Chapter 702: The Lion's Big Mouth
never to drink anything the security director gave me. If I did, something bad would happen.Why couldn't she drink it What would happen if she did Xiaohong didn't ask, but she didn't need to. She cou...Ye Fan said gloomily, "Money There are no parking spaces left here. How much money can you give me"
That man raised his hand and pulled out several red envelopes, "Five hundred bucks each, how about it"
Ye Fan burst into laughter, five hundred yuan That's hilarious!
That scoundrel frowned, five hundred pieces was already a considerable sum, wouldn't this bumpkin be greedy enough to ask for more
Just as he was about to reprimand him, a young man's voice suddenly came from inside the car: "Uncle Fu, you ask him for a number and then stop the car quickly. Don't waste time on these trifles!"
"Yes, Young Master!" Fu Bo thought to himself, "I'm doing you a favor, kid!"
"I had no choice but to turn my head and shout, 'Friend, give us a number! How much would you want for this parking spot' "
Ye Fan seemed to be struggling, wondering how much he should charge. They looked very pressed for time, while he wasn't. Maybe he should just give them the parking space
No no! Looking at this Han Jian's arrogant appearance, I feel angry, but forget it, who has a grudge against money anyway!
Ye Fan thought of a number and reluctantly extended five fingers.
Fu Bo's heart skipped a beat, and he angrily said: "Five thousand"
Ye Fan shook his head.
"Fifty thousand"
Ye Fan still shook his head.
"Five hundred thousand" Uncle Fu shouted angrily.
"No!" Ye Fan said seriously, "It's five million!"
"Why don't you just rob him!" Uncle Fu roared. Five million for a parking space Was he out of his mind Looking at that rickety old car of his, it wouldn't even be worth ten million. Now, all he had to do was ask him to give up the spot, and this guy had the audacity to demand five million! Was this kid deliberately provoking trouble
"Boy, I advise you not to stir up trouble. Our young master is the chairman of Wanda Corporation. If you're wise, scram!"
Today, the young master is in a good mood and specially invited Miss Yu Fei from the Chinese language company to attend tonight's party. Hearing that Miss Yu Fei didn't want to go, the young master personally came here. Wasting the young master's time, boy, can you afford it!
"Wanda Company Is it famous I've never heard of it!" Ye Fan sneered.
Yann Jie had already seen through Ye Fan's act of pretending to be deaf and dumb. Normally, given his personality, he would have been very interested in handling such a situation. But now things were different; Miss Yu Fei was still waiting for him upstairs, time was precious, so it was better to ask Uncle Fu to find a few people to fix him up.
Just as he was about to give further instructions, a car suddenly drove out from the parking space next to him, conveniently creating an empty spot. "Uncle Fu, hurry up and park your car! We'll deal with this kid later!" Yan Jie really didn't have the mood to waste time with Ye Fan anymore.
Fu Bo glared viciously at Ye Fan, then drove off and parked.
Ye Fan smiled, thinking that having a few coins was amazing I wouldn't buy your account!
After the car stopped, a stylish young man in a suit and tie got out. He was pale-faced, elegant, with the charm of a popular Korean drama protagonist.
"Uncle, buy a flower. Grandma is sick and I don't have money to see the doctor for my sister," said a little girl of seven or eight years old, carrying a bouquet of flowers and walking up to the pale-faced man.
The little girl blinked her big, watery eyes and stared motionless at the white face.
The little girl was a resident of this garden. She usually relied on her elder sister for everything. Today, her sister was ill, so she didn't go to school and instead took care of the roses she had planted herself. She waited by the parking lot for uncles and aunts to park their cars. As soon as they did, she would approach them to sell flowers, but each flower cost a thousand dollars, and she couldn't sell even a single one.
“Get lost, you little beggar! You stained our young master's clothes. Can you afford to pay for it!” At this moment, Han Jian’s head butler Fu quickly jumped down from the car, pushed the little girl aside, and then diligently took out a large and beautifully packaged bouquet of roses from the trunk and handed it to Yan Jie. Yan Jie glanced at it lightly. This bouquet had nine hundred and ninety roses, which he had specially selected. Only such fresh flowers were worthy of a beauty like Miss Yu Fei.
Yan Jie was holding the flowers, taking a sniff. He felt that they were in full bloom. Just as he was about to take a step, the little girl came up to him again. She still pleaded, “Uncle, buy me a flower, please Only ten yuan each. My grandma is sick and I don't have money to see a doctor for her.”
The little girl looked pitifully at Yan Jie. Yan Jie frowned, and Fu Bo immediately understood. These days, the young master had been pursuing Miss Yu Fei, and Miss Yu Fei was about to leave. The young master's time was precious!
Fu Bo immediately stepped forward, shoving the little girl aside and scolding, "Where did this unmannered beggar come from Don't you see the flowers in our young master's hands Nine hundred and nine stems with nine blossoms each, one hundred yuan per blossom! Who wants to look at your dog-tail flowers, scram!" He pushed the little girl again.
The little girl staggered, taking a few steps back, before finally losing her balance and falling to the ground. The flowers in her hand scattered across the floor.
"Little sister, wake up!" Suddenly, a figure flashed and was beside the little girl in an instant, lifting her up with one hand.
"Are you alright" Ye Fan helped the little girl up and patted the dust off her.
The little girl shook her head sadly. Ye Fan had already seen the blisters on her hands, but she stubbornly refused to cry. Instead, she looked at the fallen rose petals with tears in her eyes, seemingly heartbroken.
After seeing who had come, Fu Bo's face contorted with disdain. Yan Jie, on the other hand, didn't even glance this way; he simply strode towards the elevator.
"What, after beating someone up, you just want to leave" Ye Fan stood up and said coldly.
Fu Bo was taken aback, he didn't expect this temple bun to dare to speak out. He immediately stopped looking and said arrogantly, "What do you want"
"Apologize!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"What What are you talking about If I don't apologize" Fu Bo twitched the corner of his mouth. It had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him like this.
"Then I'll beat you until you apologize!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, the sound of cracking echoing through the air. Everyone could see the anger burning in his eyes.
"You..." Uncle Fu retreated a step, looking at Ye Fan with a hint of fear. Usually, he was the one bullying others; who dared to treat him this way It was a pity that he had walked too suddenly today and hadn't brought any thugs. Although he wasn't yet fifty years old, his body had long been hollowed out by debauchery. If he fought with this young man, he would probably be the one at a disadvantage.
At this time, Yan Jie, who had been standing by all along, looked at his watch and said faintly to Fu Bo, "Fu Bo, you handle this matter." After saying that, he bowed to Hua and walked into the elevator.
"Master…" Fu Bo felt a bitter taste in his mouth. To be abandoned by the young master at this time... Only then did they raise their heads to carefully observe everything around them."Hahaha, hehehe," A sinister and terrifying laugh suddenly echoed from in front of them.Ye Fan looked up and saw a ma...