Strongest Guard

Under Yue Zitong's Nine Yin White Bone Claw, Lee Nanfang could only submit.    

    

He directly tore off the plastic bag on the outside and took out the invitation card. Then, he sneered: "Lee Nanfang, don't be in such a hurry to leave. "To dare to use this matter to make fun of my aunt, I think you must be tired of living … Damn, you look pretty good!"    

    

If this was a few days ago, before Yue Zitong had seen the news of General Assembly of Socks Union gathering, even if Lee Nanfang handed over the invitation with both hands, Wu Tie definitely wouldn't even look at it.    

    

But now, when she had just talked to Helan Xiaoxin through the phone, and learned that the invitation was supposed to have a chance to obtain it, she was cut off halfway through, thus her desire for the invitation became even more urgent.    

    

After Yue Zitong snatched the invitation from him, she immediately realized that this scum, how did he manage to get the Alliance Assembly invitation?    

    

Don't forget, Helan Xiaoxin had so many connections abroad, yet she couldn't even do it. If he could get her, would that be fair?    

    

In order to cover up the awkwardness of her intense need, Yue Zitong obviously had to put on a cold smile and look disdainful.    

    

It does look like it.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't have the chance to personally see Alliance Assembly's invitation card, but after opening this invitation card, her intuition told her that this was exactly what an invitation ought to be like.    

    

"Li Zi Li's cooking skills are still very excellent. "Hehe, it's still a VIP card with a number."    

    

Yue Zitong looked at the invitation and asked casually, "How much did you spend?"    

    

"A full eight thousand yuan, should I reimburse it?"    

    

"Eighty."    

    

Yue Zitong opened the drawer, took out a one hundred dollar bill, and threw it to Lee Nanfang: "As for the remaining twenty, I'll consider it as your reward." Although your foolish actions will only make me feel a sense of empathy, but your filial piety is worthy of praise. In the future, you must work even harder. "    

    

As he said that, he threw the invitation into the wastebasket under the table.    

    

No matter how fine the flax plum was, it was still a product of the West Bass. Director Yue didn't have any hobby of collecting invitations, so why did he keep it if he didn't want to throw it away?    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled and didn't say anything else. He took the one hundred yuan, jumped off the table, picked up the invitation from the wastebasket and walked towards the door.    

    

He was too lazy to explain.    

    

If he explained, it would be an insult to Ye Xiaodao, who had paid such a huge price to get this invitation.    

    

"Wait!"    

    

He had just reached the door when Yue Zitong spoke.    

    

"Is there something else?"    

    

Lee Nanfang turned around and asked.    

    

Yue Zitong narrowed her eyes and looked at Lee Nanfang for a moment. Then, she said, "Give me the invitation, I'll take a look."    

    

"It's just a fake invitation card, what's there to look at?"    

    

"If I told you to take it, then take it. Where did all this nonsense come from?"    

    

Yue Zitong started to lose her temper and scolded him. She pulled over the keyboard and typed a few words in quick succession.    

    

She was searching for information regarding the General Assembly of Socks Union that was about to be held. There must be information about invitations on it, such as how many invitations there were in total, where the invited participants were from, and so on.    

    

There were a total of two hundred invitations, one hundred and forty of which were sent to the famous socks business groups. The rest were VIP invitations, which not only allowed one to find business opportunities during this conference, but also provided the important task of evaluating the three gold, silver, and copper prizes among the socks business brands.    

    

Yue Zitong first looked at the sample of ordinary invitation cards, then enlarged the photos of the VIP invitation. She took them from Lee Nanfang and placed them in front of the screen to compare.    

    

Whether it was the color of the invitation or the format of the content layout, the one in Yue Zitong's hand was exactly the same as the photo. Only the VIP number was different.    

    

The number of the invitation that Yue Zitong held was 200. It was the last VIP invitation, if this was the real one.    

    

"These forgeries are really too scary. They can actually fake the truth."    

    

Yue Zitong frowned, tossing and turning it around as she compared it to the invitation card on the computer. "Unfortunately, the fake is fake after all, and it will never be real. Amazing, even the anti-fake layer is done quite well."    

    

Using her delicate fingernails, Yue Zitong scraped away the anti-forgery layer and saw a web address, four digits of verification code, and the contact number of the organization committee.    

    

The invitation card in the computer had not been scratched out of the security layer. No matter how high the method of forging a fake certificate was, it was impossible for one to know what was inside.    

    

To take a step back, forgeries can guess under the anti-forgery layer, will note the contact details, also look up the organizing committee's phone number online, but do you need to log in to the website's verification code?    

    

"Come on, let's see what surprises we can see based on this verification code."    

    

Yue Zitong's heart skipped a beat as she looked at Lee Nanfang, who still didn't say anything even though he picked up her glass of water. He seemed to have a premonition that something big was going to happen.    

    

The words' General Assembly of Socks Union of the eighteenth world 'quickly appeared on the web page that was opened. At the upper right corner, there was a normal sign-in, and surprisingly, there was a special VIP sign-in port.    

    

Yue Zitong's delicate fingers fluttered as she casually filled in the name of Kaihuang Group into her registration account. Her login password, her mobile phone number, and then, at the verification code, she typed in the four Arabic digits.    

    

"If I get a text message on my phone, it's a miracle. Although I know that miracles are as unattainable as wishing you could become a good person, I sincerely implore God to give you a chance to be one. "    

    

After finishing everything, Yue Zitong pushed open the keyboard. She picked up the phone and waved it by her ear, as casual as ever, as if she didn't care.    

    

Lee Nanfang still didn't say anything. He picked up her glass of water and walked to the French window and looked into the distance.    

    

Under the good weather, one could see the Mother River from the window. It was like a silver dragon, meandering over from the northwest, passing through the green mountain Northern Suburb and howling towards the southeast.    

    

Looking at Lee Nanfang's back, Yue Zitong felt an unnatural depression. She started to ponder about what she had said just now.    

    

Although his method of making a fake invitation was childish and laughable, it was still to make her happy, so his starting point was still good. She shouldn't have said such harsh words, and shouldn't have thrown the invitation into the wastebasket.    

    

Tsk, isn't it just an unintentional waste of your filial piety?    

    

Yue Zitong curled her lips in disdain. The phone in her left hand suddenly vibrated. A text appeared on the screen. It was the public number of the Foreign Language Association's organizing committee. There were six numbers in blue in the text.    

    

Did he really send a text message?    

    

Yue Zitong looked at her phone in a daze. She suspected that there was something wrong with her eyes. How could a fake invitation be able to get the organization committee to send her the identification code for the VIP registration?    

    

Lee Nanfang finally spoke. Without turning his head, he said, "Hurry up and enter the verification code. It will start again after a minute. After three times, it will lose its effectiveness."    

    

"Oh!"    

    

Yue Zitong subconsciously nodded her head. She raised her hand and typed six times on the keyboard. The webpage immediately changed to display the name of the honored customer. You have successfully registered your name.    

    

With a "pa da" sound, the phone in Yue Zitong's left hand fell onto the table.    

    

It was as if someone had smashed into her heart. Her heart thumped loudly as she cried out involuntarily, "This … this invitation, is actually real!?"    

    

He quickly walked out of the office, leaving Aunt Yue with a grand view of his back to be judged by his descendants. But after thinking for a bit, he decided not to bother about it anymore. Yue Zitong, who had come to her senses, would definitely bring him back immediately.    

    

"It's actually a VIP invitation, how, how is this possible?"    

    

Yue Zitong had clearly seen the words' Kaihuang Group 'and the dozen or so rights that only invited distinguished guests would enjoy within the account space, but she still did not believe that this invitation was real.    

    

"Fake, take it. I'll tear it apart to prevent you from laughing."    

    

Lee Nanfang walked over and snatched the invitation away, as if he was going to tear it off.    

    

"How dare you!"    

    

Yue Zitong screamed as she wrapped her arms around his left arm and tried to bite his wrist.    

    

Lee Nanfang was just putting on an act, he didn't want to be bitten by her because of this. After all, he didn't get the rabid dog vaccine the last time he was bitten, so he quickly let go.    

    

"This is my invitation, mine!"    

    

Yue Zitong held the invitation tightly in her arms. She glared at Lee Nanfang with her eyes that were filled with a ferocious light akin to a mother leopard. It seemed that if he dared to move even a little bit, he would pounce on her and tear her to pieces.    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender. Although he had a bitter face, he was very happy inside.    

    

Aunt Yue's reaction gave him a sense of accomplishment.    

    

"Come."    

    

Yue Zitong put the invitation carefully in the drawer, locked the key, and waved at Lee Nanfang, "Bend your waist, lower your head, and close your eyes. I'll give you a big benefit."    

    

"Bank card?" I like it when people give me benefits the most. "    

    

Lee Nanfang was very happy. He bent over and closed his eyes according to her request. Then, he stretched out his right hand to receive the card. When he was about to accept the card, he smelled a delicate fragrance.    

    

It was Yue Zitong's lips, soft as crystal.    

    

The moment their lips touched, Lee Nanfang had an illusion. It was as if they flew up into the clouds, but before he could see the scenery of the fairyland, those lips had already left.    

    

Bada. He really kissed her. He felt that something was wrong. Opening his eyes, he saw Yue Zitong's blushing face looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. In her hand was the imprint box for a handprint.    

    

"How about the taste of my lips?"    

    

Yue Zitong asked softly.    

    

"It stinks."    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his head and wiped his mouth.    

    

Yue Zitong lifted her foot and kicked his leg, shouting, "Scram!"    

    

Lee Nanfang turned around and left.    

    

"Come back!"    

    

Yue Zitong had only taken two steps when she grabbed his arm and exerted a little strength. She wanted to pull him to her but he was lying on his back on the table. She covered her crotch with her hands and said with a trembling voice, "I … I'm going to shout indecent assault."    

    

After seeing Aunt Yue reach for the cup, Lee Nanfang stood up and grabbed a piece of paper to wipe his mouth: "Kiss me and consider it as the reward for my invitation?"    

    

Yue Zitong raised her foot in embarrassment again. "Then what do you want?"    

    

"Give me thirty to fifty thousand, not much, right?"    

    

"My first kiss isn't worth thirty to fifty thousand yuan?"    

    

As soon as Yue Zitong said that, she covered her mouth with her hands. With regret filling her eyes, she said, "This, this is my first kiss! So this is how I will gift it to you? "    

    

Lee Nanfang couldn't help but say, "I can return it to you."    

    

"F * ck off."    

    

Yue Zitong held her head with both hands as she mumbled painfully, "I must have been overjoyed to give you my first kiss …"    

    

"Isn't it just a first kiss?"    

    

When Lee Nanfang lowered his gaze, Yue Zitong suddenly raised her head. Her gaze turned ferocious again, scaring him so much that he immediately shut his mouth.