The God of War Husband of the Female CEO

"Tell me, I'm out there alone!"

Ye Fan snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand on the trunk of a tree, and lightly flicked it towards a garbage can 50 meters away.

The cigarette butt drew a beautiful arc and flew into the trash can without any mistakes.

"It's like this. My subordinates found out that the reason why the sister-in-law company is about to close down has a lot to do with Qin Feng, the eldest son of the Qin Group."

"This kid has always liked his sister-in-law in his heart. He insisted on letting her be his woman. If her sister-in-law refused to agree to him, he would use means to bring down his sister-in-law's company step by step."

"According to him, when my sister-in-law can't bear it, she will definitely borrow money from him, and then he can do whatever he wants."

"But I didn't expect my sister-in-law to look weak, but she was tougher than anyone else in her bones. She just refused to borrow money from him. This gave the bald vice president an opportunity."

Having said that, Lin Chen lowered his voice, "Brother, do you want me to hit Qin Feng?"

Ye Fan smiled lightly, "No need!"

When Lin Chen heard that Ye Fan didn't need his help, he made the best of the next best thing and said, "Brother, why don't you have a meal with me? After all, this bit of face should be given, right? Let's say goodbye for five years, brother, I really I really want to toast you!"

Of course Ye Fan understood his mood, and hummed, "Okay, tell me the address, and I'll go there now."

Hearing that Ye Fan agreed, Lin Chen was as happy as a child, and quickly reported the name of a hotel.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan checked the hotel he had agreed with Lin Chen, and found that it was not far away, so he didn't call a car, but walked away.

When he walked to the street, he saw a bald man repairing a car in a small alley.

A semi-old [-]th wheel came into Ye Fan's eyes.

Seeing this car, he suddenly remembered the old director of the orphanage when he was a child.

It is said to be an orphanage, but in fact it was a widowed old man at the beginning, who adopted several children with his pension.Later, more and more children were sent, and the local government allocated some money to set up a decent orphanage.

In my impression, the old dean always rode his worn-out [-]-bar, with a big front door in his mouth, and went to the street to buy delicious food for the children.

The old dean is kind, and he is reluctant to spend a penny of his pension, all of which is spent on the children.

The old headmaster is also strict. Usually when he teaches the children martial arts, whoever dares to be lazy, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, he will beat them all.

The so-called strict teachers lead to excellent apprentices, Ye Fan has developed excellent skills under the stick of the old dean.It wasn't until the old dean became seriously ill that he knew the real identity of the old dean.

More than ten years have passed in a flash of time, although Ye Fan has experienced countless life and death.But the figure of the old dean is still alive in his mind.

So when he first saw the [-]-wheeler in front of the stall of the bald man, his eyes couldn't help getting moist.

He raised his head and took a long breath, calmed down his excitement, and strode over.Smiling to the uncle who was repairing the tire, "Master, I'm busy!"

As soon as the uncle looked up, seeing if he knew him or not, and seeing that Ye Fan was wearing very ordinary clothes, he said two words indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Ye Fan pointed directly at the [-] big bar, "Master, I've fallen in love with this car, can you part with it?"

The uncle was taken aback, put down the work in his hand, stood up slowly, and looked Ye Fan up and down carefully.

There was no concealment of the deep disdain in his eyes, and he said with a blunt smile, "Young man, you are not kidding me, are you? In today's society, how can there be young people riding this kind of bike?"

"However, if you really want it, it's not impossible. But don't think that this kind of car is cheap. To tell you the truth, this car is a product of the last century, an antique, and the quality is good!"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Master, just say a price, if it's suitable, I'll take it."

The uncle stopped talking nonsense, and stretched out two fingers, "One price, 200 yuan!"

Ye Fan was stunned, "What the hell? You asked me for 200 yuan for a dilapidated old tank? Uncle, you are too good at asking for the price."

The uncle was not in a hurry, and pointed at the old tank, "Although this bicycle is always a bit old, the quality should not be too good!"

"You see it's still shiny after years. Going to and from get off work, walking around the streets."

"You have a top stereo, I have a chrome bell. You have a hydraulic shock absorber, and I have a [-] bar!"

"Tianwang Gaihu, steel wire with wheels. 28-inch super large polished wheels, full of luxury!"

"One-speed transmission, easy acceleration, burning calories, better than VVT."

Speaking of this, he also took out a pack of Double Happiness from his pocket, "Come on, ride on it, how can you not have a cigarette from 82!"

"Ahem!" Ye Fan was shocked by the bald man.

"Master, you were in sales when you were young, right? Your eloquence is a little too strong. But sir, there was no Double Happiness back then, but Daqianmen. Only Daqianmen can be worthy of Lao Yongjiu."

Speaking of this, he took out his big front door without filters and cost three yuan a pack from his pocket.

I took one by myself, and when I wanted to give it to the old man, the old man waved his hand with disdain on his face, "No, young man, you're already messing around with the big front door, and I don't want you any more, sir. Forget it, you just Give 150 yuan!"

Ye Fan thanked again and again, and took out a Red Bull and a few crumpled tickets.Counting for a long time with a distressed face.That's all it takes to get 150 bucks.

The uncle just shook his head, and after receiving the money, he ignored Ye Fan and squatted down to continue repairing his car.

With the big front door in his mouth, Ye Fan stepped onto the old tank and happily rode forward.

It didn't matter what he rode, and he immediately became a despised landscape on the street.

Along the way, no matter if they were driving an electric car, a private car, or taking a bus, they all looked at him with disdain.There are also many women who point and point at him.

Ye Fan didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and soon came to the agreed hotel.

"Hey, then who! Who told you to park the broken bicycle here? Hurry up and drag it to another place!"

At the parking lot of the hotel, a small security guard yelled at Ye Fan in a loud voice.There was no concealment in his eyes, full of contempt.

Ye Fan was stunned, "Why can't you park here? Isn't this place specially for non-motorized vehicles? Well, there are several battery cars parked here?"

The little security guard looked impatient, "Nonsense, you said it yourself, it's an electric bike. Let's see what kind of bike you're riding?"

"Oh my god, these [-] bars are about the same age as my grandpa?"

"We are a five-star hotel here. If you park a dilapidated old tank here, isn't that embarrassing our hotel and affecting our business?"

"Besides, we provide a temporary parking place for dinner guests. It's not for passers-by to park casually, so hurry up and tow it away for me!"