The arrogant tone of that bitch made Ye Fan feel unhappy and said coldly:
"Not for sale!"
Hearing this, Xiao Fang narrowed his triangular eyes, glanced at Ye Fan, and said in a sinister tone: "For my young master, money is not a problem at all!"
As he spoke, he took out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a series of numbers, and then waved the check in front of Ye Fan.
Looking from a distance, the number above is astonishingly 1 million!
For some wealthy people, 1 million is not a big number.
However, spending so much money to attend a concert is definitely a big deal.
"Boy, as long as you are willing to give up this position, this 1 million check is yours!" Xiao Fang said as if to show off.
Seeing his reluctance, Ye Fan felt unhappy and said firmly:
“I said I won’t sell it, and I just won’t sell it!”
"Boy, I'll give you a piece of advice - you'd better give up your position obediently! There's nothing my young master wants that he can't get!" At the end of the sentence, a cruel look flashed in Xiao Fang's eyes.
"oh?"
When Ye Fan heard this, he raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlined a strange arc, and said with a joking smile:
"Haha... Your young master likes my position, so I have to give it up? Then I think it's his head. I wonder if he is willing to sell it!"
"presumptuous!"
Hearing this, Xiao Fang was so angry that he trembled all over, his face was ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Bad boy, do you know who my young master is, and how dare you disrespect him? You are looking for death!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and an arrogant male voice came from behind:
"Hmph... I, Wang Cong, want to see who has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and actually wants my head!"
…
Wang Cong!
When he heard this name, Ye Fan was slightly startled, but he didn't expect it to be him.
In Huahai City, Wang Cong is a well-known second-generation rich man. He is very well-known, comparable to a first-line star. He has tens of millions of fans on Weibo. A random post on Weibo can attract the attention of tens of thousands of people.
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Wang Cong's father is China's most famous real estate developer, with assets worth hundreds of billions.
In terms of net worth, he is not far behind Liu Buyi, the richest man in Huahai.
And Wang Cong is a complete loser!
His daily life consists of eating, drinking, and having fun, and he often shows off his wealth online, exposing his extravagant and extravagant life.
Private jets, luxury yachts, pool parties...
It is said that when he celebrated his birthday last year, he specially booked a small island in the Maldives and took a dozen friends and a group of young models there for vacation, which attracted the envy of countless people.
Some good people have calculated that even if Wang Cong spends 10,000 yuan a day, he will not lose all the Wang family's property by the time he dies.
He even said something -
"When I make a friend, I don't care whether he has money or not. Anyway, he doesn't have money like me!"
For a time, it caused a sensation all over the Internet.
Many netizens even feel that their life is worse than that of a dog from Wang Cong’s family.
Of course, compared with the top aristocratic families like the Yanjing Dongfang family, the Wang family is just a nouveau riche, not even a red-top businessman.
However, for ordinary people, the Wang family is an unattainable existence and they dare not offend them at all.
…
Soon, Wang Cong came over and appeared in the sight of Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao.
He was about 27 or 8 years old, not handsome in appearance, slightly stout, with his head held high, his nostrils pointed to the sky, and he wanted to lift his chin to the sky, without looking at anyone seriously.
The Patek Philippe watch on the left wrist, the Hermès belt on the waist, and the tailor-made suit from Savile Row in England all reveal a noble temperament.
This outfit would probably cost millions of Chinese coins.
Wang Cong's attention was first attracted by Chu Mengyao's appearance, and his eyes lit up with covetous eyes.
He didn't expect that there was a stunning beauty here who was no less beautiful than Tang Anni!
But the next moment, he still moved his eyes to Mark and said condescendingly:
"Boy, if you know what's going on, you should quickly take the check and get out! Otherwise, I can kill you with my money!"
"oh?"
After Ye Fan heard this, he still sat calmly on the sofa, crossed his arms across his chest, and said calmly: "If you have money, can you do whatever you want?"
"a ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, Wang Cong burst into unbridled laughter and continued:
"Boy, do you think having money means you are awesome? No! You can't even imagine how awesome a rich person like me can be! On the black market, an arm costs one hundred thousand! A leg costs two hundred thousand.
!A life is only worth a few hundred thousand!"
Having said this, Wang Cong paused, a cold light bloomed in his eyes, and he said without concealing the threat:
"Boy, you must have heard of Hong Yi, right? I might as well tell you that the head of Hong Yi's punishment hall is a good friend of my father! As long as I make a phone call, I can find hundreds of people in the world who lick blood from their swords in minutes.
, throw you into the Huangpu River to feed the fish!"
As soon as he said this, a strange smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.
He never expected that Wang Cong would use Hong Yi to suppress him. This was simply a trick to seek death!
On the other side, Wang Cong continued to say arrogantly:
"Boy, are you scared? As long as you disappear in front of me immediately, I won't bother to argue with you! But... the girl next to you, don't leave. Stay and have fun with me.
I will never treat her badly!"
…
Hearing this, Chu Mengyao frowned slightly, her face full of disgust. She never expected that Wang Cong would target her.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly stood up, his sharp eyes slashed out, and he stabbed Wang Cong directly.
Under that powerful aura, Wang Cong shuddered subconsciously, his hairs stood up, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying beast, and his spine felt chilly.
It took more than half a minute for him to regain his composure, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. He looked at Ye Fan as if facing a formidable enemy and said tremblingly: "Boy, you... what do you want to do?"
"Why……"
Ye Fan sighed quietly and said helplessly: "I am low-key, but you have to force me to show off!"
"What?"
When Wang Cong heard this, he was stunned at first, and then said: "Boy, you need to have capital to show off! I know all the children of the aristocratic families in Huahai, and there is absolutely no one like you! Just rely on you,
Are you afraid of being struck by lightning if you dare to show off in front of me?"
"hehe……"
Ye Fan smiled jokingly and said calmly: "Wang Cong, even if he is your father, he must be respectful when he sees me! If he hears what you just said, I am afraid that he will immediately renounce his relationship with you, or even destroy the relationship out of justice.
, tie you up and leave you to me!"
Ye Fan's voice was straightforward and calm, without any exaggeration, as if he was explaining something that was a matter of course.
Hearing this, Wang Cong looked unbelieving and curled his lips and said:
"This is ridiculous! Brat, who do you think you are? With my father's status, even the No. 1 Huahai Municipal Party Committee cannot make him grovel like this! In my opinion, you must have lost your mind and gone crazy!"
Faced with his disrespect, Ye Fan's eyes became even colder and he slowly said:
"My name is Ye Fan!"
…
"Tch! So what if your name is Mark -"
Before Wang Cong could finish his sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, like a duck being strangled by the throat.
Something suddenly appeared in his mind, his pupils shrank sharply, his mouth opened into an "O" shape, he could have swallowed his own fist, and his face looked like he had seen a ghost.
Invisibly, it was like a pair of big hands gripping his heart so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
"Ye...Ye Fan...you are Ye Fan?!"
Because of extreme fear, Wang Cong's teeth chattered and he could not speak properly. He no longer looked as arrogant as before, as if he had been frightened like never before.
"Young Master Wang, what's wrong with you? Who is this kid?" Xiao Fang, the loser next to him, asked repeatedly. He had never seen Mr. Wang so rude.
However, Wang Cong turned a deaf ear and stood there as if petrified, unable to move.
But his eyes were staring straight at Ye Fan, full of unconcealable fear, as if he was scared to death.