At 12 noon that day, it was still a Friday restaurant.
When Ye Fan walked in, he found that the restaurant was reserved by Han Xiangbei again.
There was only Han Xiangbei's table in the vast hall.
Yes, a table.
Besides Han Xiangbei, there was also a monk in gray clothes at the table.
She looks sixty years old, has a thin figure, a single eyebrow, a cold expression, smells of sandalwood, and has an outstanding temperament.
She was chanting something while turning the beads, looking like a master from this world.
Ye Fan glanced at her, wondering who she was from Han Xiangbei, but seeing that she didn't even raise her eyes, he didn't bother to pay attention.
He nodded to Han Xiangbei: "Hello, Mr. Han!"
Compared to the arrogant person we met last time, Han Xiangbei was much more humble and enthusiastic this time.
Not only was a table filled with sumptuous delicacies, but Ye Fan was also personally greeted with a bright smile on his face:
"Mr. Ye, welcome, welcome, we meet again."
"Come, sit down and get some fresh puffer meat, New Zealand steak and caviar. Try them to see if they suit your taste."
"If you don't like it, just ask. As long as the chef can do it, I will let him cook a few dishes for you."
He even personally pulled out a chair for Ye Fan, as if he didn't know each other.
However, Ye Fan was not introduced to the identity of the woman in gray.
The woman in gray clothes didn't even look at Ye Fan and continued to turn the beads in her hand.
Ye Fan didn't pay attention, shook hands with Han Xiangbei and said with a smile:
"Mr. Han, you're welcome. Guests can do as they please. I'll eat whatever you serve."
"And I'm a poor kid. Being able to eat steak and caviar is already a blessing I earned in my previous life. How can I be dissatisfied with it?"
Ye Fan sat down on the seat: "Thank you Mr. Han for the banquet."
After finishing speaking, Ye Fan directly took the steak and ate it. He had a big mouthful of meat and his mouth was full of oil. He was very happy.
Seeing this, the woman in gray stopped her beads and frowned slightly, with a look of disgust on her face.
But she didn't say anything, she just picked up the tea and took a sip.
The corners of Han Xiangbei's mouth twitched a few times.
He could hear what Ye Fan meant. He was just a grassroots person who was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, so it was not easy to play tricks.
"Be straightforward and cheerful, Ye Fan, I admire you very much."
Han Xiangbei gave Ye Fan a thumbs up: "The younger generation I know, some are in their 80s or not, and they are uniformly gentle and elegant."
"It's rare that you are as high-spirited as you are."
He leaned on his seat and sighed: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
Han Xiangbei's feelings towards Ye Fan are indeed complicated, with hatred and unwillingness, but also appreciation.
The hatred was that both he and Yang Manli were slapped by Ye Fan, and Ye Fan took away 10 billion with a hundred pills.
Unwillingly, he wanted to take revenge on Ye Fan, but he couldn't find a chance to do it. Instead, Han Ziqi was scorned by Ye Fan.
Appreciate it, Ye Fan saw the side effects of Chunxiao injection at a glance, and was able to develop the Dawn Pill accordingly.
Even the bug in Yang Manli's head was diagnosed by Ye Fan without the help of instruments.
So Han Xiangbei looked at Mark with emotion.
Jessica also frowned and looked at Mark. This was the third time she had dealt with Mark, but she still couldn't see the depth of Mark.
The woman in gray clothes snorted, with a clear hint of disdain.
However, Ye Fan let out a burst of hearty laughter, looked at Han Xiangbei and said:
"Mr. Han, thank you for your compliment. I feel honored to be able to change your opinion."
"But we are old acquaintances. If you have any questions, let's get straight to the point."
"If you invite me here today, it's definitely not just for steak."
Ye Fan had already guessed Han Xiangbei's intentions on the way here, but pretending to be crazy at this moment could increase his chips.
"That's right, I have something serious to see you for."
Han Xiangbei stopped talking in circles: "I heard that you easily diagnosed the parasite in Yang Manli's head?"
Ye Fan raised his eyelids: "Yes, I diagnosed it at a glance."
"Then can you treat me?"
Han Xiangbei's tone became more urgent: "Yang Manli said you said at that time that you had a way to get out the bugs?"
"able!"
Ye Fan responded without hesitation: "I can draw out the parasites in her brain without even opening her head."
"And I guarantee that I won't turn into a vegetative state."
There was confidence on his face.
The woman in gray sneered again when she heard this, not hiding her arrogant contempt for Mark.
"Really? Are you so confident?"
Han Xiangbei couldn't help but sit up straight: "How did you take out the bugs?"
"secret."
Ye Fan took another bite of steak:
"I can tell you that I can take it out, but I can't tell you how to treat it."
"After all, I still need to make a lot of money from it."
"But you can trust me. I can even discover and make up for Chunxiao's flaws. It's not difficult to take down this parasite."
His mercenary look not only did not disgust Han Xiangbei, but also made him believe that Mark had such ability.
He extorted 10 billion from himself and also stalked and beat Han Ziqi. Isn't that just a money-grubbing and lustful person?
Han Xiangbei regained his composure: "How much do you want to help Yang Manli take out the bug without any damage?"
He already has an amount in mind. As long as it is within 10 billion, he will immediately write a check to complete the transaction.
"Mr. Han, didn't I say that last time?"
Ye Fan raised his head and looked at Han Xiangbei: "I'm not short of money!"
"As long as Han Ziqi is happy, I don't need 10 billion!"
"So if you ask me how much it will cost to treat Yang Manli, I can tell you word for word that I won't treat her for any amount of money."
Ye Fan refused to seek treatment without hesitation: "In addition to offending me that day, she also hurt Han Ziqi."
He suddenly discovered that when he mentioned Han Ziqi, the woman in gray's eyes became sharper and she was even more hostile towards him.
"Ye Fan, harmony brings wealth!"
Han Xiangbei offered Ye Fan a glass of red wine: "It's better to dissolve enemies than to make knots."
"Although you have excellent medical skills and extraordinary skills, it is still not a wise move to fight Yang Manli."
"Even if you don't take me and the Han family seriously, the Yang family in Hengcheng is not someone you can offend."
"I can promise you that as long as you cure Yang Manli, I will not only give you 10 billion, but also the grievances between the two parties will be wiped out."
"I can even ask Yang Manli to thank you and apologize to Han Ziqi."
He tried hard to change Ye Fan's thoughts: "If you think it's not enough, you can slap me a few more times to vent your anger."
"I don't care at all whether the grudges have been wiped out, and I have never been afraid of your revenge."
Ye Fan wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue: "As for thanking and apologizing, Zi Qi and I don't care."
"Because I know you just have to bow your head instead of sincerely reflecting on your mistakes."
He made his attitude clear: "So these things are not enough for me to treat Yang Manli."
Han Xiangbei's face darkened: "Then what is it that makes you willing to treat Yang Manli?"
He was also considered a son of a wealthy family, and he had never begged for help in such a low manner, but Ye Fan refused to give him face again and again.
Han Xiangbei was very angry.
If he hadn't known that Ye Fan was having trouble, he would have had all of Ye Fan's teeth knocked out.
Seeing that Han Xiangbei was angry, Jessica and the bodyguards tensed up and reached for the firearms behind their waists.
After being taught many lessons by Ye Fan, their weapons were upgraded.
"Theoretically, I won't treat her."
Ye Fan picked up the wine glass and looked down at Han Xiangbei:
"But if you can welcome Ziqi's mother back to the Han family cemetery and let Ziqi serve as the CEO of Life Group..."
"I can treat Yang Manli without charging a penny!"
Ye Fan made his own conditions.
"Ye Fan!"
Han Xiangbei couldn't hold himself back, he slapped the table and shouted: "Don't toast and eat as a penalty!"
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan directly poured the red wine on the ground: "I'm sorry, I won't eat the toast, and I won't eat the fine wine..."
"boom--"
"presumptuous!"
This time, before Han Xiangbei could speak, the monk in gray clothes who had been silent slammed the table...
