Chapter 21 Required

"I'll go to your uncle!"

Ye Qijue was extremely angry. He could bear it when others said things about him, but he couldn't bear it when others said such things about his daughter!

He kicked Ma Linghao directly in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Ma Linghao immediately gushed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of shock. This bastard actually dared to hit him.

"Ye Qijue, why are you so restless?"

Shen Xiaoru was very frightened. Ma Linghao was not an ordinary person. He was a young master from a second-rate family. Although she was very angry in her heart, Ye Qijue was undoubtedly seeking death!

"Honey, I can tolerate other things, but I can't tolerate this bastard who dares to say that to Yueyue!"

Ye Qijue said angrily.

"What are you still doing? Call me!"

Ma Linghao finally got up and said viciously.

"Mom, I'm afraid!"

When Yueyue saw this situation, she was really frightened and hurriedly hugged Shen Xiaoru's thigh.

Seeing that his daughter was frightened, Ye Qijue felt a little regretful. Although it felt good to hit someone, it was not good to frighten his daughter.

But at this time, the four bodyguards had already attacked, and their fists were very fierce. When they saw that they were Lian Jiazi, Ye Qijue had no choice but to fight back.

"Bang bang bang!"

He punched several times in succession, and all four bodyguards were knocked to the ground without even touching his body.

"Ouch!"

The four bodyguards were lying on the ground, all holding their chests.

"Trash, get up quickly and beat him!"

Ma Linghao was so frightened by Ye Qijue's skill that he backed away and said.

"Master, I feel like my ribs are broken, ah!"

One bodyguard finally stood up and said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, Master, my ribs are also broken!"

The other three bodyguards also said everything.

"Depend on!"

Ma Linghao was completely speechless. He didn't expect that his four bodyguards, all warriors, could not defeat one of them.

"Good boy, just wait for me, we are not done with this!"

Finally, Ma Linghao angrily led the people and left in embarrassment.

Shen Xiaoru, who was standing behind Ye Qijue, was also a little dumbfounded. She did not expect that this guy Ye Qijue would become so good at fighting.

"Yeah, daddy won, that's great, mommy, daddy won!"

Yueyue, who was originally scared, suddenly became happy again after seeing Ye Qijue beating Ma Linghao and others away, and kept jumping and clapping.

Ye Qijue came over, hugged Yueyue dotingly, and then kissed her chubby face: "Yueyue, aren't you afraid?"

The innocent Yueyue actually said: "I was afraid that those bad guys would hit dad. I didn't expect that my dad is so powerful. Those bad guys are no match for dad."

Hearing this, Ye Qijue breathed a sigh of relief and said to Yueyue: "Okay, then Yueyue wants to be as powerful as her father in the future?"

"miss you!"

Yueyue said directly.

Ye Qijue smiled and said: "Hehe, okay, when you are older, dad will teach you boxing and cultivation, so that you can become very powerful, how about it?"

"Okay, great, Yueyue should be as awesome as dad!"

Yueyue was extremely happy, with a smile on her face.

Shen Xiaoru on the side rolled her eyes at Ye Qijue: "You really don't want to teach your daughter how to fight? You're talking about cultivation. It's so mysterious. I think you've read too many novels!"

"Ha ha!"

After Ye Qijue heard this, he laughed and looked at Shen Xiaoru again: "Honey, your skirt is so beautiful. Let's try on a few more!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qi said to Xiao Hong who was standing aside in fright: "Xiao Hong, take those items over there and give them to my wife to try!"

"Yes, yes sir!"

Xiaohong was so frightened that her voice trembled a little. Who is this guy? He dared to hit even Young Master Ma.

Shen Xiaoru tried on several sets of clothes, and they all looked very good.

"I want all these sets!"

Ye Qijue smiled and said to Xiao Hong, "Calculate, how much is it?"

"Ah, all of them?"

Xiaohong was shocked. These seven or eight sets of clothes cost tens of thousands in expensive ones and several thousand in cheap ones. In total, they cost over [-] yuan.

"Yeah, didn't I make it clear enough?"

Ye Qijue said with a faint smile.

"Is it too much?"

Shen Xiaoru felt a little sweet in her heart. She didn't expect that Ye Qijue was really willing to spend money on her, but after five years of hard life, she still felt that it was a bit too luxurious.

"Buying it for my wife, what does this mean?"

Ye Qijue smiled.

"Sir, the total discount is 29 yuan!"

After Xiaohong went over and did some calculations, she stepped forward and said to Ye Qijue.

"Well, pretend it's all ready!"

Ye Qijue smiled faintly and followed to the checkout counter with the woven bag in hand.

"No way, you bought them all?"

Sister Yuzhu, who was standing not far away, was completely dumbfounded. She wondered if all this was a dream. That migrant worker wearing ill-fitting clothes and carrying a woven bag actually wanted to buy almost 30 yuan worth of clothes in one go?

You know, this order should have been hers originally. The commission is quite a lot. The clothes here are very expensive, so sometimes they can sell one or two sets a day for several thousand yuan, which is not bad. That kind of money A dress that costs ten thousand yuan a piece may not be sold even in a month or two.

However, Ye Qijue actually bought so much at once.

"Can he really get the money?"

The other two old employees also looked surprised. This time, Xiao Hong was really cheap.

It was the first time she got such a big order, and Xiaohong was a little nervous, so she casually said out of habit: "Sir, do you want to pay by cash or by WeChat? Or by credit card?"

After saying that, she was speechless. Who would pay with cash for so much money?

Unexpectedly, Ye Qijue smiled lightly and said: "Cash!"

He opened the woven bag directly, and inside there were stacks of red notes, all of which were tied up to tens of thousands.

He counted 29 wads and threw them on the counter: "30, right? There are [-] in total here. Any extra should be considered as a tip for you. Your service is good and your attitude is good!"

"Tip, sir, is this too much?"

Xiaohong was shocked. A tip of 2000 yuan was something she couldn't even imagine.

"Haha, not much!"

Ye Qijue laughed, zipped up the woven bag, picked up the clothes bag, and walked towards Shen Xiaoru and Shen Yueyue who were waiting at the door.

"I'll go, Xiaohong, you are so lucky. With such a big tip, you've made a fortune!"

"Xiaohong, you have such a huge commission, I'm so jealous!"

"Xiaohong, your order today can be regularized. Shouldn't you treat us to dinner tonight?"

Several old employees looked jealous.

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to hot pot tonight!"

Xiaohong said with a smile.

"Let's go and choose some clothes for Yueyue and my parents!"

Ye Qijue smiled and said again: "By the way, I have to buy some toys for my daughter!"

"What about you? Why don't you buy some clothes? Your clothes don't even fit!"

Shen Xiaoru looked at Ye Qijue, and then reminded him.

When Ye Qijue heard this, he grinned and said, "I didn't expect you to care about me so much, my dear?"

Shen Xiaoru was speechless and gave Ye Qijue a hard look: "I'm afraid that if you walk next to me, you will embarrass me, Shen Xiaoru. After all, I am also the number one beauty in the eyes of the rich second generation!"

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