When Ye Fan made the call, Wang Zhen was holding a high-level meeting in the group.
"Jingle Bell……"
After hearing the ringtone, Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised.
He has three mobile phones in total.
The first one is a work phone, which is usually used to communicate with business partners.
The second one is a family mobile phone, only his family and people close to him know about it.
But when holding such important meetings, Wang Zhen always turns off these two mobile phones. After all, as the chairman, he has to set an example to his employees.
In addition, he also has a special mobile phone that never turns off 24 hours a day, 365 days a year!
Despite this, this phone only rings a few times throughout the year.
Because there are only a few people who know this phone number, and each of them is a well-known big shot in Jiangnan Province!
Whenever this phone rings, it usually means something big has happened.
So at this moment, when he heard the ringtone, Wang Zhen's eyes sharpened, his face was solemn, and he immediately took out his phone without any hesitation.
However, when he saw the name of the caller, he was slightly startled.
Doctor Ye!
A few days ago, Wang Zhen suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, and even Jiangnan Acupuncture King was helpless. It was Ye Fan who pulled him back from the hell gate.
After that, Ye Fan used a piece of protective jade pendant in exchange for his Gabala hand.
In Wang Zhen's eyes, the young Ye Fan is most likely a disciple of some ancient family, and his future achievements are limitless!
Therefore, Wang Zhencai stored his number in this special mobile phone.
When he saw Ye Fan calling at this moment, he naturally did not dare to be negligent. He immediately picked up the phone and said respectfully: "Doctor Ye, what are your orders?"
On the other side, the senior executives of Zhengda Group in the conference room were dumbfounded when they saw Wang Zhen's respectful attitude.
CP Group is a major tax payer in Suzhou and Hangzhou, paying more than 100 million yuan in taxes every year.
With Wang Zhen's current status, even when he received the leaders of Suzhou and Hangzhou, he behaved neither humble nor overbearing.
But now, in addition to being respectful, his tone even contained a hint of humility and flattery.
For a moment, a doubt arose in the hearts of everyone in the venue——
Who is the person who made the call?!
However, after less than half a minute, Wang Zhen became furious and shouted:
"What? Is there such a thing? Doctor Ye, don't worry, is it the newly built Zhengda Plaza in Gongshu District? I will rush over immediately. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation of this matter today! Otherwise, this
I, Wang Zhen, will not be the chairman of the CP Group!"
Even from a certain distance, the company executives in the conference room could feel the overwhelming anger in Wang Zhen's voice!
Immediately afterwards, Wang Zhen's sharp gaze swept over everyone's faces and said sternly: "The meeting is over! Prepare your car and go to Zhengda Square in Gongshu District immediately!"
…
On the other side, inside the Ducati motorcycle store.
When Ye Fan hung up the phone, everyone around him looked at him with malicious eyes, waiting for him.
Now that he had completely broken his skin, Xia Jian mocked mercilessly:
"Hmph... brat, a soft-boiled guy like you, who can't even afford a meal, still dares to show off in front of me? Not to mention the limited edition that the car king once drove, any other in the entire store
You can't even afford a motorcycle! I want to see what kind of reinforcements you can bring in!"
Seeing Xia Jian shouting like this, Ye Fan was calm and composed, with a faint smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth.
That calm and breezy appearance was in sharp contrast to Xia Jian.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan said calmly: "Xia Jian, why are you so anxious? You will know who is awesome and who is stupid! It won't take long!"
"Hmph...boy, I think you are pretending to be addicted! Okay, I will play with you today!" Xia Jian said coldly, holding his hands in front of his chest, looking confident.
The group of boys around him also looked like they were waiting for a good show, and no one was optimistic about Mark Ye Fan!
In their opinion, this Ducati motorcycle once driven by the car king was offered for a sky-high price of 10 million, but the boss would not sell it, so how could it be suddenly sold to a poor boy like Ye Fan?
At this time, Qin Meier quietly tugged on Mark's sleeves, came to his side and whispered:
"Ye Fan, why don't you run away quickly! Anyway, your kung fu is so high. If you want to leave, Xia Jian and the others won't be able to keep you. I'll stay and deal with them! Xia Jian's father is very powerful in Jiangnan Province.
Yes, if you really offend him, things will be in trouble!"
"Haha...Mei'er, don't you believe me too?" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"I……"
Qin Meier's red lips opened slightly, but she hesitated to speak. Finally, she sighed quietly and said nothing.
Ye Fan was already stretched thin when he was at the seafood hotel.
In Qin Meier's mind, how could Ye Fan afford this multi-million dollar collector's edition Ducati motorcycle?
Perhaps sensing her inner voice, Ye Fan suddenly said:
"Mei'er, although I don't have enough money to buy this motorcycle, don't worry, I can let you drive this motorcycle away today without spending a penny!"
As soon as this statement came out, it fell into the ears of Xia Jian and others, causing them to burst into laughter:
"Ah ha ha ha... brat, you have such a loud tone, who do you think you are? The grandson of the top leader in Jiangnan Province?"
"That's right! Taking away a luxury car worth tens of millions without spending a penny. How can such a good thing in the world be possible?"
"You brat, are you trying to steal this car in broad daylight?"
…
Faced with these contemptuous taunts, Ye Fan remained calm.
Because he knew that the happier Xia Jian and the others screamed now, the harder they would cry later!
Time passed by minute by minute, and in the huge specialty store, there was silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Fan.
five minutes.
ten minutes.
A quarter of an hour.
As time passed, everyone in the venue became impatient.
Xia Jian frowned, looked at Mark and gritted his teeth and said, "You brat, where is the person you're looking for? Why hasn't he come yet? Could he be playing tricks on us?"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of heavy footsteps at the door.
Looking from a distance, he turned out to be a fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms. He was about forty years old, with a fat head and big ears, but his eyes were as big as mung beans and were almost narrowed into slits.
He was dressed like a "rich man". On the fingers of both hands, he wore several unique jade rings, which were worth a lot at first glance. He was also wearing the latest Armani suit. However, no matter how he looked at it,
Somewhat incongruous.
After seeing the fat man appear, Manager Wang of the Ducati store had a smile on his face and immediately greeted him, saying with great respect:
"Ouch! Mr. Jin, why are you here!"
Mr. Kim?!
Hearing Manager Wang's name for this fat man, Xia Jian and others' expressions changed slightly, and they thought to themselves:
Is it possible that Mr. Jin is the owner of this Ducati store?
For a moment, their eyes fell on Ye Fan, wondering if this Mr. Jin was the person who just talked to Ye Fan on the phone?
At this time, Manager Wang looked at Ye Fan and others and introduced: "Everyone, this is the owner of this store - Jin Dafu! The Ducati you are interested in is also Mr. Jin's private collection!
"
Hearing Manager Wang's words, Jin Dafu was slightly startled and asked doubtfully: "Huh? Xiao Wang, they also like that Car King's car?"
As soon as he said this, Manager Wang showed a strange expression, pointed at Ye Fan in the crowd, and cautiously probed:
"Mr. Jin, isn't it because of this gentleman's call that you came all the way here?"
Hearing this, Jin Dafu turned his eyes to Ye Fan, looked at him several times, then waved his hand impatiently and said: "Xiao Wang, what the hell are you doing! A student like this who doesn't have all his hair is like
I can’t even touch the edge with eight poles!”
"What? Then Mr. Jin... why did you rush here suddenly?" Manager Wang asked doubtfully.
After hearing this, Jin Dafu remembered the business and quickly said:
"Xiao Wang... a distinguished guest is coming soon. Please clear the place quickly and drive out all these idle people!"