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Lin Zheng and Wei Dong looked at each other and nodded secretly.
"Okay, let's meet at Anran Couple Restaurant!"
Ye Fan opened the car door and said to Lin Zheng and Wei Dong angrily, "You two, my car is too small to carry three people.
You'd better go ahead and fight!
"We... have a car!"
Lin Zheng was so angry that he and his companions walked to an Audi next to the venue.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan and the others arrived at Anran Couple Restaurant.
"Yu Yan, you go to the restaurant first and find an empty table with a better seat. I'll make a call."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he immediately ran outside the door to contact Long Chun.
Another twenty minutes passed, and Lin Zheng and Wei Dongcai arrived belatedly.
However, judging from their expressions, it seemed that they had already discussed how to teach Ye Fan some face lessons.
They were determined to show Pan Yuyan what a real man is!
Lin Zheng and Wei Dong walked into the couple's restaurant and immediately found Pan Yuyan sitting alone.
"Miss Pan, why are you alone? Where is Mr. Ye?" Lin Zheng put on what he thought was the most humble smile and handed over the flowers he had prepared.
This is the first time he has submitted it today. Pan Yuyan rejected it the first few times.
This time, the roses were replaced by white lilies, with a lot of crystal dew on them.
Pan Yuyan had no choice but to nod and take it, putting it aside.
"Ms. Pan, what's so good about Mr. Ye? In my opinion, he is just an unlearned scoundrel with no education or ambition!
"I don't need you to comment on Ye Fan's matter!"
"Pan Yuyan's face was cold and extremely sad. Her eyes wandered around the restaurant and she lightly tapped her feet in annoyance.
Ye Fan said he was going to prepare. It’s already this time. Where is he?!
Hearing Pan Yuyan help Ye Fan with some disgust, Wei Dong also smiled lightly.
"Haha, it's not that I like anyone or say bad things about others.
Ye Fan is trash compared to our Mr. Lin.
Miss Pan, although Brother Lin is not a rich man, he can still make millions a year.
More importantly, he is very motivated and never misses any opportunity.
As long as he wants to get it, he will fight for it with a hundred times the effort of others!
Not only does he work hard, Brother Lin is also an all-rounder. He is proficient in music, especially classical music.
In the early years, if it were not for his wrist injury, Lin Ge would have been a top international violinist!
"Well? Mr. Lin also plays the violin?" Pan Yuyan was slightly startled.
"certainly!
"Lin Zheng's expression did not change.
"I am good at all kinds of musical instruments, whether they are ethnic or Western. I have passed seven level 8 musical instrument certificates.
It's a pity that my wrist was unfortunately sprained a few days ago during the art college entrance exam that year. Otherwise, no matter how bad things were now, I wouldn't be in this situation.
Haha, of course it is much better than someone else."
Lin Zheng and Wei Dong sang and harmonized, attacking Ye Fan every sentence, showing their extraordinary and outstanding.
Although Pan Yuyan sounded uncomfortable, she did not refute.
After all, Ye Fan asked her to try not to interfere, otherwise, his performance would not be effective.
Just when Lin Zheng was bragging like crazy, the band in the restaurant suddenly stopped playing.
The piano, which had been silent by the pond, suddenly emitted a wonderful melody, with a pearl-like timbre.
In the dim and ambiguous lighting of the restaurant, it feels like the countryside and the melodious and beautiful singing in the woods.
Pan Yuyan paused, Lin Zheng fell silent, and the entire restaurant calmed down.
Because of this pleasant sound, everyone held their breath and listened quietly.
This is a piano concerto "Song of the Night". The melody is sometimes graceful and smooth, sometimes as light as a gossamer, sometimes smart and light, sometimes hesitant to speak, and the melody is tapped into your mind little by little.
There is a person sitting on the stool, and the music flowing from his fingers flows into the heart like a romantic river, making everyone completely intoxicated in the romantic fairy tale.
The young man on the stool danced his hands and struck every note with his graceful fingers.
This handsome man is none other than Ye Fan.
All the men in the entire restaurant were deeply shocked and ashamed.
Every woman was deeply moved, with a strange light shining in her eyes.
Ye Fan had already changed into a loose white silk shirt at this time. The cuffs were slightly longer and the cut was very fitted. The front placket was tucked into the waistband of the trousers and the back placket fell out.
It seems incongruous, but it exudes an aura of superiority in its laziness and casualness.
His beard is sparse and his face looks particularly weathered. Combined with the unique white silk shirt, it blends into the charming dark tones, making it unforgettable at first sight.
Decadent but not lacking in magnanimity, melancholy but full of vitality.
This is simply more attractive than the British prince or the Russian crown prince!
Ye Fan's hands flew across the keys quickly, bringing out a series of moving music. Even Pan Yuyan, who had the calmest expression, was deeply impressed by Ye Fan's move.
After the song was played, Ye Fan stood up with a slight bow and smiled deeply. Those words with a hint of sadness were like magic sounds, entering the ears of everyone in the restaurant.
"I haven't played the piano since my grandmother died..." "Pop!"
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Snapped!
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Snapped!
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Snapped!
!
"Suddenly, a thunderous sound erupted in the entire restaurant, and many people pushed aside their chairs and stood up to cheer.
Everyone was completely conquered by this soul-stirring piano solo, and no one begrudged their applause.
Of course, except for Lin Zheng and Wei Dong, whose faces became increasingly ugly.
They never expected that just after they boasted about their achievements in music, Ye Fan gave them a big slap in the face with his actual and powerful performance.
Ye Fan slowly walked towards Pan Yuyan under the attention of everyone.
Pan Yuyan's face was flushed now, and she was excited and excited. She didn't expect Ye Fan, who looked unkempt, to have such musical background.
"Is it okay?" Ye Fan came and sat down next to Pan Yuyan. Under the envious eyes of countless women, he gently grabbed her hand and touched it quietly.
If you don't take advantage of such a good opportunity, you are a bastard. This has always been Ye Fan's motto.
The other one is more vulgar: If you are not cheap, you will eat shit... Pan Yuyan blushed and pulled her hand back, calmed down slightly for a while, and whispered to Ye Fan, "You know the truth, I can win back the victory!"
""That is!
"Ye Fan laughed. He hadn't enjoyed this feeling of being watched by everyone for quite a long time.
At this time, he couldn't help but feel very happy, and shouted, "Please eat something, I'm starving to death!"
"Okay... okay!"
Lin Zheng, who was opposite, nodded his numb head with difficulty, and snapped his fingers at the waiter who was serving the reception, "Waiter, take your order!"
"Hello, what do you need?" The waiter was very polite.
Ye Fan didn’t even look at the menu, “Just do what I usually do!
Mr. Lin, you two are free to do whatever you want.
By the way, I didn’t pay today, it’s all on them.”
Lin Zheng's expression changed and he gritted his teeth secretly.
The waiter agreed with a smile, quickly drew out a large list of dish names on the menu, and then reported it to the backstage.
"Dear Mr. Ye, your order will be here in ten minutes.
I would like to ask, according to the usual habit, Bo Fei, who is twice as old as thirty-two years old, is here first?" Ye Fan scratched his head, "Okay!
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The waiter pressed the remote ordering device again.
Lin Zheng and Wei Dong looked a little dumbfounded. Does Ye Fan come here often? Damn, even the waiter knows him?
!"Red wine from 1932? Okay, let's have two glasses too..." Lin Zheng was slightly shocked and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was definitely going to be a lot of blood today. Fortunately, I changed my job and settled part of my bonus, which amounted to more than 200,000 yuan.
Otherwise, if you can't pay the money when the time comes, your face will be thrown into the ditch.
Unexpectedly, the waiter smiled lightly and said politely, "Sir, I'm sorry.
You are not a supreme member here, so you cannot enjoy the 32-year-old collector’s edition aperitif wine.”
"Supreme member? Humph, isn't it just a membership? How much does it cost? I can get one too!"
"Lin Zheng couldn't swallow that breath. Now it's no longer a matter of pursuing Pan Yuyan or not. Now it has become a matter of competing for personality and dignity.
"There are only ten places for supreme membership each year. Sir, if you want to decide, you must apply two years in advance and pay a card application fee of three million yuan."
The waiter looked troubled.
Lin Zheng and Wei Dong almost fell to the bottom of their seats, and their eyes widened in shock.
"What did you say?!
three million?!
The largest restaurant in Binhai doesn’t have the same level of consumption as you do, right?!
"Haha, sir, these three million will not be spent in vain."
If you apply for a membership card, 3 million will be automatically credited to the card, and every purchase will be deducted from it.
Of course, you can also order many rare dishes and services in this restaurant.”
The waiter explained the general function of the Supreme Membership Card.
However, these words were specifically stated by the manager and are completely fictitious.
I do have a membership card, but that three million, two years in advance, is pure nonsense.
Ye Fan knocked on the table, "Hey, hey, what else are you talking about? Hurry up and order!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, for disturbing your meal!"
Our manager will prepare Monday’s special dishes for you soon, please try them.”
The waiter apologized quickly, as if he were seeing the emperor.
Lin Zheng couldn't believe it. How could this weakling who was just sitting around waiting to die enjoy such treatment? Where did he get the money? Involuntarily, Lin Zheng and Wei Dong both turned their attention to Pan Yuyan.
Are they all from her family? Let me go, is his family a billionaire? "Then let's have a steak salad and a cocktail.
Miss Pan, do you need anything else?" Lin Zheng looked at the menu, ordered food, and raised his head to ask Pan Yuyan.
"No need, we Yuyan can't eat the things you ordered."
Ye Fan picked up the 32-year-old red wine brought by the waiter and took a sip.
Within three minutes, Lin Zheng and Luo Wei ordered steak.
In order to maintain their grace with Pan Yuyan, the two of them used their knives and forks like peerless weapons, cutting iron like clay and cutting the beef back and forth without making a sound.
After another five minutes, four or five chefs pushed three white cloth carts to Ye Fan's table.
The trolley has two floors in total, and there are dazzling exquisite dishes on it.