Chapter 702: The Lion's Big Mouth

ht's sleep. If those people knew about Ye Fan's wasteful thoughts, they wouldn't know what to think.Seeing the waiter in the hallway, Ye Fan opened Wang Yan's bag and took out the key from inside. He...Ye Fan said dejectedly, "Money There are no parking spaces left here. How much can you give me"

That man waved his hand, pulling out several red bills. "Five hundred bucks, how about it"

Ye Fan burst into laughter, five hundred yuan That's a joke!

That man frowned, five hundred yuan wasn't a small sum already, did this country bumpkin dare to ask for even more

Just as he was about to rebuke 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 trivial matters!"

"Yes, young master!" Fu Bo thought to himself, "I'm doing you a favor, boy!"

"I'll have to turn around and shout, 'Friend, give me a number! How much would you want for this parking spot'"

Ye Fan seemed very embarrassed, wondering how much to give. They seemed to be in a hurry, while he wasn't. Maybe he should just give them the parking space

"No, no! This Han Jian guy is so arrogant, it makes me mad just looking at him. But whatever, who messes with money "

Ye Fan thought of a number and reluctantly stretched out five fingers.

"Five thousand" Fu Bo's heart skipped a beat, and he angrily exclaimed.

Ye Fan shook his head.

"Fifty thousand"

Ye Fan still shook his head.

"Fifty thousand" Uncle Fu cried out angrily.

"No!" Ye Fan said seriously, "It's five million!"

"How could you not fight back!" Uncle Fu roared, five million for a parking space Was he out of his mind Looking at his beat-up car, it was worth no more than 100,000. Now that he was just asking him to give up the parking space, this guy came up with the outrageous price of five million! Was this kid purposely trying to rip him off

Fu Bo shouted angrily, "Boy, I advise you not to provoke trouble. Our young master is the chairman of Wanda Group. If you know what's good for you, get out of here!"

Today, the young master is in a good mood and specially came to the Mandarin company to invite Miss Yu Fei to attend tonight's party. Hearing from Tang Xiaoli 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.

Yanni had already seen through Ye Fan's act of pretending to be deaf and dumb. Normally, with his personality, he would be very interested in handling this kind of situation. But now it was different, Miss Yu Fei was still waiting for him upstairs, time was precious, so he might as well ask Uncle Fu to find a few people to fix him up.

Just as he was about to give further instructions, a car suddenly pulled out from an adjacent parking space, conveniently leaving one spot open. "Uncle Fu, quickly park the car and we'll deal with this kid later!" Yan Jie really didn't have the mood to waste time with Ye Fan.

Fu Bo glared viciously at Ye Fan, then got into his car and drove away.

Ye Fan smiled, thinking that having a few dollars was amazing This old man wouldn't buy your account!

After the car stopped, a handsome young man in a suit and tie got out. He was fair-skinned and elegant, with the charm of a popular Korean drama lead.

"Uncle, buy a flower. Grandma is sick, and I don't have money to get my sister treated," a little girl of seven or eight years old walked up with a bouquet of flowers and said to the pale-faced man.

The little girl blinked her big, watery eyes and stared motionless at the pale face.

The little girl was the one who worked in this garden. She usually relied on her older sister, but today her sister was sick, so she didn't even go to school. Instead, she took care of some roses she had planted and waited in the parking lot. Once the uncles and aunts parked their cars, she would approach them and sell the flowers for a thousand yuan each. But not a single flower did she manage to sell.

“Scram, you little beggar! Where did you come from You've dirtied our young master's clothes, can you afford to pay for them!” At this time, Han Jian's head butler, Fu Bo, quickly jumped out of 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 blossoms, which he had specially selected. Only such fresh flowers were worthy of a beauty like Miss Yu Fei.

Yanzhe was holding the flowers, he sniffed them and felt that they were in full bloom. He was just about to take a step when the little girl came up to him again. She still insisted: "Uncle, buy me a flower, only ten yuan each. My grandma is sick, and I don't have money to see a doctor for her."

The little girl looked at Yan Jie pitifully. 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 is precious!

Fox immediately stepped forward and pushed the little girl aside, scolding: "Where did this unmannered beggar come from Don't you see the flowers in our young master's hand Nine hundred ninety-nine stems of nine petals, one hundred yuan a stem! Who cares about your dogtail flowers, get out of here!" He then pushed the little girl again.

The little girl staggered back a few steps, her body swaying. Finally, she lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud. The flowers in her hand scattered across the floor.

"Little sister, wake up!" Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and a person appeared beside the little girl, lifting her up.

"Are you hurt" Ye Fan helped the little girl up and brushed 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, tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at the fallen rose petals on the ground, seeming to be deeply heartbroken.

After seeing who had come, Fu Bo's face contorted with disdain. As for Yan Jie, he didn't even glance in this direction, and 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, not expecting this temple bun to dare stand up. He immediately stopped looking and arrogantly said, "What do you want"

"Apologize!" Ye Fan said coldly.

"What do you mean What if I don't apologize" Fu Bo's mouth twitched, he hadn't heard anyone talk to him like this in a long time.

"Then I'll beat you until you apologize!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, making a crackling sound. Anyone could see the anger in his heart at this moment.

“You…” Fu Bo took a step back, looking at Ye Fan with a hint of fear. Usually, it was he who bullied others, where would anyone dare to treat him like this Unfortunately, today he had walked too suddenly and hadn’t brought any bodyguards. Although he was not yet fifty years old, his body had long been hollowed out by debauchery. If he fought with this young man, he was afraid that he would be the one at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Yan Jie who had been standing by looked at his watch and said calmly, "Fu Bo, you handle this matter." After that, he bowed to Hua and walked into the elevator.

“Master…” Butler Fu felt a pang of bitterness. At such a time, the young master had abandoned him...needle at the bottom of the sea, is indeed a well-known saying...So, he followed Murong Xue forward.After passing through several corridors, in a small garden, I saw Dean Murong Lin standing with his...