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Chen Qiye shook his head and smiled bitterly. Although Wang Yan'er pretended well, the curve on the corner of her mouth showed that all this was her masterpiece.

Just before the high-speed rail started, Chen Qiyeguang was watching the happy time he was with Lin Chuxue, and he didn't care about the outside world throughout the whole process. In just a short while, Wang Yan'er established an enemy for herself.

But his responsibility is to protect Wang Yan'er, and he would not be able to care about a woman, so he could only continue to look out the window, and Fan Zhe suddenly felt that he was ignored.

"Did you hear me talking to you?" Fan Zhe approached and shouted condescendingly.

"You'd better sit back." Chen Qiye looked out the window and said without looking back.

Fan Zhe was stunned, then a ferocious smile shaved on his face, pointed at his nose, and repeated: "Idiot, what are you talking about to me? Sit back? I originally thought that I just wanted to teach you a lesson in Miss Wang's face, but you are so arrogant. If I don't fix you today, you don't know how many eyes Mr. Ma has."

Those who can enter business class are successful people. The reason why they spend several times higher than first-class seats is to make it clean. Fan Zhe shouted so hard that some passengers immediately became dissatisfied.

"Who is this kid? Are you sick?"

"Haha, I see many beautiful women who can't walk these days. I guess this kid wants to show off."

"You can't even disturb others' rest even if you show off? The train conductor, where did you die!"

Several older successful people saw through Fan Zhe’s plan at a glance. Although they were unhappy with Fan Zhe’s behavior, they did not want to offend others. Some people have begun to call the conductor to solve this problem.

Soon a woman who was full of charm, had hair tied up high and had exquisite makeup, came over at the age of 35.

Han Weiwei, the train conductor of this high-speed train, is a qualified train conductor and traveling to international metropolis such as Tianjin and Yanjing. Han Weiwei has extremely accurate ability to look at people. Fan Zhe is a rich man at first glance, but Chen Qiye looks so dressed in moderation that he dared not look at Fan Zhe throughout the journey. This is a manifestation of the weak.

Han Weiwei only came here for a while and probably knew how to do it. As long as the person in the upper plane was willing to rest, the matter would be over.

Han Weiwei walked up to Fan Zhe, bowed slightly and said, "Hello, VIP, my name is Han Weiwei, I am the train conductor of this train. I don't know if there is anything I can help you!"

Fan Zhe was immediately attracted by Han Weiwei's extremely magnetic voice, and when he turned his head, he was almost drooling.

Although Han Weiwei was 35 years old, she was a plump woman. And the years did not leave any traces on her face. Instead, she added a bit of maturity. A set of fitted work clothes later brought out her perfect figure.

If it were in the past, Fan Zhe would have sold Han Weiwei for a favor, but compared with Wang Yan'er, it was a 100,000 miles away.

"Captain Han, right? I'll order you now to drive this person out immediately." Fan Zhe looked at Han Weiwei and pointed at Chen Qiye and said.

Han Weiwei was a little embarrassed. She was the commander of the car, but there was a separate ticket gate in the business car. Since Chen Qiye could come in, he must have bought a ticket, and she had no right to rush the guests.

"VIP, this requirement is beyond my personal ability." Han Weiwei replied with a sweet smile.

"You can't do it, what the hell are you standing up and saying?" Fan Zhe was worried that there was no place to vent, and Han Weiwei actually dared to refuse his request. He immediately raised his hand to teach Han Weiwei a lesson. If this slap is hit, Han Weiwei will definitely be hospitalized.

Although Chen Qiye is not a good person, Han Weiwei is standing beside her. If she falls down, she will definitely be in trouble. At this time, he saw a uniformed person coming from the corner of his eye, and Chen Qiye continued to watch the scenery with peace of mind.

With a loud bang, Fan Zhe's hand was about to hit Han Weiwei's face. The business class guest screamed. A big hand like a palm fan held Fan Zhe's slap, picked up his backhand, and used a grappling technique to subdue Fan Zhe on the spot. Two tears of pain rolled out.

"Let me go, do you know who I am? If you don't let go, I will never end up with you!" Fan Zhe shouted and shouted.

Han Weiwei suddenly felt that something was great. Although Van Zhe did not mention who he was throughout the whole process, his rampant temperament and the Vacheron Constantin watch in his hand all imply that he had a strong background.

"Brother Dong, let her go quickly." Han Weiwei shouted hurriedly.

This burly man named Dong Ge is the security captain of this train. He has served and is very skilled. Even if more than a dozen gangsters add one, they are not his opponent. He is a little interested in Han Weiwei, how could he let go?

Wei Dong directly increased the strength of his hands, and Fan Zhe almost knelt down in pain.

"You have a habit. I'm warning you once. If you don't let go, I'll take your life!" Fan Zhe roared hideously.

Han Weiwei hurriedly pulled La Weidong's clothes and said, "Brother Dong, forget it, I'm not injured."

Wei Dong snorted coldly, kicked Fan Zhe in the butt, then pointed at Chen Qiye and said, "You are also a client, come with me."

Chen Qiye said without looking back: "Why?"

Seeing that Chen Qiye dared to ignore her, Wei Dong took out a small notebook from his arms and blocked Chen Qiye's nose directly, saying, "I have the right to ask about the security of this train. I now suspect that you are related to a fight with me. Let's take a record. I advise you not to let me do it!"

Wang Yan'er was watching the show all the time. She originally wanted to use Fan Zhe's hand to sink into Qiye with disgust. Now there is another Wei Dong, which makes her feel very entertained.
Chapter completed!