Faced with Wang Dongshan's invitation, Ye Fan readily agreed.
He left his phone number, received a deposit of one million, and left the Marco Polo Bar with Tang Qiqi.
As soon as she arrived at the parking lot, Tang Qiqi asked Ye Fan to wait while she went to the bathroom first.
Ye Fan waited quietly.
Halfway through the wait, a beautiful figure appeared. Wang Shiyuan came with a handbag and stood in front of Ye Fan and nodded lightly:
"Hello, Ye Fan."
Looking closely, Ye Fan found that Wang Shiyuan was more beautiful than when she was in the bar, with a standard oval face, long legs, and the smell of ripe peach.
It's just that he was curious about the other party's greeting: "Ms. Wang, what's the matter?"
"Actually, I really don't want people to know that my father is Wang Dongshan, the president of Nanling."
Wang Shiyuan sounded helpless: "It's just that this circle is too small, and my identity is always exposed inadvertently, leaving me with few close friends."
Ye Fan looked confused, not knowing what the other party meant.
"Although Qiqi is a friend I just met, she is straightforward, innocent and unpretentious, so I regard her as a sister from the bottom of my heart."
Wang Shiyuan looked at Ye Fan and said, "It is precisely because I love Qiqi from the bottom of my heart that I want to say a few words of confidence to you tonight."
Ye Fan was confused: "Miss Wang, please tell me if you have anything to say."
"Happy, I don't want you to participate in the ring tomorrow. You took the opportunity to push this fight."
Wang Shiyuan was shocked: "As for the one million, I will return it to my father for you, and I will also put in a good word for you so that he will not hold you accountable."
Ye Fan was stunned: "Why? You don't want your father to win?"
"Whether my father wins or not, you won't play a big role."
Wang Shiyuan stared at Ye Fan: "Although you performed well in the bar, I feel that your strength is not that powerful."
"The fact that you were able to defeat Mr. Gong and the others is more because the other party underestimated the enemy and was careless. In a real confrontation, you are definitely no match for them."
She made Ye Fan understand her own weight:
"When you go to battle tomorrow, you will face a master from the Martial Alliance. In a real battle, you will definitely lose."
"So I hope you can push this battle and don't show off. This is good for you, Qiqi, and my father..."
Her tone was decisive: "Anyway, if we have a fight tomorrow night, you can push it."
In order to reduce casualties, Wang Dongshan and Xue Ruyi reached an agreement that tomorrow night there will be ten people each, and whoever stands at the end will be the president.
Ye Fan is far behind Kuang Xiong and the others, so in Wang Shiyuan's view, Ye Fan is insignificant to the battle tomorrow night.
But his life and death are very important to Tang Qiqi, so Wang Shiyuan wants to persuade Ye Fan to quit.
Ye Fan looked at Wang Shiyuan and smiled and said, "I'll charge your father one million, and I'll be there tomorrow night no matter what."
"Why are you so stubborn? Just quit and I will help you with the rest."
Wang Shiyuan really couldn't understand why Ye Fan couldn't understand it after she had said it so clearly.
Ye Fan made a pun: "I'm not stubborn, it's just that I am confident that I can solve the problem tomorrow night."
"Things are not as simple as you think."
Wang Shiyuan's pretty face gradually became irritated:
"I'm not afraid of you knowing that I just got the news that Xue Ruyi has recovered his martial arts and is unbeatable."
"Do you know who Xue Ruyi is?"
"Although she is a woman, she is the dream lover of countless Nanling men and the idol of the children of the Wu League."
She said earnestly: "She is very skilled, far beyond your imagination. Even my father can't beat her. What are you going to do in the ring?"
She has a good relationship with Tang Qiqi, and Ye Fan also showed off in the bar, so she doesn't want Ye Fan to do stupid things.
"I appreciate your kindness."
Ye Fan squeezed out a smile: "Don't worry, if I dare to go, I will be confident of victory."
"You are too crazy and overestimate your abilities."
"Ye Fan, don't know that the sky is high and the sky is high."
Wang Shiyuan's pretty face turned cold: "If it weren't for Qiqi's sake, I wouldn't want to talk to you."
"If you are so self-righteous, you will pay the price, even your life."
She hates that iron cannot become steel: "Let me tell you clearly, my father is using you as cannon fodder. His reliance is not on you, but on the number one warrior, Kuang Xiong."
"It's too late for you to quit now. When you get to the scene tomorrow, even I won't be able to help you."
She was really going to get angry. She kindly tried to persuade Mark not to be cannon fodder, but in the end she didn't listen. It was a waste of her efforts.
Ye Fan was not angry: "I know you are doing it for my own good, but I really don't need it."
"You are so stubborn and stubborn, I don't care whether you live or die."
Wang Shiyuan lost her patience, she was no longer gentle, and her voice and expression were stern:
"I'll just tell you one thing, if you dare to show up at the boxing ring tomorrow, you and Qiqi will break up."
"I will not allow Qiqi to fall in love with a reckless man."
"I won't agree to you being together..."
Wang Shiyuan's eyes were filled with determination, and then she left with her handbag in hand.
At almost the same moment, Tang Qiqi was calling Tang Ruoxue on her mobile phone:
"Sister, have you slept?"
Tang Ruoxue's indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone: "I have something to talk about. I'll hang up if I have nothing to do. I'm busy."
Tang Qiqi snorted: "Tsk, why are you still so unkind? No wonder my brother-in-law is afraid of marriage."
Tang Qiqi shouted with a busy smile: "Let me tell you, I went to the bar to drink with the crew tonight, guess who I saw?"
"I saw my brother-in-law, Ye Fan, good guy. He was drinking alone. He drank five or six bottles of vodka."
"When I came over to say hello, I couldn't see me clearly. I called out to me Ruoxue, where is Ruoxue."
Her eyes rolled: "With that infatuated look, he could even act in a Qiong Yao drama."
"Tang Qiqi, can you be smarter? Is it fun to make up stories?"
Tang Ruoxue scolded him unceremoniously: "Also, don't mention his name in front of me in the future."
"Look, you have him in your heart, right? Otherwise, why would you deliberately not mention it?"
Tang Qiqi was in need of a tease, and then quickly smiled and said: "Sister, I really didn't lie to you, I will send you a few photos later and you will know."
"Tang Qiqi, don't get involved in these things. I don't want to see him or know what he does."
Tang Ruoxue's voice became colder and colder: "Can you just stop disturbing me with him?"
"Okay, if you hate Mark so much, I won't mention him anymore."
Tang Qiqi sighed: "Originally, I wanted to tell you that he missed you too much, so in order to vent his pressure, he signed a life and death certificate with someone to fight in the ring."
"There will be a battle tomorrow night. I heard that the opponent is very powerful. My brother-in-law is not in good condition right now. I think he will die this time..."
At this point, she suddenly hung up the phone, turned off the phone immediately, and then left the bathroom jumping up and down.
In Longdu, Dongyang District, there is a building with the four characters "Xifeng Building" written on it. The chairman's office on the 18th floor is brightly lit.
Tang Ruoxue sat on a chair and dialed her sister's number continuously, but the other party's phone had been turned off.
When she called her sister's other number, no one answered. Tang Ruoxue suddenly became angry and smashed her phone against the floor-to-ceiling window.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the bulletproof glass shook, but it quickly returned to normal calm...
But the phone turned into a pile of fragments.
As soon as there was a movement, the door was pushed open silently, and more than a dozen bodyguards rushed in, touching their firearms.
"It's okay, get out!"
Tang Ruoxue stood up and walked to the phone. Looking at the broken pieces, she saw her own shadow and her own anger.
