Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 1227 Are You That VIP?
"You dog slave, how dare you ask me to wait? This VIP room, this young master is going to book today, get out of here."

The arrogant young man snorted coldly when he heard the words.

Prepare another room?
joke.

When did he, the majestic young master Jin Hu, come to the black market auction, and he also had to wait in line?

Jin Hu took out a gray-brown card from the storage ring, and threw it to the boys in front of him triumphantly, with a strong disdain on his face.

"Look carefully, have you seen this VIP card? Open your dog eyes to see clearly, this young master has plenty of money. How much money you need to pay to enter this VIP room, you can just swipe it."

As Jin Hu spoke, he raised his foot quickly and was about to rush in.

Those little servants hurried forward to stop them.

"Master Jinhu, it's really not that you guys are greedy for money. It's that there are really distinguished guests in this VIP room."

Those little servants persuaded them earnestly.

He held up the taupe-brown card respectfully and handed it back to the young man in brocade uniform.

Clarinet had specifically told him in advance that he must treat the windy girl carefully.

Although they don't know the origin of the wind girl.

But since the black steward gave such instructions, they absolutely dare not neglect.

Seeing this move, the boy suddenly flew into a rage.

"You bastard. You dog slaves, don't you want to live anymore? Be careful that this young master is in a bad mood, and he will directly lead someone to level up your black market auction."

The young man raised his hand with a face full of shame and anger, pointed at the noses of the servants, and cursed arrogantly from his mouth.

Then he stretched out his hand and pushed those servants away.

Kicking open the door roughly, he strode towards the VIP room where Feng Qingge was.

He wants to see...

Who the hell is he who dares to occupy his VIP room?

Don't you want to live?
In this black market auction, no, no... in the entire business field of Dongsheng Kingdom.

No one has ever dared to confront him, Young Master Jin Hu, like this.

"Little miscellaneous, I want to see what kind of god you are, young master."

Jin Hu sneered with a sullen face, and strode towards the VIP room.

...

In the VIP room.

Seeing the door being kicked open roughly, Feng Qingge frowned in displeasure, and turned to look in the direction of the noise.

As soon as I saw it, a young man in a luxurious brocade suit appeared at the door of the VIP room with a gloomy face.

Feng Qingge's face darkened quickly.

Seeing this, the skinny middle-aged man behind her rushed up quickly, forced a smile, and apologized to the other party.

"Master Jin, Jin Hu, why are you here? I'm sorry, Steward Hei is here and is receiving distinguished guests. Please wait in another room."

While the thin middle-aged man was speaking, he glanced at Feng Qingge quickly.

I'm afraid that if someone breaks in suddenly, it will cause displeasure to the wind girl.

"Go away, Master Ben."

The youth in Chinese clothes reached out his hand unceremoniously, and pushed the skinny middle-aged man away.

He kept raising his feet for a moment, and strode over here.

"Hmph, are you the distinguished guest of the black steward they said?"

As soon as he saw Feng Qingge's gaze, he turned to where he was.

The young man in fine clothes immediately raised his chin with a haughty expression, and asked Feng Qingge in an arrogant tone.

While talking, he also used his eyes to quickly look up and down Feng Qingge's whole body.

(End of this chapter)