Su Han naturally had a scruple for people from overseas and would not believe it easily, especially such a sudden thing.

He is not stupid and will not easily believe other people's lies. He will not get up early without profit. He will also have to pay a lot of manpower and financial resources. Are those bastards saints?

Su Han would not believe it.

At this moment, the night is getting dark.

In a entertainment club in the provincial capital of Haidong Province.

Qiu Feng sat there, with two cold-faced men standing behind him, and opposite were Wan Sanqian and Wan Jiarong’s uncle and nephew. On the other side, the director Yue Zhihong was sitting.

"Mr. Qiu, you are a rare guest. How long has it been since you returned to China?" Wan Sanqian smiled and raised his glass. "This Haidong Province is really a countryside. The highest-end club is like this. Why not go to our Kyoto? I must entertain Mr. Qiu well."

He took a sip of wine, looked at Qiu Feng with a smile, and said seriously: "Mr. Qiu, will you bring back any business when you come back this time?"

Qiu Feng glanced at Wan Sanqian, touched the wine glass gently, and didn't drink it at all. He said lightly: "There is no business, I'm just here to travel."

He smiled, "Mr. Wan is a giant in the domestic entertainment industry. What business does you have not done? You need to bring it to you as a small character."

"Hey, Mr. Qiu said this, but he was apart. If you are a little person, then we guys are not even a little person."

Wan Sanqian smiled and turned to look at Wan Jiarong, Yue Zhihong and the others: "What are you still standing there? Toast to Mr. Qiu, welcome our guests from afar!"

Wan Jiarong hurriedly raised his wine glass, looking a little cramped: "Young Master Qiu, I am Mr. Wan's nephew, my name is..."

"Your name is Wan Jiarong, I know." Qiu Feng glanced at him and spoke lightly.

Wan Jiarong was surprised: "Mr. Qiu knows me?"

"Of course I know, it seems that you have said that the overseas Hongmen is nothing, it is just garbage that dares not return to China."

Qiu Feng's eyes suddenly became cold.

Wan Jiarong's face changed drastically, and she became pale in an instant, and she was in a panic.

Wan Sanqianyi gritted his teeth and told this bastard a long time ago not to talk nonsense outside. Who knows if there are people from the Hongmen overseas?

If this is spread, it will really cause a big disaster!

"Bang!"

Before Wan Jiarong could speak, Wan Sanqian had already slapped him hard, making Wan Jiarong beat him and fell down from the sofa with a scream.

"You can slander the Hongmen overseas? You won't apologize to Mr. Qiu!"

Thousands of roared angrily.

Wan Jiarong fell to the ground and quickly lowered his head to apologize: "I'm sorry! Sorry, Mr. Qiu, it's because I don't know Mount Tai and talk nonsense. Please forgive me!"

He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it hard on his head.

With a bang, the bottle of wine broke, and the bright red wine mixed with blood, and it was impossible to tell which ones were wine and which were blood.

The broken glass fell to the ground, and Wan Jiarong still knelt there, not moving at all, and did not dare to raise his head.

"Forget it, those who don't know are innocent. For Mr. Wan's sake, I won't care about you." Qiu Feng glanced at him lightly and snorted softly, "I am a good person. If the people in other churches are here today, even your uncle will not be able to take care of him!"

This cold shout made Wan Sanqian tremble even if he couldn't help but tremble.

I almost killed myself, but I had to restrain my nephew, otherwise I would have to cause a big disaster sooner or later.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Qiu Shao!" Wan Jiarong was trembling and did not care about dealing with the wound on his head. Then he dared to get up and sit back on the sofa.

"I, I am a director," Yue Zhihong's face turned pale when he was frightened. His hands holding the wine glass were trembling, "Great, I'll have a glass of less than Qiu."

Yue Zhihong looked pale, looked at Qiu Feng and looked carefully.

But Qiu Feng didn't look at him at all and treated him completely as air, which made Yue Zhihong feel embarrassed.

In Qiu Feng's eyes, he turned out to be just air, and he was not even qualified to toast him?

Wan Sanqian didn't dare to speak anymore. Wan Jiarong had offended Qiu Feng just now. If he helped Yue Zhihong talk, wouldn't that be seeking death?

Yue Zhihong suddenly felt very embarrassed: "Mr. Qiu, I will toast you with a glass of wine."

"roll!"

A chill suddenly emanated from Qiu Feng's body, "What are you? Toast me? Do you have the qualifications!"

This loud shout scared Yue Zhihong's throat so much that he stood at you with a wine glass.

"What are you still standing there? Go out." Wan Sanqian looked bad and immediately asked Yue Zhihong to go out.

The people he brought him were taught a lesson and the other was driven out directly, and his face was not good.

This Qiu Feng is really domineering!

But there is a Hongmen behind him, and the young master of the Snake Hall is not so easy to provoke.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little nervous, but Qiu Feng sat there like nothing he had done, drinking slowly.

"Mr. Qiu, this time I come to travel in China, I have to bring some specialties back." Wan Sanqian smiled and found a topic.

"Well, you're right, I've found it." Qiu Feng smiled faintly, "I like the singer Qiao Yuman, who is very popular recently, and I want to bring it to the United States to develop."

Wan Sanqian was stunned: "Qiao Yuman?"

"Do you know?" Qiu Feng looked at Wan Sanqian, smiling.

Wan Sanqian is a big shot in the entertainment industry. How could he not know about some Feng Shui grasslands in the entertainment industry?

"I know, and I have some holidays." Wan Sanqian smiled and raised his glass of wine, "But since she was attracted by Master Qiu, then I, Lao Wan, don't dare to do anything even if I am brave."

How could he not hear Qiu Feng’s meaning? This guy, if he falls in love with Qiao Yuman, he will take her back as a specialty. As for what Qiao Yuman will end up, he can already guess.

"I just sent her an invitation to ask him to go back to the United States with me." Qiu Feng looked confident, "I believe she would not refuse."

She didn't dare to refuse, and no one dared to refuse herself.

Qiu Feng's eyes were full of domineering.

"That's natural. Being attracted to Young Master Qiu is her blessing. How dare you refuse? No one has ever dared to refuse Young Master Qiu."

Wan Sanqian raised his wine glass and smiled, "Then I congratulate Mr. Qiu first. I discovered the interesting specialty, which must be delicious, hahahaha!"

Qiu Feng raised his wine glass and took a sip: "I lend you a good word."

In his opinion, Qiao Yuman would not refuse at all, and she did not dare to refuse. For Qiu Feng, he had never experienced what it felt like to be rejected.

"Lingling..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Feng's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Qiao Yuman's phone, his face was even more proud.

“My specialty is about to be obtained.”

Qiu Feng laughed disdainfully, connected his phone, and deliberately turned on the hands-free, and Qiao Yuman's voice came from there.

"Is it Mr. Qiu? Sorry, I have considered it carefully and decided not to go to the United States and develop in China. Thank you for your kindness."

The smile on Qiu Feng's face suddenly became stiff, as if he was being slapped by someone, and it was already stiff.

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