Although Ye Fan was worried that Chen Hongxiu would assassinate him again, he still did not stop opening the herbal tea shop.
The day after returning from the imperial kitchen, Ye Fan asked the Zhonghai Shen family to transport the raw materials, and then told his mother a few more details.
When the herbal tea made by Chen Biqin was 80% of her own, Ye Fan handed over the entire operation room to her and her father.
Ye Fan also gave Xue Wuming a large bottle of Grandma's herbal tea. After drinking it, the fat man gave him a thumbs up.
He said that once this herbal tea is released, it will definitely sweep the entire Tiancheng.
He also told Ye Fan that if he needed his help to open the business, he would be happy to start.
During this period, Chen Ximo also came to the store to help. Not only did he find reporters to promote Ye Fan, but he also invited more than a dozen clerks to prepare for help.
Ye Fan once refused, but Chen Ximo thought he was petty and was still confused about Chen Chenxi's scolding yesterday.
Ye Fan had no choice but to let her do it.
"Ye Fan, I'll accompany me to the boxing gym later."
It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and everything was ready for the store. Just waiting for the opening day after tomorrow. Chen Ximo, who was idle, grabbed Ye Fan and spoke:
"You still owe me a request."
"Follow me to Qianjue Martial Arts Hall to practice boxing."
Chen Ximo held Ye Fan's hand and smiled:
"I almost got into trouble in Tiancheng. After I came back, I went to Qianjue Martial Arts Hall to open a fighting course, preparing to turn myself into a tomboy."
She acted coquettishly: "You are good at it, please go with me to have a look."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Ye Fan originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard about Qianjue Martial Arts Hall, he became interested again and wanted to see what the martial arts hall under Lei Qianjue looked like.
Haigang Group has been cleaned up by Huang Sanchong, the entire structure has been much streamlined, and its profitability has been greatly improved. Ye Fan is preparing to check the martial arts school problems.
"Very good."
Hearing that Ye Fan was willing to accompany him, Chen Ximo jumped up happily, and then pulled Ye Fan into the newly bought Porsche and left.
In less than twenty minutes, Chen Ximo took Ye Fan to Qianjue Martial Arts Hall.
Eighty-eight halls.
The Martial Alliance under Lei Qianjue is also strong. In addition to the Haigang Group, the chicken that lays golden eggs, it also opened 99 martial arts schools in Tiancheng.
In addition to the daily tempering of the children of the Martial Arts League, these martial arts schools also recruit playboys from all walks of life, and gilded them for 100,000 yuan a month.
Therefore, Huang Feihu and Shen Qianshan have only 10,000 children, and there are 20,000 registered disciples in Tiancheng Martial Alliance.
Of course, 70% of them are gilded people.
Chen Ximo came to take this kind of crash course today, with three classes a week, lasting three months, and the tuition fee was 300,000 yuan.
When she took Ye Fan into the martial arts hall, dozens of people were already sitting in the hall, all of whom had changed their clothes and were discussing each other.
"Xi Mo, you are here."
Before Ye Fan could examine the environment, a tall and handsome young man rushed over with his people, looking at Chen Ximo with an obsessive look on his face and shouted:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Ye Fan discovered that there were Tianyou and Zhang Yuyan among the crowd.
Chen Ximo was not surprised to see the tall young man, but his pretty face sank:
"I have been thinking about it, why are you waiting for me? We have no relationship."
At this moment, she looked like a stingy little swan, raising her head and ignoring the tall young man.
"Xi Mo, I know I was wrong. It was my romantic, it was my damn, I deserve to die, I'm sorry for you!"
The tall young man stepped forward and looked at Chen Ximo pitifully:
"Please give me one last chance. I will love you well and will never make you sad again."
He is 1.8 meters tall, sunny and handsome, clean and clean, and has muscles on his body. It makes the girls feel particularly distressed when begging.
Ye Fan glanced at the other party and could see the outline of Chen Baodong. Obviously, this was the result of contemplation.
"Hmph, do you think I will believe you, a scumbag?"
Faced with the contemplative begging, Chen Ximo raised his neck: "You have hurt me twice, and I will not forgive you again."
"Besides, I already have a boyfriend."
She pulled Ye Fan over: "I will not abandon Ye Fan and be with you."
Ye Fan wanted to open his mouth, but Chen Ximo pinched his palms, so he had no choice but to smile at Chen Sicheng: "Hello."
"Your boyfriend? Are you Ye Fan?"
Chen Sencheng stared at Ye Fan and shouted: "Are you a little thief who stole my father's secret recipe for herbal tea and was driven out by his great-grandma?"
"Wow, it turns out that you secretly thought about becoming his father's secret recipe?"
Zhang Yuyan whined: "Ye Fan, just forget it if you are poor, there is no bottom line yet, you're so bastard."
Tianyou also smiled and agreed without laughing: "More than that, the last time I was in the restaurant, I saw him be a rich woman and a slut."
When everyone heard this, they were in an uproar, and their eyes at Ye Fan became playful.
"Shut up, I won't let you insult my boyfriend."
Chen Ximo took advantage of Ye Fan's sense of existence, so he shouted at them in meditation: "I believe Ye Fan."
"They don't know how to steal the secret recipe for herbal tea, nor do they be jealous."
"You have no way to frame him."
She still held Ye Fan's arm: "I will not give up Ye Fan."
"Xi Mo, everyone knows the truth, so don't pretend."
Zhang Yuyan gave her best friend a blank look:
"You have always had Sicheng in your heart. Ye Fan is just a tool you use, and you can't let him be your girlfriend."
"Even if you agree, my aunt won't allow it."
"Xi Mo, don't be angry. I have changed my mind in Chengdu. You can give him another chance."
"If he's still a bastard next time, I'll help you clean up him."
Zhang Yuyan waved her small fist and hit Chen Ximo's psychological defense.
"Xi Mo, I really regret it."
He was pondering as if he had kneeled on one knee, and a rose flashed out: "Go back to me and let me make up for you."
"I regret it now, it's too late."
Chen Ximo raised his head and knocked off the rose that he had thought: "Reflect on it."
Ye Fan could hear that although Chen Ximo still couldn't get into the situation, he could feel her tone relaxed.
"Ye Fan, I want to duel with you."
"For my dad and Ximo, I want to fight you."
He stood up in deep thought, staring at Ye Fan and shouted:
"You win, I will no longer bother Ximo, I will give you another million."
"You lose, get out of Ximo and return the secret recipe to my dad."
He shouted fiercely: "Do you dare to fight?"
"Wow, Sicheng is so handsome!"
"This courage and this infatuation are so touching."
"Come on Sicheng, we love you."
Seeing the contemplation of being coaxed, many girls praised with their fingers in their heart shape.
Seeing this, Chen Ximo's pretty face sank, then grabbed Ye Fan's arm and spoke: "Ye Fan, ignore him, let's change clothes and practice."
Contempt and blocked Ye Fan and shouted: "Ten million, do you dare to respond?"
Ye Fan said lightly: "You are not worthy of fighting with me."
As soon as the words came, the entire venue was silent, and dozens of people looked at Ye Fan like a fool.
Chen Sicheng is the one who can fight among them. Several coaches are not Chen Sicheng's opponents. Ye Fan despises him. Who gives him the confidence?
I was stunned for a long time and didn't react.
Zhang Yuyan couldn't help but shout, "Ye Fan, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I'm not clear about what I said?"
Ye Fan looked at Chen Sicheng and said lightly: "Chen Sicheng is not worthy of fighting with me."
"Hahaha, I'm not worthy of fighting with you?"
I thought to follow everyone and laughed wildly, as if I heard the funnyest joke in the world.
"Ye Fan, do you know what you are talking about?"
"My father is the legitimate grandson of the Shen family, and your mother is the disabled son of the Shen family."
"I will take charge of billions of assets in the future. If you can run out of your life, you will open two herbal tea shops."
"You can enter here and talk to us, which is entirely a blessing for Ximo."
"You are the son of a disabled son in the family, without power, no money, and no power. He actually said that I, the eldest son of the Shen family, are not worthy of fighting with you?"
"You should say this sentence in reverse, Ye Fan is not qualified to attack me."
Chen Sicheng looked at me with disdain, "You should ask Ximo, how big is the difference between you and Chen Sicheng?"
Chen Ximo stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, stop fighting with him."
She can be so tempted by contemplation, but Ye Fan does not have the capital, and he will be so thoughtful that he will be killed by contemplation if he is not careful.
“No matter how much nonsense you say, it’s useless.”
Ye Fan looked at me and thoughtful and jokingly: "In my eyes, you really don't have the qualifications to fight fairly."
My eyes sank in contemplation: "You say it again?"
His fists were tight, and his bones were slamming all over his body, as if his limbs were filled with explosive power.
Chen Ximo pulled Ye Fan's sleeve: "Ye Fan, stop talking."
Ye Fan smiled at Chen Sicheng: "It's the same when I say it a hundred times. You are not worthy of fighting with me."
"Go to die!"
He was furious in thought, and without saying a word, he kicked Ye Fan sideways.
This kick was extremely fast and its power was very terrifying, just like a tiger throwing its tail over.
Tianyou and Zhang Yuyan immediately showed surprise.
Because of this kick, it can at least be able to kick a big tree as thick as a bowl.
If this is kicked on someone, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured if I don’t die.
Chen Ximo subconsciously exclaimed: "Ye Fan, be careful."
Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan shook his hand and slapped him.
"Bang!"
This slap directly knocked me to the ground.
"you--"
Meditation screamed, covered his face and looked at Ye Fan in shock, with an extremely incredible look in his eyes.
Before he could get up after he was struggling to get up, Ye Fan stood in front of him:
"Ba"
"Your level is also challenging me?"
"Ba"
"You don't believe it if you say you are not worthy of fighting with me?"
"Ba"
"Did I steal a secret recipe? Don't you know what to do?"
Ye Fan scolded Chen Jingcheng while shooting at him, and then threw his bow from left to right, making him rolling in thought and knocking over the weapon rack.
All the swords, guns, sticks and sticks fell to the ground, which was a terrible sight.
Tianyou and Zhang Yuyan were unbelievable, and they never expected that they would be so mortified that they could not stop taking a few steps back.
"Bastard, I'll kill you."
He was so thoughtful that he struggled to start, and he was about to stab Ye Fan with a sword.
"Click—"
Ye Fan flashed, and he took the initiative, grabbed his throat with a thrust, and then pushed him against the wall with a bang.
"I don't have any skills and I'm still whining. Do you believe it or not, I'll strangle you to death?"
Ye Fan used a little force to make me think hard and his face turned red.
"Um--"
At this moment, Ye Fan felt a pain in his arm. He looked down and Chen Ximo opened his mouth and bit his arm.