Ye Fan didn't feel like a shameless person to him.
"Xiao Shu, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Yun frowned and quickly explained: "Senior Tengzhen, he is a good friend of mine. Xiao Shu was just joking. I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter. Since we are all friends, let's eat together!" Fujima Junyang smiled modestly and invited Ye Fan and Jiang Yun to take their seats.
After sitting down, Zhang Xiaoshu put her arms around Fujima Junyang and ordered food. The two of them were flirting with each other. The scene was so loving.
Ye Fan was not at all interested in Zhang Xiaoshu not introducing himself.
Anyway, after finishing eating and wiping your mouth and leaving, he was just here to eat.
In order to show her hostess style, Zhang Xiaoshu specially ordered a lot of delicious dishes. Not to mention the four of them, there would probably be ten more and they would not be able to finish them all.
Fujima Junyang has quite a lot of skills in cultivating his energy. He didn't say anything about his girlfriend being so wasteful. Instead, he smiled apologetically at Ye Fan and Jiang Yun.
"You two, I'm sorry. Xiao Shu saw that it was rare for me to have dinner with you and she couldn't express her enthusiasm, so she ordered some more dishes that she thought were good. You're welcome, you can order whatever you like!"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Look, this boy from the island nation has a lot of pleasant words to listen to. He is much more palatable than Zhang Xiaoshu’s yin and yang look.
"No, no, that's enough." Jiang Yun quickly waved her hand and said to Zhang Xiaoshu, "Xiaoshu, that's almost enough. We can't eat that much."
"Don't worry, I've got something to eat." Ye Fan smiled lightly, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten much since yesterday!"
Zhang Xiaoshu grinned, "I knew you were reincarnated as a starving ghost!"
"Yeah, don't be scared later." Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
Fujima Junyang saw that Ye Fan had some conflicts with his girlfriend, and said some nice things, but did not point it out.
After a while, more than twenty dishes were served, and the whole table was filled to the brim.
Ye Fan was not polite, he opened his cheeks and ate deliciously. He wolfed down the food for a while, making Jiang Yun and the others dumbfounded.
Although Zhang Xiaoshu was well prepared, seeing that he was eating so much and his mind was completely blank, he couldn't care less about being sarcastic.
Fujima Junyang was shocked again and again. He raised his wine glass and wanted to respect Ye Fan and Jiang Yun. However, Ye Fan was too fierce and did not give him a chance.
The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and in less than a quarter of an hour, almost all the dishes on the large table went into Ye Fan's stomach.
But his belly didn't bloat, it still looked so smooth.
Fujima Junyang frowned slightly and whispered: "Sir, are you a warrior?"
"Well, I think I'm a practicing disciple. I have a big appetite. Doesn't it scare you?" Ye Fan chuckled and kept smashing his mouth.
"Sir, do you want to order more food?" Fujima Shunyang asked tentatively.
"Okay, I won't refuse anyone who comes." Ye Fan nodded and smiled.
"Waiter!" Fujima Shunyang called the waiter, "According to the menu of this table, please order another one."
"...Okay." The waiter looked at the messy table, his eyes widened, and it took him a while to react.
Ye Fan stretched out three fingers and said, "Three copies."
"Three portions?!" The waiter was surprised again.
"Ahem, do as this gentleman said." Fujima Junyang agreed with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
"Yes, you are quite generous." Ye Fan nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "Much more generous than Fujima Nagao."
"Huh?" Fujima Junyang was stunned, "Sir, do you know my father's name?"
"Fujima-kun, your father is the president of Binhai Overseas Enterprises Association. He often appears on TV. As long as you are not deaf or blind, you must have heard of your father!"
"Yes." Fujima Junyang said softly, "Hmm" and turned to look at Ye Fan: "Sir, where did you meet my father?"
"In his office." Ye Fan chuckled and said, "He has a large cabinet of wine. I thought it was good, so I took some with me. He was very polite and helped me pack it."
Last time, Ye Fan and Lin Xuanyu almost killed Fujima Nagao. He wished that Ye Fan and the others would take the wine and leave quickly. How could they dare to stop them?
Fujima Junyang was suddenly stunned, "It seems that your husband has a close relationship with my father!"
Zhang Xiaoshu opened his eyebrows and whispered: "Teng Zhenjun, does he really know your father?"
"Probably." Fujima Junyang nodded and said with a smile: "My father likes to collect world-famous wines. He will only give them to important friends."
Zhang Xiaoshu felt a little uneasy.
If Ye Fan is not bragging, then he does have a lot of background, and it is very likely that Jiang Yun's father's medical expenses were paid by him.
But why would he deny it?
Well, there must be some hidden secret inside!
Many people know about President Fujima’s hobbies, but this Ye Fan just heard it from hearsay and put it here to fool people.
Humph, Fujima-kun has said that only guests of great importance can receive gifts from President Fujima.
Ye Fan is just an ordinary person, how could he become a distinguished guest of President Tengzhen?
Zhang Xiaoshu was very determined in his thoughts.
My boyfriend is a very gentle island native. He received higher education since childhood and has a very good business sense. However, he lacks the corresponding sharpness when it comes to intrigues and intrigues.
The reason why Zhang Xiaoshu can stand out from thousands of girls is that Fujima Junyang is not only beautiful in appearance, but also full of thoughtfulness and ways to win favor.
Zhang Xiaoshu looked at Ye Fan coldly and said with a smile: "It seems that you are quite concerned about the movements of the upper class of our Binhai society!"
"It's okay." Ye Fan touched his nose and was too lazy to elaborate.
Soon, more than sixty plates of dishes were served, and Fujima Junyang invited Ye Fan to have a meal. You're welcome.
Ye Fan didn't say anything and wolfed it down again.
In half an hour, most of the more than sixty dishes went into his belly, completely subverting Zhang Xiaoshu and Jiang Yun's outlook on life.
Fujima Junyang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Warrior is incredible, he must have reached three or four times the limit, awesome!"
"You can even see this?" Ye Fan smiled faintly, "I feel that your aura is stable, you should also be a warrior, right?"
"Well, I have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, and now I have almost reached twice the limit."
"Not bad! But compared to your brother Teng Zhenjunyao, he is even worse." Ye Fan said calmly: "He was only five or six years older than you, and his limit was four or five times higher when he died!"
Tengma Junyang's expression suddenly changed, "You...how do you know about my elder brother?"
"It's spread all over Binhai." Ye Fan pretended to be surprised, "Haven't you heard of it?"
"No." Fujima Junyang shook his head repeatedly, "How did my eldest brother die?"
"How did I know that it seems that someone who offended someone they shouldn't have been offended was directly killed. As a result, your Foreign Enterprises Association didn't even dare to let out a fart."
Ye Fan shrugged, "Am I right?"
"this……"
Fujima Junyang opened his mouth and was about to ask in detail, when Zhang Xiaoshu on the side suddenly slammed the table hard and said, "That's enough!"
"What's wrong?"
"You're almost done!" Zhang Xiaoshu gritted his teeth, "My surname is Ye, can't I stop your mouth with so much food?
My Fujima-kun is not as knowledgeable as you, but you speak in a strange and eccentric manner. Is that interesting?
I'm telling you, don't show off in front of me!
Fujima-kun, this person is a liar, a big-tailed wolf, you must not be deceived by him!"
"But... everything he said seems to be right." Fujima Junyang returned.
"What does a little brat like him know?" Zhang Xiaoshu snorted angrily: "There are too many people like us in China. We think that by pulling off a piece of tiger skin, we can pretend to be a tiger, but in fact he is nothing!"
Seeing Zhang Xiaoshu's anger, Jiang Yun quickly stood up and persuaded: "Xiaoshu, don't say that. In fact, Mark has no ill intentions."
"Xiaoyun, are you still talking for him?" Zhang Xiaoshu was inexplicably angry, "What's so good about this kind of person? Isn't it just that he can speak with his mouth?
You have so many suitors, and if you pick one out at random, it would be better than him, a liar who is strong on the outside but is smart on the inside!
You don’t have the money to pretend to be a rich second generation, and you don’t have the right to talk about politics. Ye Fan, if you don’t take a piss and take a photo, what kind of virtue do you have!
I just don’t understand what kind of family could teach you such a thing..."
Zhang Xiaoshu went too far as she talked. At first, Ye Fan was too lazy to talk to her, but when she talked about his family, his eyebrows suddenly tightened.
"Little girl, that's it. If you don't want to see me, just get out and no one will leave you here.
As for this meal, there is no need for your boyfriend to treat you. I will sign the bill later and someone will come over and pay for it..."
Zhang Xiaoshu interrupted Ye Fan and shouted angrily: "Are you still pretending?"
"Do I need to pretend?" Ye Fan laughed.
At this moment, Fujima Junyang's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was his father calling.
As a result, before Fujima Junyang picked it up, Zhang Xiaoshu snatched the phone away, and kept sneering at Ye Fan: "Didn't you say that you know President Fujima? If you dare, answer the phone and see what it is.
Sample!"
Fujima Junyang shook his head repeatedly, "Xiao Shu, please return the phone to me quickly. My father may have something to do with me."
"Fujima-kun, you are so kind, you think that the whole world is a good person who tells the truth. Mr. Ye, you have the ability to take over!"
Zhang Xiaoshu held up his mobile phone and pushed it in front of Mark, with a very bad attitude.
Jiang Yun repeatedly advised: "Xiao Shu, don't do this..."
"Idiot." Ye Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Stupid woman, I have always maintained a low-key style, but you provoke me again and again, but aren't you trying to kill yourself?"
"What, you don't dare?" Zhang Xiaoshu shouted domineeringly.
Ye Fan took the phone and sneered at Zhang Xiaoshu: "He's stupid. His father is my grandson. As a grandfather, why don't I dare?"
With that said, Ye Fan answered the phone and pressed the hands-free button.
The phone was connected, and Fujima Nagao's Japanese Mandarin came from the other end, and I couldn't even understand what he was saying.
Ye Fan clicked his tongue and said: "Fujima Nagao, I am Ye Fan!"