Chapter 18 This is too shameful!

Guan Mingze looked up at Ye Fan who asked him questions, and the answer at this time was neither no answer nor no answer.

He could only slap himself a few times and apologize to Mark:

"Mr. Ye, what I said just now are all nonsense! I was the most confused at the moment and said those nonsense! I apologize to you! Mr. Ye, please don't take it seriously!"

"Brother Mingze, look what you said! Everyone here knows that the most important thing in social interactions between people is integrity! That must be done!"

Ye Fan gave a sneer and said: "It's just this person, Brother Mingze, whose leg do you think is more suitable to take off?"

Guan Mingze instantly understood the meaning of Ye Fan's words, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

He wanted to beg for mercy again, but when he raised his head, he met Mark's eyes that clearly meant nothing.

"Unload...unload my...my legs..." Guan Mingze tremblingly declared the fate he deserved.

Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Aaron was still confused, "Really, boss!? Are you going to be so cruel to yourself?"

"Damn you idiot! Why don't you... please do it and give me a good time!!!"

Guan Mingze gritted his teeth and vented all his anger on his mindless subordinates.

Aaron and the others could only obey Guan Mingze's instructions, and went up to punch and kick him.

Then several people worked together to hit Guan Mingze's thigh severely.

"Ahhh!"

The entire scene was filled with Guan Mingze's pitiful screams, and the lingering sound could linger for three days.

After the matter was resolved, Zhou Qiwen apologized profusely to Ye Fan, and Ye Fan took Song Zhirou and left directly.

All the owners who wanted to give Ye Fan their business cards were rejected by him without exception.

For Ye Fan, these insensitive and powerful people here tonight are not worthy of knowing him at all.

The only gain from coming here tonight is that Song Zhirou was not harmed.

As for making friends, Ye Fan obviously realized that those who were qualified to meet and cooperate with him in the future would only be people who were ten times higher than the Muggles present.

......

Ye Fan pulled Song Zhirou and walked quickly away from Baiye Building.

However, because Song Zhirou was wearing stilettos for work tonight, she accidentally sprained her foot after taking a few more steps.

Song Zhirou wanted to pretend that nothing was wrong and continue walking, but the next second she was grabbed by Mark and picked up.

"Senior brother, I...I can walk by myself..."

The posture of the two of them now is that of Ye Fan himself and the princess holding Song Zhirou, and the whole atmosphere is extremely ambiguous.

Song Zhirou's fair face quickly turned red.

Ye Fan ignored her little protest, carried her directly to a nearby park, and placed her firmly on a bench by the roadside.

After going to a nearby drugstore to buy some ice packs and Chinese medicine patches, Ye Fan squatted and held Song Zhirou's injured foot, preparing to treat her.

Song Zhirou exclaimed and tried to retract her feet.

She wants her senior brother to touch her feet with his own hands and treat her wounds...

This... this is too shameful!

"Senior Brother Ye, I can just do it myself..."

"Obey, don't move."

Ye Fan directly pulled Song Zhirou's smooth and slender ankle back and used an ice pack to apply ice to her swollen wound.

After listening to Ye Fan's order, Song Zhirou just sat obediently like a robot and didn't dare to move.

But when she saw Ye Fan frowning unconsciously, she subconsciously pressed it gently with her fingers.

Mark couldn't help but smile, "What are you doing?"

"Seeing that you don't seem too happy, Senior Brother Ye, I just wanted to smoothen your frown..."

Ye Fan was so cute by Song Zhirou's explanation that his smile became even wider.

However, he also realized that he was indeed more angry than usual tonight.

Especially when he saw Song Zhirou's helpless and pitiful look in the inner hall, he felt even more distressed and angry.

Ye Fan thought, maybe beautiful girls are more likely to make people feel distressed!

"By the way, why are you here tonight? Jin Taiyuan is not alive today?"

"Actually, it's like this. Ever since you promoted me to hotel supervisor, Senior Brother, Manager Fan has treated me very favorably, so I don't work as many hours at Jin Taiyuan every day as before."

"So I wanted to take advantage of the extra time and do some part-time work. After all, I can earn thousands of dollars a night by working as an etiquette at a high-end venue like this~"

Song Zhirou explained somewhat stupidly.

After Ye Fan heard this, he immediately clicked his tongue at Fan Hua in his heart.

I praised him for being smart last time, but now this guy is working in the wrong direction!

Ye Fan just wanted him to keep Song Zhirou in the store longer, but now it's better, he pushed her out!

"You do so much work because you are short of money?" Ye Fan asked.

Hearing Mark's question, Song Zhirou bit her lip, and after a long time she hummed in a small voice.

"You can borrow it from me. This is what I have the most now." Ye Fan said naturally.

After all, he wasn't bragging, he really had a lot of money!

"No, no, no, this is absolutely not possible! My parents have taught me since I was a child that I must be a self-reliant person."

"What's more...Senior Brother Ye, you have helped me a lot before..."

If it weren't for the kind-hearted senior brother in front of her, how could she suddenly become Jin Taiyuan's hotel manager and earn a salary so much higher than before?

Ye Fan suddenly knew where this sense of closeness with Song Zhirou came from.

She is really similar to her former self who was struggling in life.

Because he had the same feelings about this situation, Ye Fan felt a little sorry for Song Zhirou at this moment.

"Then don't do this kind of part-time job again, otherwise I, as the boss, will deduct your salary."

In order to prevent Song Zhirou from encountering this situation again tonight, Ye Fan deliberately warned fiercely.

"Yeah, I definitely don't dare anymore...Senior Brother Ye, I know I was wrong...You, please don't deduct my salary, okay..."

Song Zhirou pinched Ye Fan's sleeve pitifully to admit her mistake.

As soon as Ye Fan looked up, he saw Song Zhirou coquettishly coquettishly coquettishly with him with her incredibly beautiful face.

Ah, the critical blow from the beauty!

Ye Fan's breathing was stagnant, and he felt that his meridians were getting hot.

"Ahem...Okay, then you should work hard from now on. Don't think about these part-time jobs. Especially don't go to a complicated place like that. Do you understand?"

Song Zhirou nodded obediently like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ye Fan had already thought about it. When he got back, he would ask Fan Hua to arrange some work for her, and then quietly increase her salary.

After the ice compress was almost done, Ye Fancai covered the swelling with a traditional Chinese medicine patch for relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious. After 48 hours, you can apply some heat on your own and it should be fine soon."

"Yeah, thank you, senior brother."

The two returned to school. Ye Fan sent Song Zhirou to the dormitory and was about to go back when he was stopped by her again.

"By the way, senior brother, I've washed the coat you borrowed from me last time. I'll go up and get it and give it back to you now!"

After saying that, Song Zhirou went upstairs.

When she came down again, Song Zhirou had already changed into her own clothes.

It is an old sweatshirt that has been washed many times and has faded a bit. There are still a few traces of stitching on it.

Ye Fan took the coat and said, "Save your time on the weekend and I will take you out to buy clothes."

Song Zhirou was still about to refuse, but she saw that Mark had turned his back to her and waved his hands and walked away.

She didn't know why, but a little expectation suddenly emerged in her heart...