The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 770
Chapter 770 Presumptuous
It was twelve o'clock at noon that day, and it was still a Friday restaurant.

When Ye Fan walked in, he found that the restaurant was reserved by Han Xiangbei again.

In the empty hall, there were only guests at Han Xiangbei's table.

Yes, a table.

Besides Han Xiangbei, there was also a gray-clothed monk on the table.

She looks 60 years old, thin and thin, with a straight line of eyebrows, an indifferent expression, exuding sandalwood, and has an outstanding temperament.

While she was chanting, she twirled the prayer beads, as if she was an expert in the world.

Ye Fan glanced at her, not knowing who she was Han Xiangbei, but he didn't raise his eyelids when he saw her, and he didn't bother to pay attention.

He nodded to Han Xiangbei: "Mr. Han, hello!"

Compared with the arrogance he met last time, Han Xiangbei is much more humble and enthusiastic this time.

Not only did he set up a table of sumptuous delicacies, but he also personally greeted Ye Fan with a bright smile on his face:

"Master Ye, welcome, welcome, we meet again."

"Come on, sit down, get some fresh puffer fish, New Zealand steak and caviar, have a taste and see if it suits your taste."

"If you don't like it, just ask, as long as the chef can do it, I'll ask him to make a few for you."

He even opened a chair for Ye Fan himself, 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 didn't even look at Ye Fan, and continued to turn the beads in her hand.

Ye Fan didn't care, shook hands with Han Xiangbei and said with a smile:
"Mr. Han, you're being polite. You can do whatever you want. I'll eat whatever you serve."

"Besides, I'm a poor boy. Being able to eat steak and caviar is already a blessing in my previous life. How can I have the right to dislike him?"

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, which was very satisfying.

Seeing this, the woman in gray stopped the prayer beads, frowned slightly, with a look of disgust on her face.

But she didn't say anything, just picked up the tea and took a sip.

The corner of Han Xiangbei's mouth twitched a few times.

He could hear Ye Fan's meaning, he was just a grassroots, barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, so it was not easy to play tricks.

"Be straightforward and cheerful, Ye Fan, I appreciate you very much."

Han Xiangbei gave Ye Fan a thumbs up: "The younger generation I know, there are eighty if not one hundred, and they are all gentle and elegant."

"It's rare to have such a high-spirited posture like yours."

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 complex, including hatred, unwillingness, but also appreciation.

The hatred is that both he and Yang Manli were slapped by Ye Fan, and Ye Fan knocked away 100 billion with a hundred pills.

Unreconciled, it was because he wanted to take revenge on Ye Fan, but he couldn't find a chance to use the phone. Instead, Han Ziqi was underestimated by Ye Fan.

Appreciation, it is Ye Fan who can see the side effects of Chunxiao needle water at a glance, and can also develop the dawn pills in a targeted manner.

Even the bugs in Yang Manli's head were diagnosed by Ye Fan without using any equipment.

So Han Xiangbei looked at Ye Fan with emotion.

Jessica also frowned at Ye Fan. It was the third time she had dealt with Ye Fan, but she still couldn't tell how deep Ye Fan was.

The woman in gray snorted, with a clear hint of disdain.

Instead, Ye Fan let out a hearty laugh, looked at Han Xiangbei generously and said:
"Mr. Han, thank you for your compliment. I feel very honored to be able to change your opinion."

"But we are old acquaintances, let's get straight to the point if we have anything to do."

"You invited me here today, you definitely didn't just eat steak."

Ye Fan had already guessed Han Xiangbei's intentions on the way here, but at this moment, pretending to be crazy can increase his bargaining chips.

"That's right, I have business to see you."

Han Xiangbei stopped playing around 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 it?"

Han Xiangbei's tone became more urgent: "Yang Manli said you said at the time that you have a way to get the bugs out?"

"can!"

Ye Fan responded without hesitation: "I don't even need to open her head to lure out the parasites in her brain."

"And I promise not to turn into a vegetable."

He has confidence on his face.

The woman in gray sneered again when she heard the words, making no secret of her contempt for Ye Fan's arrogance.

"Really? Are you so confident?"

Han Xiangbei couldn't help sitting up straight: "How do you get the bug out?"

"secret."

Ye Fan took another bite of the steak:
"I can tell you that I can take it out, but I can't tell you how to treat it."

"After all, I'm going to make a lot of money from it."

"But you can trust me. I can even find 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 made him believe that Ye Fan had this ability.

To extort 100 billion from himself, and to stalk Han Ziqi to death, isn't that a money-grubbing and lustful person?

Han Xiangbei regained his composure: "How much do you want to help Yang Manli take out the worm without any damage?"

He already has an amount in mind, as long as it is less than 100 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 100 billion!"

"So if you ask me how much it costs to cure Yang Manli, I can tell you word by word, I won't treat her for any amount."

Ye Fan refused the treatment without hesitation: "In addition to offending me that day, she also hurt Han Ziqi."

He suddenly found that when talking about Han Ziqi, the gray-clothed woman's eyes became sharper, and she became more hostile towards him.

"Ye Fan, peace makes money!"

Han Xiangbei offered Ye Fan a glass of red wine: "Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted."

"Although you have excellent medical skills and extraordinary skills, it is still not wise to beat Yang Manli to death."

"Even if you don't take me and the Han family seriously, the Yang family in Hengcheng is not something you can offend."

"I can promise you that as long as you cure Yang Manli, I will not only give you 100 billion, but also cancel the grievances between the two parties."

"I can even ask Yang Manli to thank you well, and then apologize to Han Ziqi."

He tried his best to reverse Ye Fan's thoughts: "If you think it's not enough, you can slap me a few more times to vent your anger."

"Whether the grievances are written off or not, I don't care at all, and I have never been afraid of your revenge."

Ye Fan wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue: "As for thanking and apologizing, Ziqi and I don't care."

"Because I know that you just have to bow your head, instead of sincerely reflecting on your mistakes."

He stated his attitude: "So these things are not enough for me to heal Yang Manli."

Han Xiangbei's face darkened: "Then what is it that you are willing to treat Yang Manli?"

He can also be regarded as a son of a wealthy family, and he has never begged for help in such a low-key manner, but Ye Fan never gave face again and again.

Han Xiangbei was very angry.

If he hadn't known that Ye Fan was capable, he would have had all of Ye Fan's teeth knocked out.

Seeing that Han Xiangbei was angry, Jessica and a group of bodyguards tensed up and reached for the guns behind their waists.

After being repeatedly taught by Ye Fan, their weapons were all upgraded.

"Theoretically, I won't treat her."

Ye Fan raised his wine glass and looked down at Han Xiangbei:
"However, if you can welcome Ziqi's mother back to the Han family's cemetery, and make Ziqi the CEO of Life Group..."

"I can treat Yang Manli without charging a penny!"

Ye Fan set out his own conditions.

"Evan!"

Han Xiangbei couldn't hold back any longer, he slapped the table and shouted, "Don't toast, don't eat fine wine!"

"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 gray-clothed monk who had been silent all this time slammed the table...

(End of this chapter)