Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine Deposited Calls
Ye Bufan drove the car into the yard, and as soon as he parked it, Ouyang De, Ouyang Zhi, Ouyang Cheng and others came out with happy smiles.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. In his memory, it seemed that this was the first time he had seen these people so enthusiastic.
But I knew very well what these people were trying to do. They just wanted to get money from my mother.
"Sister, you are finally back. You have been missing us for so many years!"
Ouyang De opened the car door and took Ouyang Lan out. Ouyang Fei stepped forward and hugged her warmly, and everyone else followed to greet him.
Ye Bufan stood aside and shook his head slightly. These people are really good at acting. When outsiders saw it, they thought it was a reunion of long-lost sisters.
Little did they know that Ouyang Lan was kicked out by these people. The reason why they hadn't seen her for many years was because they didn't allow her to come back.
Although everyone was enthusiastic about Ouyang Lan, they simply ignored Ye Bufan.
This was also Ouyang De's strategy planned in advance. If he wanted to get the 10 million, he had to start with Ouyang Lan, who was weak and could be bullied, and also to drive a wedge between mother and son.
In their opinion, it is difficult to get money from Ye Bufan, but it is easy to get money from Ouyang Lan.
After everyone exchanged greetings, they all walked towards the room together. Suddenly a hand grabbed Ye Bufan's arm and pulled him to the side.
He turned around and saw that standing behind him was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, Yu Sitong, the daughter of his second aunt Ouyang Shan.
Among the people in the Ouyang family, Yu Sitong is one of the few people who has a good impression of Ye Bufan and has been chasing after him since he was a child.
Although Ye Bufan hates Ouyang Shan, he has a good relationship with this little girl.
Yu Sitong pulled him aside and said secretly: "Brother Xiaofan, come with me and I'll tell you a secret!"
"You girl, the longer you grow, the more you look like a big girl!" Ye Bufan reached out and rubbed her head, and said with an affectionate expression, "Tell me, what's your secret?"
Yu Sitong said: "Brother Xiaofan, they just held a meeting and didn't let me participate, but I heard more or less that they seem to be planning to take money from you. You must be careful."
"Okay, I get it now."
This was also expected. Ye Bufan didn't say anything more and pulled Yu Sitong into the room together.
Although the overall area of an old house like this is large, there are many rooms, and the area of each room is not very large. It feels a bit crowded with so many people together.
Finally, many elders sat down, and juniors such as Ye Bufan and Yu Sitong stood leaning against the window.
After a few more polite words, Ouyang De winked at everyone and got to the point.
He looked at Ouyang Lan's clothes and said: "Sister, I heard that your family is rich now. A big restaurant is worth 70 to 80 million. Why don't you change the clothes on your body? They look so tattered.
Your identity doesn’t match.”
Ouyang Zhi turned to Ye Bufan and said: "Yes, Xiaofan, it's not easy for my eldest sister to raise you. Although she is not your biological child, but now that you are rich, why should you give your mother a new set of clothes? She won't even do this
Are you reluctant to part with even a small amount of money?
If you do this, we uncles will not stand it."
Among the six sisters in the Ouyang family, Ouyang Zhi is the most scheming. In one sentence, he first named Ye Bufan's adopted identity, which narrowed the distance between him and Ouyang Lan, and at the same time alienated the mother-child relationship between them.
Ouyang Lan also knew very well that her younger brothers and sisters were eyeing her money, so she didn't wear the designer clothes Qin Chuchu bought for her before going out, but just wore her own clothes.
Seeing Ouyang Zhi asking Ye Bufan, she quickly said: "Xiao Zhi, it's not Xiaofan's fault. He bought me a lot of new clothes, but I can't get used to them. The old clothes are still comfortable."
Ouyang Cheng curled his lips and said, "Sister, you have protected him since he was a child, and you are still like that now."
Ouyang Fei said: "That is, if anyone has new clothes and likes to wear old ones, it must be because he is reluctant to spend money to buy them for you."
"No, it's really not..."
Ouyang Lan regretted it a little. If she had known better, she would have worn a new set of clothes, which would not have made her son's face look ugly.
She wanted to explain a few more words, then Ouyang Zhi's daughter Ouyang Shan said: "Auntie, I won't talk about clothes, but your mobile phone is too broken. Nowadays everyone is smart, who still uses this kind of thing?"
Elderly machine?"
"Really, auntie, your phone is too old. No one even picks it up when you throw it on the street."
The speaker was Ouyang Cheng's son Ouyang Duo. This guy had small yellow hair on his head and was wearing a floral shirt. His chest was open, revealing a python tattoo. He didn't look like a serious guy.
Ouyang Lan said: "No wonder Xiaofan, the phone is new. I am used to this kind of phone. I am not used to the touch screen one."
"Sister, how old are you? You are just 50 years old. There is no need to make yourself an old person."
Ouyang Cheng took out the latest fruit phone from his pocket with a proud look on his face and said, "Look, this is the latest phone Xiaoduo bought for me, and it costs more than 10,000 yuan.
In fact, who among us old people cares about how much the mobile phone costs? What matters is the child’s wishes.”
Ouyang Duo said cooperatively: "As you said, I am your biological son. Even if I have no more money, I can't lose you."
Ouyang Fei said: "That's right, this biological son is different."
After finishing speaking, everyone in the room looked at Ye Bufan, with sarcasm and ridicule in their eyes.
Ye Bufan leaned against the window and said nothing, just watching these people's performances with an indifferent expression.
Yu Sitong said: "Mom, why are you talking? It's just a mobile phone. There is no need to go online like this."
"Children, don't interrupt when adults are talking." Ouyang Fei scolded, "Is this a problem with the mobile phone? This is filial piety and conscience. Do you understand?"
Ouyang De said with a serious expression: "Yes, Xiaotong, when you become rich in the future, you must not use this kind of phone for your mother."
Seeing these people mocking his son with a gun and a stick, Ouyang Lan's face was full of anxiety, but he didn't know what to say.
The people in the Ouyang family obviously didn't want to let this topic go. Ouyang Shan added: "Everyone is wrong. I don't think this phone was bought at all, but was given as a gift by depositing the phone bill."
Ouyang Duo grabbed the mobile phone from Ouyang Lan and said with a smile: "It's true, you can get one for free if you deposit 500 yuan for this kind of mobile phone for the elderly."
Ouyang Shan said: "500 yuan is too much. I saw one with a similar style a few days ago. You can get it as a gift by depositing 300 yuan. It also comes with a steel basin!"
Ouyang Duo said: "It's impossible. Xiaofan is a rich man now. How can he only save 300 yuan for phone bills? I guess it should be 500 yuan."
Ouyang Shan said: "I think this phone is worth 300 yuan, otherwise we can make a bet of 50 cents."
Ouyang Duo said: "Okay, although I have no money, I can still afford 50 cents."
The two of them sang and harmonized and talked happily, and the people next to them also laughed and were overjoyed.
These people were filled with jealousy after hearing that Ye Bufan got rich. It seemed that this kind of ridicule would give them a happy outlet for their jealousy.
