The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 905: Chapter 905: The Feast at Hongmen Begins

The sound of tables and chairs constantly echoed within the cafeteria.

The girls gathered around the table, led by Cui Ronglian, could only stand and use their chopsticks to pick up the lavish dishes on the table.

Behind them was a group of leaders with bloated bellies, clueless, unaware that this feast of contention had already begun.

When all the students left, only empty bowls and plates remained on the once lavish table.

"Come, sit down and eat!"

Zhao Chuanchun sat back at the main table with a cold look, glanced at the empty spot on his left where Lin Fan had long disappeared. Clearly, as an outsider, he had no intention of participating in this meal.

"The real show is about to begin!"

At this moment, Lin Fan sat in a corner room of the restaurant, watching through the door crack at the panicked crowd in the distance. Meanwhile, Cui Ronglian aimed her snow-white bottom at the Iron Pestle, slowly sitting down.

"Is this... really okay?"

Ronglian was oblivious to what was happening outside, nor did she care. Her only

wouldn’t happen. At first, I thought he was collaborating with me but now it seems he is actually waiting for me to set the stage. This

below. It’s undeniable, this young woman’s rhythm was quite fierce,

one who’s something... Just a few days, and you’ve turned

moan unrestrained, the sense of protection was overwhelmingly pleasurable. Meanwhile, feeling the restless body in his arms, Lin Fan’s gaze remained fixed on the leaders gradually returning to their

none dared to speak, only casting their gaze at Zhao Chuanchun who was also silent. This suffocating silence

no food left... how about coming to my finance cafeteria, I’ll have

can’t eat

comfort now, your children don’t attend schools like this, so what the children here eat and drink has nothing to do with you, right? But don’t forget, you’ve barely eaten for a few years and

their heads. They hadn’t seen Zhao Chuanchun this angry for a long time. None dared to speak, keeping their heads down, but clearly, he had hit a sore

the heads of various departments, even ordinary staff within their own departments, their children wouldn’t attend such a school, to put it nicely it’s income mismatch, to put it plainly, it’s a change in social classes; those within

stop playing dumb. You’ve all eaten today’s meal, should you not pay

words instantly lifted everyone’s heads, not clear what had happened, yet

"I’ll pay five hundred..."

pay

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