As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, Pang Zhuang became furious:
"You bastard, what did you say? Say it again if you dare."
His fists were clenched, ready to strike at any time.
Li Man'er also said angrily: "Ye Fan, what did you say? Apologize quickly, Mr. Pang is angry, and no one can stop him."
"That's the truth. He won't survive more than a month."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Do you believe it or not?"
He saw that if Pang Zhuang caused trouble, he would soon be in bad luck.
"How dare you talk nonsense?"
Pang Zhuang's eyes turned cold: "Believe it or not, I will kill you?"
Not only is he a second-generation rich man, but he also has a close relationship with Chen Haodong. It would be as easy to crush a character like Ye Fan to death as to crush an ant.
Tang Yanxi also pulled Ye Fan and said anxiously: "Ye Fan, please apologize. Pang Zhuang is angry. Even I am scared."
Ye Fan disagreed: "You should really be afraid of staying with such a person."
Tang Yanxi was so angry that he almost stamped his feet. How could this bastard talk? He really didn't know how high the world was.
Pang Zhuang laughed evilly: "It seems that if I don't give you any color, you don't know how much you weigh."
Lu Kun and others rolled up their sleeves and shouted: "Young Master Pang, I have long disliked this mainlander. Let's help you get rid of him."
Tang Yanxi hurriedly stopped in front of Ye Fan: "Pang Zhuang, give me some face..."
"Yan Xi, he cursed me like this. If I let him go, where would I lose my face?"
Pang Zhuang was filled with murderous intent: "Don't worry about this matter. Your aunt will hold you accountable. I will take care of it..."
"Wow, Ziqi is here."
At this moment, someone shouted.
Tang Yanxi and Li Maner subconsciously turned around.
Ye Fan also looked over and saw a tall girl at the entrance.
Wearing Chanel, a Patek Philippe, and a pair of black sunglasses outlines her sophistication and also shows her wealthy background.
But compared to the beauty of Li Man'er and Tang Yanxi, Han Ziqi has a touch of coolness and strength.
Li Maner grabbed Pang Zhuang and said, "Ziqi is here, please stop making trouble now."
Pang Zhuang is obviously also afraid of Han Ziqi. In addition to Han Ziqi's wealthy background, there are also rumors that Master Long is interested in Han Ziqi.
So he looked at Ye Fan a few times and then unclenched his fist:
"Boy, I'll let you go for now."
His eyes were very malicious, and then he showed a wicked smile: "But you can hide today, but you can't hide tomorrow."
At this time, Li Maner and Tang Yanxi had already greeted them:
"Ziqi, you are in charge today, but you are late. You will have to punish yourself with a drink later."
A dozen pretty girls leaned over with bright smiles.
Pang Zhuang and Lu Kun also greeted each other with blazing eyes.
Hearing this, Han Ziqi took off his sunglasses and smiled calmly:
"I'm sorry, something happened at home, I will punish myself with a drink later."
Afterwards, she greeted everyone politely, not harshly but not lightly, not unfamiliar but not making people feel approachable.
Finally, Han Ziqi looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Who is this?"
"Ye Fan."
Before Tang Yanxi could introduce him, Ye Fan said calmly: "A country boy comes to have a meal with Tang Yanxi."
Han Ziqi was stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes became more interested, thinking that Mark was a bit interesting.
Tang Yanxi's pretty face turned hot, feeling that Mark was so embarrassed.
Pang Zhuang sneered: "It's not just a job, he doesn't even have a birthday gift, his face is thicker than the city wall."
"Pang Zhuang, don't say that. When you come, you are a guest, my friend, and one of my own."
Han Ziqi stopped Pang Zhuang's attack, then stretched out his hand generously: "My name is Han Ziqi, nice to meet you."
This was the first person in the audience to shake hands with Ye Fan.
Ye Fanping responded: "Nice to meet you."
"Okay, today is my birthday. It's my birthday in the year of my birth year. You can eat and drink whatever you want, just call me."
Han Ziqi didn't get too close, turned around and faced dozens of people in the circle and said:
"There are many entertainment items on board. You can play whatever you like, and you can charge it all to my account."
"Anyway, you should have a great time today."
Li Maner, Tang Yanxi and the others cheered.
Ye Fan did not join them, but just took a cup of cappuccino and leaned in a corner to drink it.
He was holding on to time, planning to stay for half an hour, then find an excuse to leave and take a walk around the cruise ship.
"Ye Fan, my words were too extreme just now, I'm sorry."
Just as Ye Fan took a few sips of coffee, Pang Zhuang, Lu Kun and Li Maner gathered around him, holding red wine and smiling warmly at Ye Fan:
"Ziqi is right, everyone is a friend."
"I apologize to you."
Pang Zhuang laughed loudly and approached Ye Fan: "Please forgive me, sir."
Tang Yanxi also came closer: "Ye Fan, it's your fault. Pang Zhuang values peace now, so stop holding on to it."
Li Man'er also laughed out loud: "Yes, we will all be friends from now on, so stay close to each other."
Ye Fan replied calmly: "I'm sorry, you are not worthy of being my friend."
Tang Yanxi was almost angry to death: "You——"
"oops--"
At this time, Li Man'er's feet felt weak and she staggered to fall to the ground. She grabbed Ye Fan with her right hand.
Pang Zhuang, Lu Kun and others rushed forward and hurriedly helped Li Maner up.
"Man'er, are you okay?"
"be careful."
Then, Pang Zhuang waved his hand again: "Forget it, the young master of the county looks down on us, so let's not be so hot-tempered but cold-hearted."
He led a group of people and dispersed.
Tang Yanxi shook his head, feeling disappointed with Mark. He didn't cherish such goodwill, and he didn't know what kind of dignity he insisted on.
Ye Fan looked at them calmly. He had seen through the little tricks played by the other party at a glance, but he didn't bother to expose them.
On the contrary, he wanted to teach Lu Kun and the others a lesson.
Ye Fan put his hand into his pocket while watching Han Ziqi play pool with others.
Every young man in colorful clothes who wanted to perform was beaten to the ground by Han Ziqi. No one won ten games in a row, and almost all of them cleared the table in two or three strokes.
Lu Kun and others stopped when they saw this. It's not strange for men to pursue women, but women who are too good will make people stay away.
Regardless of Han Ziqi's wealthy background and aloof temperament, her billiards skills alone made everyone lose their temper.
Pang Zhuang and the other guys went into battle bravely, trying to use the crowd tactics, but in the end they only made one shot, not even a warm-up, and were easily eliminated by Han Ziqi.
This kind of strength makes people don't even have the courage to be shameless.
Tang Yanxi and Li Maner kept giving thumbs up, praising Han Ziqi as a famous player in Hong Kong.
"Shh!"
Han Ziqi didn't care about the praise and emotion of others, and concentrated on watching the ball in front of him, very professionally.
Her fingers were white, tender and slender. When she bent down while holding the pole, the beautiful curves of her chest and waist were instantly outlined.
Lu Kun and the others all stared and kept swallowing their saliva.
"Snapped!"
A shot hit the ball, and after the club hit the ball hard, the ball was pocketed.
Han Ziqi won again, while Pang Zhuang failed to score a single goal.
In fact, she only gave her opponent one shot.
Han Ziqi took a paper towel and wiped his fingers, then raised the club and tilted his head towards Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, will you play a round with me?"
She doesn't have many hobbies, but this is a rare one. Unfortunately, not many people are her rivals, so she wants to try Ye Fan's level.
Ye Fan shook his head at Han Ziqi: "Not interested."
Lu Kun snorted coldly: "Are you not interested or do you know how to do it?"
Pang Zhuang had a needle hidden in his cotton: "Master Lu, don't embarrass him. How can a country bumpkin play such an advanced thing as billiards?"
A dozen onlookers put their hands on their chests and stared at Ye Fan with contempt, as if they were laughing at him for not even having the courage to play.
Han Ziqi raised his head and looked at Ye Fan: "How can I be interested?"
