C8 Giving His Body to Him

On the second floor, there's a couple of guys on the fence.

They quietly looked at Chen Yi, who was downstairs, and their eyes were filled with thick killing intent.

Little Wang and Little Luo quietly put their hands into their pockets.

At this moment, the lady boss quietly appeared behind them, like a ghost in the dark.

She stretched out her hands, pinched Lil 'Wang and Lil' Luo's ears, and pulled them into the storeroom next to her, cursing and cursing.

"Are you still doing business?! You dare to slack off with me?! You are not allowed to eat tonight! "

Lil 'Wang looked outside anxiously, as if he would miss a great opportunity if he was a few minutes late.

"Lady Boss, that person is. . . "

Before he could finish, the Lady Boss looked at him with her sharp eyes. The two brothers shivered and lowered their heads, secretly clenching their fists.

Veins as thick as vines bulged on the back of their hands. Their skin was propped up, as if they were showing their unwillingness.

The rest of the employees looked at each other in dismay, while Lee quietly watched from the side.

The Lady Boss coldly glanced at the people downstairs and suppressed the killing intent in her heart.

Of course, she knew who that person was. However, they could not move or move this person now.

She can't let their three years of hard work go to waste. . . Otherwise, there's no point for them to escape.

Finally, the Lady Boss let go of the two brothers and leaned against the table behind her.

Her slender legs were crossed, showing an enchanting and cold attitude.

She took out a cigarette from her bosom and lit it with a lighter. She put it in her mouth and took a deep breath. She raised her head and slightly opened her mouth, slowly spitting out the white fog.

The white fog perfectly merged with the air and gradually dissipated.

"Old Zhang. " The Lady Boss' tone was unusually calm, and the hearts of the employees beside her jumped to their throats.

The middle-aged man who was standing at the side stood up and lowered his head slightly because of respect.

"What orders do you have, Lady Boss?"

"Take the two of them to the basement and lock them up for two days. "

"Yes. "

This small interlude did not affect the process below.

At this moment, Xia Ye had already served tea and poured a cup for each of them.

The steam from the long and thin water column poured into the round cup from high up in the sky, producing an ethereal sound. From beginning to end, not a single drop of tea was poured out.

Chen Yi still said the same thing.

"We would like to invite you to join the football team. "

Xia Ye smiled calmly and was not in a hurry to reply. As the saying went, one must play hard to catch. If one wanted to stay on the team steadily, one could not agree to them too quickly.

They had to let them know that it was not easy for Xia Ye to come. The harder it was to get, the more precious it would be. This would also make it easier for Xia Ye to negotiate terms with them.

Qin Jilin was an impatient person. How could he wait for him? He slammed the table and stood up. Like a bandit, his attitude was rude and overbearing.

"Our boss saved you. This is the reason! You should also join the team to repay him!"

Xia Ye carefully considered for a while and pretended to think about it. He smiled.

"How about. . . I will marry him!"

As he spoke, Xia Ye pouted and was about to kiss Chen Yi.

Chen Yi expressionlessly used the plate to block the kiss, but he frowned slightly.

The commotion just now was quite big. Qin Jilin saw that the other guests were looking over, so he could only calm down and sit back down. He looked at Xia Ye like he was looking at a rotten wood that could not be carved.

"I say, why are you so stubborn?! Isn't it good to join the football team? Didn't you play football well?

Do you know how many people in the football club are unable to squeeze through their heads?"

Xia Ye shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care. He lightly jumped onto the bench.

The rag in his hand turned like a flatbread. He squeezed out a smile at Qin Jilin and deliberately increased the volume of his voice.

"Not long after the news of Wuchuan's main football team's calf fracture spread out, the school impatiently sent you out to look for someone.

You guys are the elites among the elites. The school has selected thousands and thousands of football geniuses. You are a football team that has gone through layers of selections. It's not like Du Fann's legs are not going to be good.

In that case, all of you are just trying to find a top bag while he is recuperating. If you throw it after you finish using it, it would not be worth it! "

Xia Ye picked up another cup and poured himself a cup of tea before drinking it.

He sipped the tea with relish and made clicking sounds. He secretly observed their reactions.

Chen Yi did not say anything, but Qin Jilin was a little upset.

"What do you want?" His attitude wasn't as tough as before, and there was a hint of forbearance in his tone.

A trace of an undetectable smile flashed across the corner of Xia Ye's lips, and there was a light in his eyes. He was like a fox that was about to bite the lips of a rabbit. It seemed like the fish was about to take the bait.