Super Master of Female President

Xiao Lengyu didn't say much, but helped Ye Fei order a "Red Rose".

She was ready to laugh.

After all, although Chen Geshen's song is very good, it is difficult to sing.

It is even more difficult to sing nicely.

When the prelude of the song sounded, Ye Fei began to sing.

"Dreams in dreams that can't be awakened, red in the red line under house arrest, all the pain that stimulates the rest of fatigue, no longer indifferent..."

Ye Fei's voice is slightly hoarse and full of magnetism, which fits the song perfectly.

Xiao Lengyu on the side was stunned!

For a moment, he thought it was the original singer!

However, after a while, she heard the difference.

Although Ye Fei's singing is very similar to the original song, he has turned this song into his own in his own way.

And it's very nice and perfect.

Xiao Lengyu's pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ye Fei, and his whole person was silly.

The more she comes into contact with this little man, the more she can feel the charm of the man, the charm that she can't get rid of.

He is so affectionate, so mysterious, and so tempting to embrace.

She remembered the past experience with Ye Fei.

The scenes, like a movie, were clearly presented before her eyes.

He is bad, stubborn, strong, courageous, domineering, and responsible.

Whenever he was desperate and helpless, he could appear in front of him in time to shield himself from the storm.

Xiao Lengyu knew that he had fallen...

"The unavailable is always in turmoil, and the favored are fearless. The red of the rose is easy to hurt dreams, but it is lost between the fingers when held in the hand..."

Until Ye Fei finished singing a song, Xiao Lengyu was still silent in his own world, with crystal tears glowing in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Fei smiled and turned his head, and asked, "Sister Yu, how does it sound?"

Xiao Lengyu was a little fascinated by it, so he nodded directly.

Ye Fei raised his eyebrows again, and said with a smile: "Sister Yu, I sang ninety-seven points, more than ten points higher than you!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lengyu suddenly recovered.

She looked at Ye Fei angrily, and said, "I have said it, I haven't sung for too long! Come on, go on, I will definitely sing better than you!"

"Haha, well, go on."

Ye Fei laughed and nodded.

In the following time, the two continued to sing, sing solo and chorus.

The box was full of laughter and playfulness of the two people...

It took two hours to sing before it was over.

Xiao Lengyu was also playing today, his cheeks flushed.

She smiled and looked at Ye Fei and said, "Ye Fei, if you have time in the future, you can sing with me again, okay?"

"Okay, come again when you have time!"

Ye Fei smiled and nodded.

"This is what you said, don't lie to me!"

Xiao Lengyu giggled, then took Ye Fei's arm and left the box.

Afterwards, he left the Silver Beach No.7 under the courtesy of a group of waiters.

After Ye Fei sent Xiao Lengyu back to the Red Makeup Club, he drove to the Maple Leaf Villa No.6.

...

It was about midnight.

West End.

Zijin villa area.

The environment here is elegant, the air is fresh, and it is far away from the urban area. It is one of the best high-end villas in the West District, and it can be described as an inch of gold.

at this time.

The lights are brightly lit in Villa No. 9 in the Zijin Villa District.

Outside the villa guarded a group of big men in black.

One by one, they were tall and magnificent, with fierce faces, and at first glance they were like bodyguards.

The villa hall.

Wearing a black tunic suit, Xiang Dongyang sat on the leather sofa, holding a glass of Louis XIII wine in his hand.

Two Chinese men were standing in front of him.

One with a short head and one with curly hair, both of them revealed a touch of murderous air.

Xiang Dongyang shook his glass and frowned, "Trigger, magazine, you two are internationally famous killers, and the assassination rate is quite high.

I spent five million as a reward for asking you to help me kill someone. Why did I fail? "

The trigger spread out and said: "Mr. Xiang, I'm sorry, the information you gave is not comprehensive. The bodyguards around the target are not a group of ordinary bastards, but have been professionally trained.

Want to snipe under the nose of this group of professional bodyguards, it is not small. Moreover, when we were sniping the target, another sniper appeared.

Therefore, our actions have been greatly disrupted, and it is normal for the assassination to fail. "

Hearing this, Xiang Dongyang was stunned, and said, "You mean that there are other people who have been assassinated at the same time as you?"

"Yes, that's what it means."

The magazine nodded.

"Well, Mr. Xiang, we have already done what we should do. Because the assassination was unsuccessful, we don't need the remaining part of the money. I hope there will be opportunities to cooperate in the future."

The trigger said, and then waved his hand at the magazine, "Magazine, let's go!"

The magazine nodded, and then left with the trigger.

Until the magazine and trigger left, Xiang Dongyang was thinking.

He couldn't figure out who wanted to kill Thunder Tiger.

After thinking about it for more than ten minutes, Xiang Dongyang's mouth raised slightly, and a treacherous smile was drawn.

He quickly put down the wine glass, picked up the phone, thought for a while, and then dialed a call.

The phone rang for a while and was connected.

"Hey, boss Xiang, it's so late, is there anything you call me?"

There was a low male voice on the other side of the phone.

"It seems that you can't sit still anymore, and you have also launched an assassination of Thunder Tiger, right?" Xiang Dongyang said with a smile.

"Hehe, boss Xiang, I really can't hide anything from you! Yes, that's right, I also sent someone to assassinate Thunder Tiger today, but unfortunately, I failed..."

"It doesn't matter if it fails, as long as it succeeds later, what's the previous failure?"

Xiang Dongyang smiled faintly, lit a cigarette, and said, "How about it, have you considered it? As long as we cooperate, the entire underground world of Ninghai will be ours..."

The man on the other end was silent for a while.

Then, the voice rang.

"To the boss, I promised to cooperate. Find a time to talk in person, how about?"

"Okay, just tomorrow, how about it?"

"Okay, just tomorrow."

After speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

"Haha, interesting..."

Xiang Dongyang smiled, pinched out the cigarette butt, then picked up the wine glass and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Later, he picked up the phone and made another call.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Boss Xiang, are you looking for something to do with me?"

"Master Wu, Yu'er has already taken the bait..."

"Oh, really? Did he agree?"

"Agree, I already called him just now."

Xiang Dongyang squinted his eyes, smiled, and said: "It seems that that guy can't wait! Otherwise, he wouldn't send a killer to assassinate Thunder Tiger in such a hurry."

"Hehe, boss Xiang, since the fish bit the bait, then he won't spit it anymore, this is human nature!"

"Master Wu, go with me to see him tomorrow. It's better to talk about some things clearly."

"Okay, boss Xiang."

Xiang Dongyang gave an "um" and then hung up.

He moved his neck and leaned comfortably on the sofa, with the corners of his mouth rising across the cold arc.

At this moment, a charming woman wearing a red tulle nightdress with a charming figure and a long wavy hair walked down from the stairs, and then came to Xiang Dongyang's side.

"Dongyang, you seem to be in a good mood. What's wrong, did that guy agree to cooperate with you?" The woman said with a charming smile.

"Naturally agreed. As long as a person has ambitions and desires, he will lose his original sanity. This kind of person is the easiest to be manipulated..."

Xiang Dongyang hugged the woman on his lap and said.

"Hey, Dongyang, I wish you every success in advance!"

The woman leaned down and kissed Xiang Dongyang's mouth.

"Hahaha……"

Xiang Dongyang laughed loudly, picked up the woman, and walked upstairs...

at the same time.

A five-star hotel in Ninghai.

In a luxurious suite.

A man wearing a bathrobe, holding a red wine glass in his hand, stood in front of the French window.

He quietly looked at the neon city of Ninghai, stretched out a hand, looked at the high-rise buildings outside the window through his fingers, and murmured: "In a little while, I will let the whole be crawling on mine. At the foot..."

After speaking, the man drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp...