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Chapter 85 Qianjin Bo beauty smiles!

Insufficient balance?!

Hearing this, Ye Fan and Qin Meier were both stunned.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan remembered that he had indeed asked Dong Mingyue, the manager of the Ivy Club, to put five million into his card a while ago.

But when I bought the jadeite and thunder calamity sacred wood in the antique street, I had already used up to 77% of the five million.

If he remembered correctly, there should only be tens of thousands of dollars left in this card now.

Generally speaking, tens of thousands of yuan for a meal is definitely more than enough!

However, he forgot that what Qin Meier ordered just now was a seafood dinner for 20 people, and it was all priceless ingredients!

This bill of 188,000 cannot be paid with the balance of this card.

For a moment, Ye Fan was extremely embarrassed.

On the other side, Qin Meier also had no idea that such an embarrassing thing would happen.

Although for ordinary people, 188,000 is a lot of money, and may even be higher than the annual family income!

But when she thought about it, someone who could be so valued by her godfather was definitely from an extraordinary family!

And that night at the foot of Longmen Mountain, she had seen Ye Fan's skills. In just a few minutes, he knocked down dozens of speedsters, but she was not hurt at all, and she didn't even break a sweat.

Even if Ye Fan wears school uniform all day long and looks ordinary, in Qin Meier's view, he is just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!

Who knows now, Ye Fan really can't afford this meal.

"Sir, in addition to bank cards, our store can also pay via Alipay or WeChat!"

Although the waiter had a smile on his face, he had already quietly winked at the security guard in the distance.

If Ye Fan dares to eat the Overlord meal, they will definitely not be polite!

"this……"

When Ye Fan heard this, he suddenly hesitated. He only had this bank card with him.

For the current plan, the only way is to contact Dong Mingyue again and ask him to put some money into his bank card to solve his urgent need.

At this time, a sneer suddenly came from behind him:

"Hmph...boy, are you here to make a joke? You didn't bring enough money to treat a beauty like Miss Mei'er to dinner! Or...you, a poor guy like you, can't even afford 180,000 yuan! Waiter, remember

Let me pay it!"

Hearing this disdainful tone, Ye Fan immediately turned around and realized that the person speaking was none other than Xia Jian, whom he had met before eating.

Their group happened to come out after dinner and had a panoramic view of the scene just now.

The younger brothers behind Xia Jian even mocked unscrupulously:

"Haha... Mr. Xia, with your status, you naturally don't understand the lives of these losers. Let alone 180,000 or 1,800 yuan, he probably hasn't even eaten!"

"Look, this kid is still wearing the school uniform of Suhang No. 1 Middle School. I'm afraid this is the only thing he wears!"

"I don't know what Miss Mei'er likes about this guy! Considering his family background and background, he doesn't even have the chance to carry your shoes for Mr. Xia!"



Hearing the sarcasm from everyone, Ye Fan frowned but did not speak.

Over the past month, Ye Fan's mentality has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Just like a lion will not care about the provocation of a sheep, today's Ye Fan is too lazy to care about this group of dandies, which will only lower his own worth.

But on the other side, Qin Meier couldn't bear it anymore!

Although on the surface, she and Ye Fan were in a "hostile" position, now that Ye Fan was humiliated, it was too late for her to be happy.

However, she didn't know why, but when she saw Xia Jian and others despising Ye Fan, an unknown fire arose in her heart.

There is such a posture that only I can bully Ye Fan, and no one else can!

"Snapped!"

The next moment, Qin Meier slammed the table, and a fierce light bloomed in her eyes, as sharp as a blade, she coldly glanced at Xia Jian and others, and then scolded:

"Hmph... Xia Jian, who cares about your stinky money! I will pay the bill myself!"

With that said, she took out a bank card from her trouser pocket and handed it to the waiter to pay.

But when she swiped the card, her heart was bleeding!

Although Qin Meier is Zhan Tiange's goddaughter, in order to control her from being lavish, Zhan Tiange doesn't give her much pocket money every month.

She only has about 200,000 in her bank card, which she collected from receiving red envelopes from her "uncles" since she was a child.

Originally, she wanted to kill Ye Fan, but she didn't expect that she would "go back to before liberation overnight"!

Seeing Qin Meier's initiative to pay the bill, Ye Fan felt a little guilty and secretly said that he must return the money to her afterwards.

On the other side, Xia Jian let out a disdainful sneer, turned around and looked at Mark and mocked:

"Hmph...boy, let Miss Meier treat you to dinner. You, a weakling, can eat with peace of mind! Could it be that...you are the pretty boy she keeps?"

Seeing Xia Jian being so aggressive, Qin Meier's eyebrows stood up, and she even took the initiative to hug Ye Fan's arm with both hands. Her movements were extremely intimate, and she looked at Xia Jian with her long neck raised and said:

"Yes, he is the pretty boy I kept. What's wrong? Do you have any objections? Is it possible that Miss Cheng is keeping the pretty boy and has to report to you?!"

"boom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge boulder smashing into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves.

Almost everyone present was dumbfounded. Everyone was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and instantly turned to stone.

The reason why Xia Jian said that was because he deliberately wanted to humiliate Ye Fan, but he didn't expect to anger Qin Meier!

Of course he knew that Ye Fan couldn't be the pretty boy kept by Qin Meier.

Regardless of family background, just because of Qin Meier's beautiful face and extremely hot figure, and with the hook of her fingers, I don't know how many men are willing to kneel under her little leather skirt!

In Xia Jian's view, it was already a great honor for a loser like Ye Fan to have dinner with Qin Meier, so how could he win her favor?

However, at this moment, looking at Qin Meier hugging Ye Fan's arm tightly, his eyes were full of gloom, and he wanted to chop off Ye Fan's arm.

But at this time, Ye Fan did not expect such a "welfare" to come. The amazing softness and plumpness on his arms made him feel distraught.

Suddenly, Qin Meier said to Mark again in a sweet voice:

"Honey~ let's go!"

As if it was deliberately made to look like Xia Jian and others, the tone can make a man's bones go numb, making him wish he could fall into a gentle land.

"Wait!"

Just as the two were about to leave the hotel, Xia Jian shouted.

"Hmph...Xia Jian, what's wrong? If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly and don't delay this lady's good deeds!" Qin Meier said angrily, and then turned to give Ye Fan a charming wink.

Although he knew that Qin Meier was deliberately angry with him, Xia Jian was still furious.

But in the end, he still suppressed the anger in his heart, forced a forced smile on his face, and said:

"Ms. Mei'er, there is a new Ducati motorcycle store on the top floor of this shopping mall! Haven't you always liked motorcycles? You can go and have a look!"

"Ducati?!"

Upon hearing Xia Jian's words, Qin Meier's eyes lit up.



Ducati!

Like Harley, they are both world-famous motorcycle brands, famous for their excellent performance and Italian-style design.

Harley represents the roughness and heroism of American culture. Just like a man in the wild, he drives a Harley motorcycle to his heart's content in the endless desert. It can even be said that everyone who drives a Harley is a "ruthless person"!

Most people who buy Ducati are not life-threatening motorcycle gangs.

Because Ducati is also known as the "Ferrari of motorcycles"!

Ducati's cars are inherently Ferrari-like: no matter what type of car they are, they have charming curves and super-class body design.

Ducati is like a two-wheeled Ferrari. Maybe the configuration is not top-notch and the technology is not advanced, but every line of the appearance reveals its own elegant style!

However, in China, Ducati’s imported specialty stores are very rare.

Generally they are only found in international big cities like Huahai and Yanjing.

Qin Meier didn't know that there was a Ducati store in this shopping mall, and for a moment, she felt a little itchy.

After hesitating for a moment, she said to Xia Jian: "Okay, let's go and have a look!"

Seeing her promise, Xia Jian raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and led the way.

However, during the whole process, perhaps to stimulate him, Qin Meier always put her hands around Mark's arms, acting very intimately.

Seeing this scene, Xia Jian's eyes shone with a faint cold light, and he thought to himself:

Huh... you brat, if you dare to steal a woman from me, I will make sure you look good later!



A few minutes later, the group arrived at the Ducati motorcycle import store.

"Dear guests, welcome to Ducati Motorcycles!"

Immediately, a male salesman in a suit and leather shoes came over.

Salespeople in this kind of high-end motorcycle shop have already developed a pair of "fierce eyes" and can distinguish at the first time which customers come in just to browse and which ones are very interested potential customers!

Ordinary motorcycles range from a few thousand to tens of thousands of yuan, but the cheapest price of their brand of motorcycles is comparable to a car, and the price of some limited editions is as high as millions!

And these young men and women in front of me are all dressed in fine clothes. They are obviously from well-off families and can afford expensive Ducati motorcycles!

At this time, the male salesman introduced to everyone:

"Sir, Miss, our store is the first specialty store in Jiangnan Province. It is authorized by the Italian Ducati Corporation. The models and styles of motorcycles are also very complete!

It is divided into seven series: diavel, hypermotard, hyperstrada, monster, multistrada, streetfighter and superbike. If you have

If you need private customization, you can also make a reservation directly and we will contact the head office!”

As soon as he walked into the store, Ye Fan noticed that Qin Meier was beside him. Her beautiful eyes were radiating a hot light, as if she couldn't move her eyes away at all. He wished he could move all the Ducati motorcycles in the exhibition hall home.

This exhibition hall is very large, covering hundreds of square meters, and contains dozens of valuable motorcycles.

However, after going around in a circle, Qin Meier was surprised to find that on the east side of the exhibition hall, there was a very large frosted glass door. It could be vaguely seen, and there were several extraordinary-looking cars placed inside.

Ducati motorcycle.

"Can we take a look at the motorcycles here?" Qin Meier suddenly asked.

"this……"

Hearing this, the salesperson next to him suddenly looked embarrassed, hesitated, and pondered for a moment before explaining:

"Miss, these are all limited edition collectibles. According to our boss's request, they are open to customers, so... I'm really sorry!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Meier lowered her head and said "Oh", but there was a look of disappointment between her eyebrows.

For a motorcycle enthusiast, the limited edition treasure is in front of him, but it is just out of reach. That feeling is really uncomfortable!

However, at this time, Xia Jian on the side asked the salesperson: "What do you want, customer?"

"Sir, that's it! If you buy a Ducati motorcycle, customer!" the male salesman said.

"Oh? Is it that simple?"

Xia Jian raised his eyebrows, then suddenly took out a bank card from his pocket and said:

"Okay, you can paint a Ducati for me, and then immediately open this glass door and let Miss Meier see the limited edition motorcycle inside!"



"What?!"

Hearing Xia Jian's words, the male salesman was completely dumbfounded.

You know, even the cheapest motorcycle in their store costs upwards of 200,000 Chinese yuan, which is equivalent to the price of a car, including import taxes and fees.

Ordinary white-collar workers in Suzhou and Hangzhou don’t earn such a high salary in a year!

But now, Xia Jian doesn't even blink an eye and wants to spend so much money to buy a Ducati.

But his real purpose was just to open the glass door so that Qin Meier could see those limited edition motorcycles!

This kind of generosity is simply the standard template for the "tyrannical president" in idol dramas!

How many girls can resist?

At this time, Xia Jian's group of younger brothers were all shouting:

"Wow! Mr. Xia is really awesome! He is so generous just to fulfill Miss Meier's wish!"

"If I were a woman, I'm afraid I would have been moved a long time ago and would have wanted to commit myself to her!"

"A thousand dollars brings a beautiful smile! Being able to become Mr. Xia's girlfriend makes me the happiest woman in the world!"

Hearing the compliments from everyone, Xia Jian was happy in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and said calmly:

"These are just small amounts of money, what does it matter? As long as Miss Mei'er can be happy, I won't frown even if I buy all the motorcycles in the store, let alone one!"

Hearing this, Qin Meier frowned and said coldly: "Hmph...Xia Jian, you are exaggerating too much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the male salesman next to him exclaimed: "Oh! Sir, is this...is this the Supreme Black Gold Card issued by Hua Xia Bank?"

The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the bank card in the male salesman's hand.

This card was taken out by Xia Jian before, but it was different from ordinary bank cards. It was completely black, but the numbers on it were inlaid with gold.

"Supreme Black Gold Card? Oh my god... Mr. Xia, you actually have this card?!" someone next to him said in disbelief.

Major banks around the world will issue different levels of bank cards based on the level of users.

From the most common version, to gold card, platinum card, and above the platinum card, there is the legendary-black gold card!

The most famous one is, of course, the American Express Centurion Card.

The Centurion Black Gold Card is recognized around the world as the "King of Cards" and has no upper limit. Most cardholders are political figures, billionaires and celebrities from various countries and are invited by American Express. Card applications are not accepted.

The holder, on the other hand, has many privileges that are unimaginable by ordinary people. No matter where the cardholder is, any request they make will receive immediate response and assistance.

Rumor has it that a cardholder's daughter was suddenly hospitalized and was unable to attend her favorite idol's concert.

In order to fulfill the girl's wish, Express Company specifically contacted the celebrity's agency and invited the celebrity to visit the girl.

There is another more famous incident. An American Express Black Gold Card holder in the south of France suddenly called the customer service department of American Express and said that he and his car took the same train, but he was on the way.

After getting off the train, the car was still on the train.

As a result, American Express actually managed to stop the entire train, unload the other cargo, find the card owner's car, and let him continue traveling.

And now, although the black gold card in Xia Jian's hand is not the legendary American Express Centurion Card, it is a black gold card issued by Hua Xia Bank.

But in China, this black gold card is extremely important. Only billionaires and celebrities from all walks of life can own it. It is a symbol of status!

Xia Jian is just a student and logically cannot own this card, so the real owner of this black gold card should be his father!

Even so, it is enough to prove that Xia Jian's family background is extraordinary.

Relying on the overdraft function of this black gold card, not to mention just one Ducati motorcycle, as he just said, it is more than enough to buy all the motorcycles in the store!

For a moment, the eyes of everyone around him became even more intense.



At this time, the male salesman immediately changed his face, with a flattering and humble smile on his face, nodded and bowed and said to Xia Jian:

"I didn't know that a distinguished guest is here, so I was slow to entertain you just now. Please forgive me! I will open this glass door for your distinguished guest right now!"

With that said, the male salesman immediately walked to the wall and pressed a few numbers on an electronic screen.

"Beep!"

The next moment, the frosted glass door slowly opened from the middle.

Immediately afterwards, those limited edition Ducati motorcycles were also presented in front of everyone.


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