sick at the beginning of the year, and you didn't say anything. If you hadn't heard it from the third mother-in-law, I wouldn't have known that you were so difficult."
"Your parents are always strong like this. They don't want to come to Nanling to enjoy the happiness with me, but they also transfer the money I transfer every time I transfer it."
"Apart from the one thousand red envelopes you had when you were in college, you haven't received a penny more."
He spoke with a hint of blame: "You are treating Uncle Yong as an outsider."
"Uncle Yong, I'm sorry, it's our fault."
Ye Fei originally wanted to refuse lunch, but when he heard Li Dayong say this, he could only take over the topic: "Okay, don't say much, I'll go there at noon."
"I'll punish myself for three cups."
He still has a good impression of Li Dayong: "I guess I will arrive at Zhonghai High-speed Railway Station at 11 o'clock. Please leave an address and I will take a taxi." "What kind of taxi should I take?"
Li Dayong interrupted Ye Fei directly: "Is it eleven at half past eleven?
I'll ask my Xiao Huang to pick you up."
"Your aunt and Momo will come here at that time."
"We haven't seen each other for so many years. We must have a good drink at noon today and tell me about your parents' situation."
"That's all, I'll discuss some business with a few backbone of the Wu League."
He added: "See you later, don't let me go."
Ye Fei had no choice but to reply with a smile: "Okay, Uncle Yong, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fei found that he was disturbed by Li Dayong and was in a better mood, so he got up and walked towards the restaurant to buy a bottle of water.
Ye Fei asked and walked towards the No. 5 carriage.
He soon came to the entrance of the restaurant and stretched out his hands to push the glass door.
"stop!"
A sharp shout came.
Ye Fei was stunned.
Then, he saw a girl with a braided hair in front of him, with a delicate face, a proud and arrogant look.
Ye Fei frowned: "What's the matter?"
"There are people eating in the restaurant, and no one can go in and disturb me."
The girl with braided looks very impatient: "Come again in an hour."
The girl looks like a rich child, but her tone is arrogant and condescending.
Ye Fei's eyes turned cold: "High-speed rail restaurant is a public place, why do you stop me at the door?"
"If you let you go away, you can't understand human words, right?"
The girl with braids was very angry and pushed a palm at Ye Fei.
Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Ye Fei's eyes turned cold and prepared to shake her away.
"Jing'er, don't be presumptuous!"
At this moment, a vicissitudes of life but majestic voice came from the restaurant: "It's all wrong to occupy the restaurant, and it would be too much to hit people again."
Jing'er instantly dissipated her arrogance and became extremely respectful: "Yes, Mr. Zhu."
She was unwilling to get out of the way.
Ye Fei withdrew his hand and walked in.
He found that there were six waiters and two chefs standing in the restaurant, but they served only one table.
There were five middle-aged men and women on both sides of the table, each of whom was extraordinary and gorgeous, looking like a person who was either rich or noble.
But they all stood.
There was only a middle-aged man sitting on the entire table, with more than a dozen exquisite foods and a small bottle of wine in front of him.
Ye Fei's eyes leaped over everyone and fell on the face of the middle-aged man. This was probably Mr. Zhu.
The other party, Feng Qingyun, looked over with a faint smile.
His eyes have experienced vicissitudes, but they are still unremitting.
Without anyone introducing it, Ye Fei knew that this was a big shot, and that look was not something that ordinary people could possess.
The middle-aged man smiled gently: "Young man, sorry, Jing'er is blocking your way. You are a lot of adults, so be grateful."
Ye Fei nodded calmly, as a response to the old man.
Jing'er's eyes were cold and she didn't like Ye Fei's attitude.
In her opinion, people who dress in ordinary clothes and have no highlights, but who like to pay attention to equality will never make a name for themselves.
If Mr. Zhu hadn't stopped him just now, she slapped Ye Fei away.
Mr. Zhu didn't take it seriously, so he turned his head slightly to Jing'er and the others: "I won't eat anymore, go back to business class, don't block other passengers from eating."
Jing'er whispered: "Yes, Mr. Zhu."
Mr. Zhu looked at Ye Fei again and smiled: "Young man, offended me. I'll ask for this, which is a little apology."
Ye Fei did not respond, but narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Zhu's face.
Compared to the vitality of his eyes, Mr. Zhu's face is much shriveled, and his skin is even darker, as ugly as ink.
Jing'er couldn't help but shout: "Mr. Zhu is talking to you, are you deaf in your ears?"
Ye Fei stared at Mr. Zhu and said, "Are you going to die?"
The whole audience was silent in an instant.
Mr. Zhu's pupils instantly condensed into a ray of light.