The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

When Ye Zhibing walked out of the box and was walking downstairs to the hall, he happened to meet Mr. Lan at the door of another box not far away by himself.

Mr. Lan also saw Ye Zhibing at a glance, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you ask the security to stop this guy? How did this happen?"

He thought Ye Zhibing couldn't hear him in such a low voice.

But Ye Zhibing's ears have already undergone special training, and with the observation of Mr. Lan's lip movements, he has already figured out what Mr. Lan is talking about.

So Ye Zhibing took a few steps forward, blocked Mr. Lan's way, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I disappointed Mr. Lan, but I still come here for dinner."

Mr. Lan hated Ye Zhibing so much, he suffered a few times at his hands, and now even his younger sister Lan Qi was messed up by this guy and disappeared without a trace.

"Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way."

Mr. Lan said coldly.

After hearing this, Ye Zhibing laughed, stretched out his hand and slapped his hands a few times, "Mr. Lan said well, then you should get out of the way."

"you……"

Mr. Lan's original intention was to scold Ye Zhibing, but after Ye Zhibing's few words, he became a "bad dog" blocking the way, and choked all of a sudden.

The current situation is that if Mr. Lan gets out of the way, he will slap himself and admit that he is a "bad dog";
Only by forcing Ye Zhibing out of the way can he prove that what he said is right, that Ye Zhibing is "that bad dog".

Ye Zhibing stared at Mr. Lan with a smile, to see if he would let him go or not.

Mr. Lan took this bet and glared at Ye Zhibing, they just wanted to persevere and never let go.

At this time, a few passing guests saw two big men staring at me and I staring at you without saying a word. They thought it was really strange, so they came to watch.

"What's the matter with you?"

A guest couldn't help being curious and asked the two of them.

Ye Zhibing smiled and replied: "Because I met a vicious dog while I was walking, blocking my way. Think about it, how can such a handsome, handsome guy like me give way to a vicious dog? Are you right?"

Mr. Lan saw that Ye Zhibing was the first to file a complaint, so he couldn't help but argue: "He's the vicious dog, and he's the one who will be my son."

After listening for a while, the guest roughly understood what was going on. It turned out that the two opponents refused to give way to each other. Neither of them could lose face, so they had to confront each other like this.

In fact, the aisle was wide enough for five or six people to walk side by side without any problem, but Ye Zhibing and Mr. Lan just wanted to make such a sigh of relief, and they did not hesitate to let everyone watch.

Everyone spread the word to ten, ten to a hundred, and after a while, no less than a hundred guests came to watch the fun.

Some even started a bet.

"Hey, I said the one on the left gave way first."

"I said the one on the right gave way first, and if you don't believe me, bet 100 yuan."

"Hey, what's the point of 100 yuan, at least a thousand."

"Okay, a thousand is a thousand."

"Hey, I'm with one too, and I also bet on the one on the right, five hundred."

"Okay, I'll make a note. If the one on the left gives way first, you can give me five hundred."

……

Everyone talked a lot, and the manager and service staff of the restaurant came to persuade Mr. Lan.

But Mr. Lan just refused, and said angrily: "Don't worry about it, I have to win today, if this kid doesn't let me go, I will be wasted today."

The manager was a crew cut, so he turned around and persuaded Ye Zhibing: "Sir, just step aside, this is Mr. Lan."

Ye Zhibing didn't take it seriously: "Mr. Lan, what's the matter with Mr. Lan? One more leg or one more eye than me?"

The manager of the restaurant already knew about Ye Zhibing beating up the captain of the security guard. He didn't dare to provoke Ye Zhibing, so he retreated to Mr. Lan's side.

When the people around heard the words "Mr. Lan", their eyes widened.

It turns out that the famous Mr. Lan looks like this.

Hey, is the young man opposite Mr. Lan getting impatient? He is bothering Mr. Lan?

The person who bet that Mr. Lan would let him quickly stated: "Oh, I'm sorry, I just meant that the person on the right won't let me go."

People are not happy, the money they get is gone, who will do it?
"What you said just now is that the one on the left won't give way. I'm not old yet. Don't think I'm deaf, huh."

Ye Zhibing felt complacent under the eyes of everyone, he took out the cigarette case and lighter, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

After taking a puff of the cigarette, Ye Zhibing blew a smoke ring onto Mr. Lan's face.

Mr. Lan coughed several times due to the smoke sprayed by Ye Zhibing, but he still insisted on not giving in.

Ye Zhibing is happy, I'll see how long you can hold on.

Then, the smoke rings sprayed onto Mr. Lan's face one after another.

Mr. Lan couldn't bear it any longer, and called the restaurant manager: "Quick, do you have any gas masks here?"

The manager of the restaurant thought for a moment, "Mr. Lan, yes, we have a gas maintenance worker there."

"Cough...cough, bring it to me quickly, I want to wear it."

The manager hurriedly ran to get the mask, and Mr. Lan held on in front of Ye Zhibing until the manager returned.

Mr. Lan put on the mask, so he would not be afraid of Ye Zhibing's smoke and fire, and he would have more confidence to confront Ye Zhibing, of course, the premise is that Ye Zhibing doesn't do anything.

With so many people watching, Mr. Lan thought that Ye Zhibing wouldn't be shameless enough to fight, right?
The two confronted each other for a while, and the people around made bets, generally betting that Ye Zhibing would lose, and they obediently made way for Mr. Lan.

Unconvinced, Ye Zhibing turned to those people and said, "Can I take a gamble?"

People just look down on him, if he is willing to give money to others, he will naturally refuse to come, "Yes."

Ye Zhibing said loudly: "Okay, I bet that I win, how much you bet, and if I lose, I will pay you double."

Everyone is crazy, this is giving money, everyone come and grab it.

His opponent is Mr. Lan, how could he win?

People took out cash and handed it to Ye Zhibing: "I bet one thousand."

"This is my five thousand, do you dare to accept it?"

Ye Zhibing didn't care, grabbed the money, "Dare."

After a commotion, Ye Zhibing was holding a large amount of cash in his hand, more than [-] to [-] by visual estimation.

Someone enthusiastically registered everyone one by one, and when they found Ye Zhibing, they would double return.

After the matter was done, everyone started counting down to see how long it would take for Ye Zhibing to lose.

Unfortunately, the phone in Ye Zhibing's hand rang.

Ye Zhibing put the money in his pocket and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Ye Zhibing, where did you die?"

It was Xiao Weiwei's call, and Ye Zhibing was scolded bloody as soon as he opened his mouth.

Everyone guessed that it must be the call from the young man's wife, why don't they leave now?

Mr. Lan is also proud, let's see if you, Ye Zhibing, will give in.