Quick Transmigration: Fox Essence Training Raiders

Chapter 509

There are a dozen people in it, most of them are young boys in their twenties, besides the coach of the team and the analyst.

"Hello boss, this is Fu Feng."

The coach of the team is a short and fat man. He is only 1.7 meters, but his weight is two hundred catties. He is fat and has a good temper. He is called Brother Qiu.

As he spoke, he pointed to the boy standing in the corner.

He looked 20 or [-] years old, tall and thin, standing in the corner without saying a word. If Brother Qiu hadn't spoken, everyone would have ignored him.

But when you really see him, you can't help but make people's eyes shine.

This is a very delicate and beautiful boy, with flaxen hair, some slightly natural curls, fair skin, big and round eyes, as clear as a bend of lake water, and pink lips.

"Old, boss."

Seeing everyone looking over, the boy seemed a little nervous, he bit his lip, took a step forward, only glanced at Yiqian before quickly lowering his head.

Like a frightened deer.

Yiqian's assistant Xia Xue looked at Fufeng and couldn't help showing an old mother's smile——

Such a beautiful boy is so lovable...

Yiqian looked at Fufeng, didn't move, and didn't make a sound.

Feeling abnormal, Fufeng looked up at her again, then quickly lowered his eyes, but his cheeks were quietly red.

"Cough, boss, this is Fufeng's contract. Do you see if there is any problem?" Coach Qiu helped Fufeng.

"Ah."

Yiqian accepted the contract, "Is there any problem with the club recently?"

"No problem, everyone has been training hard."

"Well, you've worked hard, everyone. Let's go eat teppanyaki tonight. I'll treat you." Yiqian glanced at the boys, and the boys couldn't help but smile, and some even cheered.

"You guys continue to train, don't relax, Fufeng, follow me."

As Yi Qian said, she walked towards the office.

Fufeng stood there stiffly, pinching the corner of his clothes nervously.

"Fufeng, the boss told you to go there, hurry up." Xia Xue patted him on the shoulder and reminded him softly.

Fufeng nodded, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"You don't have to be afraid. Boss, she looks cold, but she's actually a very nice person. You'll know after you get along with her more. Go!"

Xia Xue comforted.

"Thank you, Miss Xue."

Fufeng responded, took a deep breath, and finally followed with strides.

Walking into the office, Fufeng closed the door behind him, and then looked timidly at the woman standing in front of the desk.

The woman was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, high heels on her feet, and her hair was dyed brown, just below her shoulders.

She had delicate makeup on her face, her eyebrows were a little cold, but her facial features were extremely beautiful, and her plum-colored lips were very translucent.

She is the owner of the club and also owns a company under her name. She is worth a lot of money, but she is only 21 years old this year.

Bai Fumei is talking about people like her.

A sense of sadness flashed in Fufeng's heart, he lowered his eyes, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

Yiqian was standing in front of the table, leaning back against the table, flipping through the contract with her fingernails painted bean paste.

"If I don't speak, you have been silent?" Her voice came out.

Fu Feng pursed his lips, "Boss..."

"What did you call me?"

Yi Qian paused, blinked her long eyelashes, and looked at him.

"...Sister Qian."

(End of this chapter)