A moment later.
Ouyang Beihua finally got up from the ground. He looked up at Zhou Hong, his eyes filled with disbelief. He knew very well that he was not on the same level as Zhou Hong, so he did not rush forward again.
"Who exactly are you?" Ouyang Beihua asked, touching his burning face.
"Who I am is not important. What's important is that you must give me a clear answer, am I really worse than Yang Jiabao?"
"You...!" Ouyang Beihua saw Zhou Hong still asking this question and suspected he was deliberately humiliating him. He couldn't even defeat Zhou Hong, and yet Zhou Hong still asked if he was worse than Yang Jiabao.
"Speak up, did Changsun Qinghe miss out on a better man? Tell me quickly," Zhou Hong shouted.
"I'm sorry, it was the junior who was presumptuous," Ouyang Beihua quickly lowered his head and said.
All the classmates in the private room looked at Zhou Hong with admiration, and also with a fawning attitude towards Changsun Qinghe.
Yang Jiabao, still standing in the corner of the private room, felt indescribable. He thought that joining the Six Doors made him someone Changsun Qinghe couldn't reach, but he was utterly embarrassed. Changsun Qinghe's boyfriend was not on the same level, not to mention him, even his immediate superior was no match.
"Ouyang Beihua, how do you plan to deal with Yang Jiabao?" Zhou Hong asked again.
Ouyang Beihua seemed to know what Zhou Hong meant and quickly turned to Yang Jiabao, saying, "You're fired. You're no longer a member of the Six Doors."
"No, don't fire me, Captain, please don't fire me," Yang Jiabao's face changed drastically upon hearing this. He scrambled to Ouyang Beihua's feet, desperately grabbing his trouser leg and begging for mercy.
"Get lost." Ouyang Beihua coldly kicked Yang Jiabao away. If it weren't for Yang Jiabao, he wouldn't have lost so much face today, being slapped away in front of so many people.
"Qinghe, ask your boyfriend to withdraw the order, don't let the captain fire me, I beg you," Yang Jiabao immediately scrambled to Changsun Qinghe's feet, crying and pleading with her.
Changsun Qinghe was also speechless.
"Shut up, is 'Qinghe' a name you can call?" Zhou Hong snorted coldly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my slip of the tongue. Miss Changsun, please spare me. I was blind and a toad who wanted to eat swan meat. Please ask your boyfriend to spare me." Yang Jiabao kept slapping himself.
Changsun Qinghe was, after all, a kind-hearted person. Seeing Yang Jiabao continuously slapping himself, she could only look at Zhou Hong, as if asking him to say a word, to be magnanimous where possible.
"Qinghe, there's no need to pity this kind of person. Besides, even if I told Ouyang Beihua not to fire him now, he would probably be fired later anyway."
Changsun Qinghe nodded. That was true. Ouyang Beihua had lost so much face because of Zhou Hong, and it was all caused by Yang Jiabao. Even without Zhou Hong's intervention, he would have been fired later.
"Let's go." Zhou Hong went up and took Changsun Qinghe's hand, about to leave the private room.
However, Changsun Qinghe's classmates quickly swarmed around, seeming to want to get closer to her, to curry favor.
"Qinghe, we're sorry, we misunderstood. Please don't hold it against us."
"Yes, we didn't expect you to find such a capable boyfriend."
"Please take care of us in the future."
The group of classmates chattered incessantly around Changsun Qinghe.
"Everyone, it's okay. I have something to do today, so I'll leave first. Please continue your gathering."
Changsun Qinghe was too lazy to stay any longer. She and Zhou Hong quickly left the private room.
"Your classmates are truly snobbish," Zhou Hong said with a smile after leaving the hotel.
"Heh, people are like that," Changsun Qinghe gave a wry smile. She didn't feel happy because Zhou Hong wasn't her real boyfriend, so even though she had regained her face, she wasn't excited.
"Zhou Hong, when are you returning to Jinzhou City? Have you bought your ticket?" Changsun Qinghe suddenly asked.
"I'm returning to Jinzhou City tomorrow morning. What about you?"
"Mine is around the same time. What time is your flight tomorrow?"
"Eleven o'clock."
"Okay, we'll go back together tomorrow. Do you have any other plans this afternoon? I'll take you around Kyoto and then treat you to dinner tonight," Changsun Qinghe said with anticipation.
"Haha, I'm busy this afternoon. I need to find a friend, so maybe next time," Zhou Hong refused. He had promised to look for Liu Zhen Feixu yesterday.
"Oh." Changsun Qinghe looked a little disappointed. She had originally planned to meet her friend Liu Zhen Feixu this afternoon, but she gave it up for Zhou Hong. To her surprise, Zhou Hong had to see a friend this afternoon.
"Alright, then I'll see you tomorrow morning."
"Okay, see you tomorrow morning. We'll part ways here."
"Okay." Changsun Qinghe nodded reluctantly.
Zhou Hong continued to walk down the street.
After a long while, Changsun Qinghe took out her phone and called her good friend Liu Zhen Feixu.
"Hello, Feixu, I'm back. Let's hang out this afternoon. I'll wait for you at Financial Street," Changsun Qinghe said quickly.
"Qinghe, I'm so sorry, I happen to be busy. Let's catch up another day."
"Oh, okay, then let's meet up when I come back next time."
"Mhm, mhm."
Changsun Qinghe hung up the phone, feeling dejected. Zhou Hong had to see a friend, and surprisingly, her friend Liu Zhen Feixu was also busy.
Unfortunately, Changsun Qinghe didn't know that Liu Zhen Feixu was busy because Zhou Hong was going to see her. Of course, she had to keep her time free for Zhou Hong.
On the other side, after Zhou Hong parted ways with Changsun Qinghe, he immediately called Liu Zhen Feixu.
"Hello, Liu Zhen Feixu, I'm done with my business."
"Zhou Hong, send me your location, and I'll come pick you up. My friend invited me out, but I turned them down to accompany you," Liu Zhen Feixu said with some anticipation. She had even gone for a haircut this morning and chosen a beautiful outfit, seeming to want to give Zhou Hong a new impression. The last time they met on Kunlun Mountain, she was fleeing for her life, so she was quite disheveled.
"Okay, I'll send you my location on WeChat."
Zhou Hong opened WeChat and sent his location to Liu Zhen Feixu.
About half an hour later, Liu Zhen Feixu arrived in her car.
Zhou Hong immediately got into Liu Zhen Feixu's car.
"Wow, you're dressed up so beautifully," Zhou Hong said, his eyes lighting up as he saw Liu Zhen Feixu looking so fragrant after getting into the car.
"Not at all, I'm always like this," Liu Zhen Feixu said, blushing slightly. Of course, she wouldn't say that she had spent the whole morning getting dressed up.
"I have to return to Jinzhou City tomorrow morning, so I only have this afternoon and evening. How do you plan to entertain me as a host?" Zhou Hong asked with a smile.