Lv Youwen touched up her makeup with a mirror and sighed, "Of course, Young Master Shu promised me that he would only give me twenty thousand a month, but he's willing to give Zhuo Bufan a hundred thousand. He should be happy."
"You two, stop gossiping here." Chou Jinse frowned.
Cao Baichuan and Kong Jianbo didn't say anything, but they looked at Zhuo Bufan with disdain. Did a poor guy with no background really want to collect the debt?
Fatso and Chen Junyang saw that Zhuo Bufan didn't say anything along the way, so they thought that he was depressed about the money. Chen Junyang comforted him,
"Zhuo Bufan, forget it. This kind of person is a scoundrel. Don't worry about it."
"Reneging on a debt after losing money, and you call yourself a rich man? Pfft." Fatso cursed in a low voice.
At this time, Zhuo Bufan suddenly raised his head, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a strange smile, "Oh? I'm fine. Do I want the Shu family to disappear completely, or do I want to give them another chance? "
His voice wasn't loud, but Cao Baichuan heard it. He couldn't help but frown. His tone was quite arrogant.
"You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Even now, you still want to save your face." Kong Jianbo shook his head in disdain.
Fatso and Chen Junyang looked at each other and sighed at the same time. They treated Zhuo Bufan's words as angry words. Anyone would be angry if they lost a few million yuan for no reason.
When they arrived at the inner hall, Shu Yuanyang walked in quickly with two bodyguards. He greeted respectfully, "Dad, Grandpa, Boss Ye."
Shu Yuanyang admired Boss Ye who came from Zhongzhou. He was a few years younger than him, but he was the leader of a third-order family. He came alone to discuss a project worth over a hundred million yuan. He was not inferior to Qin Yecang, and even his grandpa accompanied him.
Boss Ye suddenly walked towards him with a smile. Shu Yuanyang was overjoyed. Could it be that the conversation yesterday left a good impression on him? If so, his status in the family would increase.
"Boss Ye, nice to meet you …" Shu Yuanyang extended his hand.
But Boss Ye brushed past him and strode towards the back. "Xiao Fan, why are you here?"
Ye Xuan was overjoyed. Zhuo Bufan was also surprised. She didn't expect to meet Ye Xuan here.
Shu Yuanyang's face turned green and red. He retracted his hand in the air. It was awkward to leave it there. Boss Ye actually ignored him and seemed to be very familiar with Zhuo Bufan. Shu Yuanyang's heart shrank as if it had fallen into ice water.
"I came out to play with my classmates. What are you doing here?" Zhuo Bufan asked curiously. They hadn't seen each other for a long time since they parted ways in Zhongzhou. Ye Xuan applied for a business school in Zhongzhou and got a diploma with a fake name.
Ye Xuan touched his nose and said with a smile, "It's for the production of scar cream. The Shu family has a ready-made factory. We can save a lot of money."
After saying that, Ye Xuan suddenly saw the scar on Zhuo Bufan's face. She asked in surprise, "Xiao Fan, how did you get the scar on your face?"
"It's an accident. It'll heal after a while." Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly. The scar was just a small problem. As long as the Golden Skin was trained to the third level, all the cell scars on the body would heal completely.
Thinking of the miraculous effect of Zhuo Bufan's treatment of the scar on her little sister's face in Zhongzhou, Ye Xuan didn't take it to heart. She nodded to Fatso and Chen Junyang who were closer to Zhuo Bufan.
Qiu Jinse suddenly stood in front of them and said with a sweet smile, "Oh, Zhuo Bufan, why don't you introduce your friend to us?"
Before Zhuo Bufan could say anything, Ye Xuan punched Zhuo Bufan's shoulder and gave her a strange look. She smiled and said, "I'm Ye Xuan, Zhuo Bufan's high school classmate. We're also good friends."
"Qiu Jinse, Zhuo Bufan's high school classmate. Please take care of me." Qiu Jinse winked mischievously.
Ye Xuan said in a low voice with jealousy, "Great, Xiao Fan has already gotten a campus belle as soon as he entered university. She's not any worse than Chen Qingai. You should get over your previous relationship as soon as possible."
Zhuo Bufan revealed a bitter smile. Now was not the time to explain.
Cao Baichuan and Kong Jianbo were stunned. Zhuo Bufan's high school classmate was actually so amazing?
Yu Qingqing and Lv Youwen's expressions changed as well. They had a bad feeling about this.
"So it's Chairman Ye's good friend. Please have a seat." Shu Zemin stood up and gestured with a smile.
Zhuo Bufan did not waste any time. He walked over to a chair and sat down. Suddenly, he looked at Shu Yuanyang who was stunned and said, "Young Master Ye, I don't think there's a need to cooperate with the Shu family anymore."
Her words shocked everyone. Shu Zemin and the core members of the Shu family immediately tensed their backs.
Shu Yuanyang could feel his fingers turning cold and his forehead breaking out in cold sweat. This cooperation involved at least 100 million yuan. For those top family enterprises in Xuzhou, 100 million was just a small target. However, for the Shu family, it was equivalent to half of the family's assets. It was an important factor in whether or not the Shu family could advance into a Tier 3 family.
Even his grandfather, who had retired behind the scenes, came out to accompany them. With the core members of the Shu family gathered here, one could imagine the importance of this cooperation.
Shu Zemin frowned and said, "Young friend, I wonder if you have any dissatisfaction with our Shu family? You can tell us."
From his point of view, even if Zhuo Bufan and Ye Xuan were classmates, this cooperation involved a business worth hundreds of millions. How could it be affected by an ordinary classmate?
"Young Master Shu lost 9 million yuan to me at Grand View Garden yesterday, but you're giving me 100 thousand today. Are you trying to send a beggar away?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly, but his body exuded a sharp aura.
Everyone seemed to feel a great pressure. This kind of aura could only be felt by those big shots. How could Zhuo Bufan have such a great aura? Could it be that he was some big shot?
Cao Baichuan felt uneasy.
"Yuanyang, is this young friend speaking the truth?" Shu Zemin glared at his son.
Shu Yuanyang stammered, but in the end, he nodded and said, "Dad, I … lost to him by accident. His luck was too good yesterday."
9 million yuan versus 100 million yuan a year, it was clear which was more important. Shu Zemin could not be bothered to teach his son a lesson. He cupped his hands and said, "Young friend, since my son lost 9 million to you, I'll have someone bring the money over immediately."
Just as he was about to arrange for a servant to bring the money, Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said, "If it was him who gave me 9 million, it wouldn't be too much. But now, I want 100 million."
As soon as he said this, everyone present sucked in a breath of cold air.
A middle-aged man on the left frowned and said, "Young friend, you're talking big. You want 100 million at every turn?"
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