Mr. Ye? Breakfast?
Hearing this sentence, the whole audience was stunned.
Then I saw a young woman placing a tray in front of Ye Fan.
The contents of the tray were not as good as the 6,800-yuan meal. There were only two soup dumplings, one pancake and fruit, one bowl of tofu curd, and one bowl of wontons.
The cost is only a few dozen yuan, and it looks ugly. At first glance, it looks like it was made by a novice.
The woman is none other than Zhu Jinger.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked her to have breakfast at eight-thirty. Unexpectedly, she came early and made breakfast for him.
"Oh, you still do it with your own hands, you repay Master Ye, and you still enjoy it, Ye Fan, you are so awesome."
Chen Churan snorted and sneered: "Not only is he pretending, but he also looks for people to act."
"I'm telling you, I really look down on you."
She thought that she must break up Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, and she must not let her best friend be taken over by this native.
"Yes, Ye Fan, as a human being, be more down-to-earth. This drama is clumsy and disgusting..."
"Besides, I have to act, and the props should be better. This breakfast looks too ugly, but this woman has put in some effort, and she is pretty enough..."
Su Ruhua also shook her head and sneered, wanting to hit Ye Fan, but suddenly she saw Zhu Jing'er's face clearly.
"Ah, Miss Zhu!"
Su Ruhua, who is a celebrity in the Nanling Girlfriends Group, of course knows Zhu Jing'er, the most popular person in Nanling City.
Seeing that she was the one who brought breakfast to Ye Fan, Su Ruhua immediately screamed and stood up uncontrollably.
The milk and caviar spilled over half the table.
Su Ruhua was in a hurry to clean up.
"Ms. Zhu, you...hello."
Chen Churan, who was sitting sideways, also saw Zhu Jing'er's face clearly and stood up in panic.
The aloofness that despised the world was gone in an instant.
Although she is a famous socialite in Nanling and has a net worth of over 100 million as she said, she is still thousands of miles away from Zhu Jing'er.
Zhu Jing'er is the real number one socialite in Nanling and the goddaughter of Zhu Changsheng, the future heir of the Zhu family. Chen Churan is simply not comparable to her.
"Miss Zhu——"
After the other guests in the restaurant recognized Zhu Jing'er, they all burst into surprise and uproar.
They didn't expect to meet Zhu Jing'er here, but they still served breakfast respectfully.
This kind of treatment can only be enjoyed by Zhu Changsheng.
Zhu Jing'er nodded slightly as a greeting to everyone, then stared at Su Ruhua and Chen Churan and said:
"What? Does the breakfast I made look ugly?"
The voice was neither soft nor serious, but it made Su Ruhua and the two of them tremble extremely.
"no no……"
Su Ruhua's pretty face turned hot: "It's us who are ugly."
Chen Churan echoed: "As long as the breakfast made by Miss Zhu is the most delicious in the world."
Su Ruhua lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss Zhu, it's our fault for offending you."
Zhu Jing'er ignored them and put the knife and fork on Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, this is the breakfast I made by myself. Although it doesn't look very good, Jing'er really spent two hours on it."
"Try it and see if it suits your taste."
Zhu Jing'er changed from her arrogance that day, and her expression was full of flattery.
"ah--"
Seeing Zhu Jing'er's appearance as a maid, and seeing that the person she was serving was Ye Fan, everyone in the audience couldn't help but be shocked.
Ye Fan is just an inconspicuous person. How can He De make Zhu Jing'er bow her head like this?
"This is impossible?"
"how so?"
"Ms. Zhu cooked breakfast for him? And called him Mr. Ye?"
"Isn't he from the urban-rural fringe area? How could a barefoot doctor ask Miss Zhu to call her Young Master Ye?"
Su Ruhua and Chen Churan also made loud noises, their seductive little mouths wide open, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
How could Ye Fan have such ability?
"Ye Fan, Mr. Ye, is a distinguished guest of my Zhu family, and also Mr. Ye of my Zhu Jing'er."
Zhu Jing'er said coldly to the two girls Su Ruhua: "From today on, if you go against Young Master Ye, you will go against my Zhu family."
Hearing this, Su Ruhua looked at Ye Fan, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.
She clutched her clothes tightly.
A strong feeling of regret rushed into my mind.
She could have used Song Hongyan's relationship to become good friends with Ye Fan, and then used the Zhu family to leap over the dragon's gate.
After all, as long as the Zhu family does a favor, the Su family can have enough to eat and drink.
But a good deck of cards was ruined by myself.
Chen Churan also regretted it in an instant.
I never expected that Ye Fan would be so capable.
She has always looked down upon Ye Fan, thinking that Ye Fan was not as good as these wealthy young men, or even inferior to herself.
But what about the facts?
Zhu Jing'er personally made breakfast for Ye Fan. Which wealthy young man could enjoy it?
She was still afraid in her heart, worried that Mark would take revenge on her.
Seeing Su Ruhua and Chen Churan standing awkwardly, Ye Fan gently waved them to leave:
"You can go, but please bring a word for me."
"If you want me to go back to Zhonghai, fine, Song Hongyan can come out and see me in person."
"I'll wait three more days. After three days, if I don't see Hongyan, I'll go to the Song family in person."
His words were unmistakable.
"Yes, yes, understand."
"We will definitely bring it."
Su Ruhua and Chen Churan nodded repeatedly, and then spoke to Zhu Jinger:
"Goodbye, Miss Zhu."
The two women left in a hurry.
The shock that Ye Fan brought to them was too great. They had to go out to digest it and tell Song Hongyan the news.
At the same time, Su Ruhua and the others were thinking that they wanted to make good friends with Ye Fan. Once they got Ye Fan's favor, they would be even more prosperous.
After the two women left, Zhu Jinger made a gesture.
Several Zhu's bodyguards came forward and quickly emptied the western restaurant.
"This is, this is a consultation fee of 10 million."
Zhu Jing'er took out a check from her pocket and handed it to Ye Fan respectfully: "Please accept it."
"Okay, thank you."
Ye Fan was not polite. He put the check he deserved into his pocket and said with a smile:
To be continued...