97: C97 Lack of 50 Million

C97 Lack of 50 Million

"Uh..."

Ye Fan was speechless.

Did they plan everything for him?

Did she really want him to move there?

Ye Fan rolled his eyes and felt a little troubled.

"Fifty million is a bit expensive. I don't have that much money."

Lyi Xue said coldly, "Didn't I just give you sixty million? It was spent just like that?"

Why did this sound a little strange?

It sounded like a gigolo that was being raised in captivity.

"I didn't spend it all, but it's still not enough. I've recently invested in a company."

"What company?"

"A breeding company," said Wang Yao.

" Right now, the breeding industry is in a slump and there are frequent plagues. You'd better be careful. "

"Is that what you say? Curse me right away" Ye Fan said angrily.

"How much do you need? I'll pay for the rest."

I was waiting for you to say that.

Wouldn't it have been over if I had said so earlier?

"Mmm... Ye Fan stretched out five fingers."

"Five million?! No problem."

Ye Fan shook his head.

"It can't be fifty million, right?"

"That's right."

Lyi Xue glared at him.

"What's the difference between this and me giving you a set?"

"I have no choice. The money was spent too quickly."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you..."

Hearing her agree.

Ye Fan was still very happy.

But if Lyi Xue really wanted to spend money...

He really didn't feel comfortable living there.

"Haha, I was just joking with you."

"You..."

But Lyi Xue's beautiful eyes turned.

Her impression of Ye Fan had changed a little.

She had even promised to buy a house for Ye Fan.

He refused again.

How much courage was this?

He didn't expect this kid to have such a glib tongue, but he still had a sense of justice in his heart.

...

The two of them quarreled as they arrived at a shopping mall called Jiang City Global Harbor.

Ye Fan used to be a poor person.

His knowledge of various brands was extremely limited.

In his mind, Boy was an international brand, while Jack Jones was a popular brand.

Then...

Ye Fan appeared at a Jack Jones store.

Lyi Xue:... ""

"I asked you to choose a brand, but you chose Jack Jones? We are going to a cocktail party, not a roadside stall party."

"Are you that crazy? Jack Jones is in charge of a roadside stall party?" Ye Fan asked.

"Anyway, we can't buy it here."

"I'll buy it."

... "You..."

He did not care about Lyi Xue's obstruction.

Ye Fan started to stroll around.

There was no exquisite shopping guide as he had imagined, nor was there a quiet and elegant shopping environment.

There was only the noise of dozens of people choosing clothes together.

Lyi Xue was helpless.

She could only follow Ye Fan by the side.

While she was at it, she complained.

Ask him to give up.

Ye Fan casually picked up a white shirt and looked at it.

Lyi Xue lightly said, "This dress's craftsmanship is crude and the material is ordinary. It can be used as a rag, but wearing it on your body, you are not afraid of long rashes."

What a venomous tongue.

Just one sentence was enough to make the clothes of others worthless.

Fortunately, this was not domestic.

"Huh?"

Ye Fan ignored her.

He raised his head and saw a familiar figure.

As the saying goes, the road of the martial world is long, and we will never meet again.

The probability of meeting an acquaintance in such a big city was very low.

But there is another saying, 'Enemies meet on a narrow road.'

Ye Fan also did not expect to meet Yuanwu here.

He had even been slapped by Ye Fan earlier.

He could feel Ye Fan's gaze.

Yuanwu slowly looked over.

After that, a trace of resentment flashed across his eyes.

If it wasn't for Ye Fan.

He would never lose face in front of his classmates.

And he wouldn't have been unable to play with that bitch Zhuh Yuvyuv.

Zhuh Yuvyuv had once said that.

Ye Fan was a pauper.

Usually, he would even spend a lot of effort on his basic life.

This time, he had to properly ridicule Ye Fan.

Yuanwu's family was well-off, and he had a natural sense of superiority.

In his eyes, someone like Ye Fan was like a beggar.

The corner of his mouth lifted into a contemptuous smile.

He calculated in his heart that chasing him away was only the first level.

He was only at the fifth level, which caused him to be crestfallen - Killing Heart.

Yuanwu walked up to Ye Fan.

He spoke as if he was counting his family's treasures.

"Jack & AMP Jonas is a clothing brand that was founded in 1989."

"They have always been focusing on male clothing designs and trends, representing the meticulous taste of the city's elites in dressing up."

"It is a simplified version of the soul of the clothes, surpassing the boundaries of orthodox rules and urban inspirations."

"It is not only a clothing brand, but also a revolutionary product of traditional and classical styles."

Yuanwu looked at Ye Fan, minding his own business.

"If I am not wrong, your clothes should be fake from the roadside stall."

"You need taste to wear the clothes here," Yuanwu said.

"Brother, your temperament does not match with it. I advise you not to buy it."

"Buying it is also a waste of money, nothing more than a sensationalist."

Ye Fan looked at him calmly.

To tell the truth.

Yuanwu's words were a bit silly.

He didn't say anything.

He started nagging, his IQ was really high.

Furthermore, Ye Fan understood every word he said, but when combined together, he didn't quite understand.

It was a rather high-end feeling.

When he had no money, Ye Fan would definitely feel inferior because of sarcasm.

But now.

Ye Fan had no feelings at all.

He stood up silently, half a head taller than Yuanwu.

In addition, Ye Fan's appearance was already very attractive to begin with.

In comparison.

Ye Fan's temperament was like that of a prince of the royal family.

That kind of nobility was above everyone else.

His taste was not decided by his clothes.

It was led by him.

Yuanwu was like a clown, making people feel that it was funny.

Summer Bug could not speak ice.

Ye Fan shook his head. He really could not be bothered with him.

At this moment.

Yuanwu was shocked by Ye Fan's imposing manner.

It was a strong sense of inferiority.

It was coming from the inside.

It was like a basketball rookie facing the best player in the NBA.

There was no fighting spirit or fighting spirit.

There was only weakness and inferiority.

Yuanwu rubbed his eyes and looked at Ye Fan, who was testing his clothes, in disbelief.

He was a poor bastard.

I am ten thousand times stronger than him.

How can there be fear?

It must be an illusion, yes, an illusion.

Yuanwu's gentlemanly appearance completely disappeared.

His expression became extremely unnatural, and even somewhat sinister.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

"You can't afford the clothes here, nor can you afford to wear them. Get out."

The word 'exasperated' was the best description for Yuanwu.

Ye Fan smiled.

He had tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions in his card.

To him, the price of clothes was just a string of meaningless numbers.

How could he not be able to afford it?

What a joke.

Helpless.

Some people were just that cheap.

I'll slap you with my face.

If I don't hit you now, it'll be too much.

Ye Fan was just about to counterattack.

Lyi Xue suddenly stood up.

"Your friend?"

Ye Fan shook his head.

"No, he's just a fool. He was even slapped by me in the past."

"If that's the case, he's just a piece of trash."

"No wonder he bought a random brand like Jack Jones, and he even bought a sense of superiority. It's not his fault that I've never seen a good one before." Lyi Xue said with a wink.1

Yuanwu frowned slightly.

"Hmph, even if it's just a random brand, it's not something that someone can afford."

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