Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then regained his composure.
The fashionable woman looks quite pretty, but her makeup is too heavy, which reduces her natural temperament, and her attire is considered acceptable.
A tight-fitting skirt with suspenders just wrapped around her graceful and alluring body, clinging tightly to her like a second skin, showing off her perfect curves to the fullest.
A dozen macho men stood behind them in tacit understanding, and the hazy atmosphere exuding from their bodies made Ye Fan look up.
But he just glanced at it, and then continued to pour himself a cup of coffee.
"This is my place. I don't really want to see you."
Ye Fan was very rude.
Dean Huang walked up and pointed at Ye Fan: "President Ling, he is Ye Fan, he was the one who poisoned Director Zheng."
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally:
"Dean Huang, why do you mean I poisoned Director Zheng? I already apologized. It was my fault. Besides, you have X serum."
"You can just give Director Zheng an injection, but why don't you come to me to question me?"
He could guess that Zheng Shengzhuang must be half dead now.
Looking at Ye Fan's playful smile, Dean Huang almost died of anger:
"Ye Fan, don't tell me whether you have it or not. Take out the antidote quickly, otherwise you will be finished today."
Yesterday, they originally wanted to take the credit for Ye Fan, but Ye Fan gave them a handshake, causing them to fall short. Director Zheng was also poisoned, making Dean Huang extremely angry with Ye Fan.
They struggled all night to detoxify, but they couldn't make Zheng Shengzhuang recover. Fortunately, they took a few Seven-Star Life-Extending Pills to slow down the injury, otherwise Zheng Shengzhuang would have died.
Therefore, after stabilizing the injury, Zheng Shengzhuang asked Dean Huang and others to come and get the antidote.
"Antidote?"
Ye Fan said casually: "The antidote is the X serum. This is what you and Director Zheng said, isn't it?"
"you--"
Dean Huang was about to vomit blood, then he roared:
"Boy, now is not the time for you to act crazy and act stupid. If you are sensible, please bring me the antidote quickly."
"Let me tell you, if something happens to Director Zheng, something will happen to you, and your whole family will also have something to do."
"Let me tell you again, the person sitting in front of you is Ling Qianshui, the vice president of the Tianlang Chamber of Commerce Red Wolf, who is also the sworn sister of Director Zheng."
Dean Huang threatened Ye Fan: "If you don't take out the antidote, you will go against the Tianlang Chamber of Commerce, and your fate will be worse than death."
On the bright side, Ye Fan could not be suppressed, so he could only be beaten from a gray area.
Ye Fan relaxed his shoulders: "Sorry, there is no antidote."
"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right?"
Dean Huang roared angrily: "Brothers, touch him!"
"stop!"
When more than a dozen tough men in black were about to swarm forward, Ling Qianshui, who had been silent all the time, said a word with a cold face to stop Dean Huang and others from being impulsive and reckless.
Then, she looked at Mark and said lightly:
"Are you Ye Fan? My name is Ling Qianshui, and Zheng Shengzhuang is my sister. I came here today because I want you to give me some face."
"Don't embarrass her, lest you make yourself unhappy."
"Also, I want the antidote, and I want the credit, and if I kneel down and apologize, the matter will be over."
She lightly opened her red lips and blew out a smoke ring: "Be proactive, hello to you, hello to me, hello to everyone."
"You want the antidote, you want the credit, and you have to kneel down and apologize?"
Ye Fan smiled cynically: "Why?"
Dean Huang looked angry: "Don't toast and eat as a penalty."
He hated Ye Fan very much. If Ye Fan hadn't caused trouble and refused to give up the credit, he would have been a great contributor to curing hundreds of poisoned people and gained both fame and fortune.
Ye Fan looked at Dean Huang and said, "I'm not interested in this wine."
"Not interested?"
Ling Qianshui's smile turned bitter and mean: "You sound so calm, it seems like you are a real person and don't show your face."
"Ye Fan, apart from Zhu Changsheng, who is your backer, do you have any other outstanding backgrounds? Let me take a look."
"Let me see what kind of dragon you are, how dare you act so calmly in front of me, the red wolf."
She leaned forward, feeling happy but with a hint of coldness.
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I don't have any great background. I am just a barefoot doctor, but this does not affect my disdain for us."
Dean Huang growled: "Boy, why are you talking?"
The tough men in black also shouted, looking as if they wanted to devour Ye Fan.
Ling Qianshui waved his slender fingers to stop Dean Huang and others from making any move, and smiled:
"The tone is arrogant and self-righteous enough."
Ling Qianshui curled her lips noncommittally:
"It's a pity that it's meaningless in front of me. Ye Fan, if we dare to come to you, it means that we are not afraid of Zhu Changsheng to protect you."
"Yes, he is protecting you. We dare not touch you openly, but what about secretly?"
"Do you know what the Sirius Chamber of Commerce is?"
"The Underground King of Nanling."
"Don't be afraid of being arrogant. I can crush you to death like an ant with just a move of my fingers."
"Keep your eyes wide open and look at the people in front of you. They are all top-notch people on the road... You, a barefoot doctor, can't afford this."
"Today, you have two choices. One is to hand over the antidote, give up the credit, and kneel down to Director Zheng to apologize."
"The second is to show us your ability and let us know that you are awesome and can't afford to be provoked or offended."
She leaned over and looked at Ye Fan coldly, with a hint of arrogance in her tone:
"If you don't choose either, then I, Ling Qianshui, will choose for you. Don't say that I am bullying others."
"Although I am just a weak woman, I am enough to make you and the people around you regret it."
Ling Qianshui crossed her slender legs and struck a sultry pose: "Director Zheng is my god-sister, and I won't let her be bullied."
Ye Fan laughed: "President Ling likes to bully others so much?"
"Bullying others with strength?"
"That's right, I'm just using my power to bully others, what's the matter?"
Ling Qianshui also took out a mobile phone, threw it in front of Mark and sneered:
"If you are unhappy and feel that we are bullying others, you can call someone and we will wait here."
Ye Fan looked at the woman with interest: "Calling someone to call someone, isn't this kind of drama too boring?"
"Afraid?"
When these words fell into the ears of Ling Qianshui and the others, Ye Fan turned to the steps with a guilty conscience, which immediately attracted ridicule on her face.
"If you're afraid, be afraid. Don't make excuses to cover up your incompetence."
“The sad thing about a person is not that he is incompetent, but that he persists despite knowing that he is incompetent.”
"Stop talking nonsense, bring out the antidote, and don't embarrass Director Zheng..."
She slowly blew out a smoke ring, which hit Mark's face and slowly dispersed.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Zheng Shengzhuang is not worth my trouble."
"Director Zheng is not worthy of your embarrassment, huh, this is just like the emperor."
Ling Qianshui leaned on the chair, with a touch of disdain on her pretty face: "I really want to see who is worth your trouble."
"You are worthy of my embarrassment."
Ye Fan smiled, stood up, and poured the coffee from Ling Qianshui's head...
