"What's the matter?" Ye Fan asked. He was surprised that He Yu would seek his help; after all, in Shangjing, He Yu was known for his incredible connections. At that moment, He Yu said, "Brother, where are you? I'll come pick you up!" Ye Fan gave He Yu the address.
In less than twenty minutes, He Yu arrived. To Ye Fan's annoyance, the man was also a notorious lecher. Inside the RV, He Yu was cozying up with a girl on each side, which Ye Fan found repulsive. He truly despised associating with such men. It was utterly disgraceful. Although he was also holding two himself…
That being said, the four models had truly top-notch figures, with curves in all the right places. But that wasn't the important part. What mattered was that these models knew exactly how to take care of a person, and they made Ye Fan feel completely comfortable.
He Yu lit a cigar for Ye Fan and said, "Brother, my venue was trashed by a Taekwondo martial artist from South Korea."
"What do you mean?" Ye Fan asked.
