Meng Bowen was extremely angry, but he did not get angry immediately.
As a core young man, he still needs to have the demeanor he should have. Because for such a trivial matter, pointing at Wang Fan's nose and calling him a shrew will lower his status.
However, although he did not have an attack, he winked at Bai Qingying beside him.
Bai Qingying originally planned to have a fit and humiliate Wang Fan. After seeing Meng Bowen's look, she immediately seemed to be encouraged and became even more assertive.
Snapped.
She slapped the table with her palm, pointed at Wang Fan with evil eyes, "What is your attitude? Are you looking down on me, Bai Qingying and Meng Shao?"
She unceremoniously accused Wang Fan, "Grassroots are just grassroots. They have no manners, no rules, and no manners!"
Meng Bowen maintains his own identity and doesn't want to get angry on the spot. Bai Qingying is a woman and doesn't care so much.
What's more, Wang Fan succeeded in stepping on the Song family and became famous in the capital. This would be a slap in the face to all the rich young men in the capital.
Now seeing Wang Fan being so sensational, she would not miss it if she had the chance to step on him.
She didn't believe that Wang Fan dared to offend them, or offend so many family forces behind them.
Wang Fan secretly said depressedly and finally raised his head.
If there is no good banquet, he knows that eating with these rich young men will most likely cause trouble.
Originally, he didn't want to argue with these people and planned to bury his head in pain and make peace with the trouble, but these people would never stop kicking him in the face and hurting him to the point of death. How could he bear this?
"Sister, you are right. I have no manners, no rules, and no manners. Is this okay?"
Wang Fan's voice was weak, and he adjusted his position very generously, "I know that in your eyes, I am not popular and can't stand up to you, so I won't stand up and say nothing, okay?"
"I'm so cowardly, why don't you let me go? Do you have to kill me with a knife to be happy?"
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Fan said earnestly, "You are a wealthy young lady, a young man from the capital, so why bother with me, a lowly grassroots person? Save your face!"
There is something hidden in Wang Fan's words, and he doesn't know who he is talking about to save some face.
Bai Qingying's face turned red as she choked on what he said, and she didn't know what to say.
Meng Bowen tapped the table with his finger three times, raised his head and stood up for Bai Qingying, "How do you say it? What do you mean by chopping you with a knife to make you happy? Killing is a reckless man, are we going to do that?"
"What's more, even if we want to kill you, do we have to do it ourselves? Brother, speaking to a girl in such a tone is so disrespectful."
"I'm very happy that you can position yourself correctly and know that you are not in the mainstream and cannot reach high places. But at least you should maintain the minimum demeanor towards a girl. This is the minimum standard for becoming a rich and powerful person."
This Meng Bowen is really annoying when he talks, and he is really insidious when he acts.
Wang Fan laughed angrily, "Mr. Meng, are you not mistaken? You just said that I was rude and unmannered, and now you are saying that I am immodest. Do you have a split personality?"
"I have lost my grace, how can I still lose my grace? Also, when did I say that I wanted to become a powerful person? What do those rules have to do with me? Do I need to follow them?"
Wang Fan couldn't stand this sanctimonious Meng Bowen, who looked like a conspirator at first glance, and began to fight back sharply,
"I was invited to dinner by Mr. Kong, and I am also a guest. Who do you have to slap me in the face, and how do you have the right to accuse me?"
"Even if I'm not polite, you still have it? You are the host and I am the guest. I came and you said hello to me?"
"You masters don't have the joy
To welcome me as a guest, is it possible for me to become the guest?"
"Respect is mutual and politeness is mutual. If you don't respect me, why should I respect you?"
"Stop your condescension. I'm not your subordinate, let alone your servant. Your tricks are of no use to me. I'm just here to eat for Master Kong's sake."
Wang Fan retaliates unceremoniously and slaps him across the face.
Meng Bowen's face turned gloomy. He didn't expect that Wang Fan would not give him face and even hit him in the face with a needle hidden in his cotton wool.
This was called being aloof and he was a bit intolerable.
Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Kong Wucheng quickly stood up and acted as a peacemaker, "Mr. Meng, Mr. Wang, for my sake, please stop fighting."
"My original intention is to introduce you to friends so that you can get to know each other so that you can take care of each other in the future. Even if you can't be friends, there's no need to become enemies, right?"
"Give me some face, okay?"
Kong Wucheng said.
"Oh, Mr. Kong, look at what you said, when will I stop giving you face? I'm almost shrinking into a tortoise, it's because they are so aggressive."
Wang Fan smiled and said, "I think I won't be able to finish the meal today. None of your friends will welcome me. How about I leave first and we can meet up another day?"
He really didn't want to stay any longer. If he stayed, he would embarrass Kong Wucheng, so why bother.
Although Meng Bowen was angry, Kong Wucheng had to give him face. He raised his head and looked down, not to mention that the two families were allies and had a good relationship.
Once there is a rift between them, the rest of the alliance will definitely step on it, which is something he doesn't want to see.
"Master Kong, we are just joking, why should we be angry?" Meng Bowen changed his previous sharpness and looked at Wang Fan with a smile, "Since Master Wang is here, why bother?"
I’m in a hurry to leave.”
"I was just joking. I hope Mr. Wang doesn't mind. Meng has heard of Mr. Wang's name in the capital a long time ago. We are destined to meet today. Why don't we discuss it? Over there."
Before Meng Bowen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Fan, "Sparring? Okay, I like sparring the most."
He jumped up and clenched his fists at the same time, "I, Wang Fan, don't have any other skills. I still have a few punches and kicks. It's just that I'm afraid that Mr. Meng, with your thin arms and legs, won't be able to withstand the torture."
"But don't worry, I will definitely be merciful, and I won't beat you until you have teeth all over the floor and a stain on your face."
Meng Bowen almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
He originally wanted to talk about playing golf, but before he could finish his words, this guy jumped out and interrupted. It was really annoying.
The most irritating thing is that this guy also insinuates himself that he is not strong enough and will be beaten to pieces and his face will be stained. He really can't stand it.
Kong Wucheng frowned and had a headache.
If he had known this would be the case, he would not have invited Wang Fan over today.
He didn't expect that these guys still looked down on Wang Fan even though Wang Fan was "famous".
Just as Kong Wucheng was about to speak, he was interrupted angrily by Bai Qingying, "Who wants to compete with you in boxing and kicking? Mr. Meng wants to compete with you in golf."
"Golf, you know, do you dare to compete with Mr. Meng?" At this point, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly slapped her head with an ouch,
"I almost forgot, you are just a grassroots, and your membership card is new. Maybe you have never played golf in your whole life. If so, just pretend that Mr. Meng didn't say anything."
"After all, Master Meng is a master. I can't bully a rookie like you who has never even touched a club."
With just a few words, Bai Qingying made Wang Fan worthless and forced him into a corner.
This chapter has been completed!