125: Chapter 121 Zhao Shuaijiang 125: Chapter 121 Zhao Shuaijiang Zhou Shijie and Feng Yanyan left in disgrace, and many of the onlookers ca forward to get acquainted with Ye Fan, including so with status and achievents.
However, Ye Fan politely declined.
Even so, he still received seven or eight business cards.
Ye Fan didn’t want to make friends indiscriminately, and the onlookers, having their own pride, didn’t persist and soon dispersed.
When the crowd had almost cleared out, Ye Fan said to Bobo, “Bobo, let’s call it a day for now.”
Staying here any longer would surely an being watched like a monkey, which was uncomfortable.
“Okay, hee-hee,” Bobo laughed and nodded.
So, Ye Fan and Bobo picked up their chips to cash them in.
However, they had only taken a few steps when they were imdiately blocked by a handso young man.
“Hehe, Bobo,” the young man greeted Bobo with a smile.
Bobo imdiately smiled in surprise and said, “Hee-hee, Brother Jiang!”
Seeing that it was an acquaintance of Bobo’s, Ye Fan couldn’t help but take a careful look at the young man.
The young man was tall and well-dressed, wearing a Rolex on his left wrist, had handso features, and was around twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with a gentle smile.
A sweet-looking girl was snuggled up next to him.
The young man nodded with a smile and said, “Bobo, aren’t you going to introduce your friend to ?”
His gaze fell on Ye Fan.
“Hee-hee, this is my good friend, Ye Fan,” Bobo introduced with a girlish laugh, “and this is one of Hua Hai city’s new generation of Four Young Masters, Zhao Shuai Jiang.”
“Hello, it’s a pleasure to et you,” Zhao Shuai Jiang said to Ye Fan with a warm smile, offering his white and slender hand for a handshake.
Ye Fan extended his hand and shook Zhao Shuai Jiang’s briefly, saying, “Hello.”
“Here’s my business card,” Zhao Shuai Jiang handed Ye Fan a business card, “You’re Bobo’s good friend, which makes you my good friend, too.
I hope we can keep in touch and hang out when we have the ti.”
Ye Fan took the business card, had a good first impression of Zhao Shuai Jiang, and nodded, “Sure.”
He said, putting the business card into his pocket.
“Sorry, I don’t have a business card,” Ye Fan said.
Zhao Shuai Jiang smiled imdiately and said, “That’s alright.
Just give your mobile number so we can easily keep in touch later.”
“Okay,” Ye Fan said, repeating his mobile number.
Zhao Shuai Jiang took out his phone and recorded Ye Fan’s number.
After saving the number, Zhao Shuai Jiang remarked, “Ye Fan, your learning ability is truly astounding.
With your current skills, spend another ten days or so practicing, and you could definitely win a championship in an international snooker tournant.”
“Hehe, thank you for the complint,” Ye Fan replied with a light smile, not prideful in the least.
Playing billiards was just a trivial skill, and he didn’t take it to heart at all.
Seeing Ye Fan’s composure, Zhao Shuai Jiang was secretly surprised and wanted to get to know Ye Fan even more.
He then suggested, “There’s a leisure lounge on the third basent level.
How about we go down and sit for a bit?”
“No, thanks.
Bobo and I plan to leave,” Ye Fan shook his head.
“Alright then,” Zhao Shuai Jiang didn’t feel awkward and kept smiling as he said, “That’s a pity.
I’ll invite you out so other ti when you’re free.”
“That works,” Ye Fan casually replied.
After that, Zhao Shuai Jiang left with his companion, and Ye Fan and Bobo continued with their chips to cash them in.
There were a total of seven million in chips, three million of which Bobo had swiped out using a VIP gold card.
Ye Fan gave Bobo another million in chips.
“Ye bro, I don’t want it,” Bobo refused, “I didn’t do anything.
Besides, you even taught Feng Yanyan a lesson for .”
Ye Fan shook his head, “No, you should take this one million.
It was your initial investnt, and the whole thing started because of you.”
“Alright, I accept, thank you, Ye bro, hehe,” Bobo wasn’t fussy and accepted the chips graciously.
After cashing in the chips, Ye Fan’s three million chips, after a 9.5% discount, netted him two million eight hundred and fifty thousand.
Taking the elevator up to the underground parking lot, Bobo, with her jade-like hands, clung to one of Ye Fan’s arms, her spirits high and a bit overexcited.
“Tonight was just too aweso!
Ye bro, let’s go sing at karaoke,” she called out to Ye Fan.
Karaoke?
It was ten in the evening, not too late.
Ye Fan rembered Lu Xiaoman had once asked him to learn how to sing, and thought in order to integrate into modern social life, it might be necessary to go to a KTV and learn a few songs.
So, Ye Fan nodded, “Mm, let’s go sing karaoke for an hour or two.”
The Yonghui Club itself was located in a high-end entertainnt district in Hua Hai city, so there were quite a few upscale KTV nightclubs nearby.
Seven or eight minutes later, Ye Fan and Bobo opened a mini private room at a KTV nad Dark Night Dynasty.
When the food and drinks were served, Bobo closed the room’s door and then walked back towards Ye Fan with a charmingly enticing smile.
Ye Fan was focusing on the LCD screen that displayed the songs, morizing the lyrics and tunes.
Suddenly, his view was blocked, and then he felt soft warmth embrace him.
Coming back to his senses, Bobo had already straddled him, sitting on his lap face to face, her snow-white arms around his neck.
“Ye bro, how do you want to reward you?” Bobo whispered sweetly, her smile beguiling, her eyes filled with a suggestive glint, waiting for Ye Fan to make an “excessive” request.
Ye Fan slapped Bobo’s upturned rear with his hand and said with a light smile, “Get down, you’re blocking my view.
I’m learning to sing here.”
“Just say it,” Bobo called out coquettishly, even deliberately swaying her supple waist, grinding her hips a few tis against Ye Fan’s thighs.
Ye Fan chuckled calmly and said, “Give a kiss on the cheek.”
Saying so, he turned his face to let Bobo kiss him.
Unwilling to be satisfied with just that, Bobo asked, “Is that all?”
“Mm,” replied Ye Fan.
Bobo fell silent for a mont, her thoughts racing, and then suddenly she giggled, “Okay, hehe.”
Then, she leaned forward and kissed Ye Fan’s right cheek.
Ye Fan felt the wet softness on his right cheek and felt Bobo teasingly lick his cheek twice with her tender little tongue.
After five or six seconds, Bobo straightened her back and left Ye Fan’s embrace with a giggling smile.
Sitting close to Ye Fan on the couch, Bobo saw that he was only watching and listening, not picking up the microphone to sing.
“Ye bro, don’t tell you don’t even know how to sing ‘Little Apple’?” she asked in surprise.
Ye Fan nodded, “Indeed, I don’t.
I’m learning.
The lody of this song is very simple and catchy, and the lyrics are easy.
I should be able to learn it after listening a couple more tis.”
Pausing, he continued, “Oh, right, I basically don’t know any pop songs.
So, it might get a bit boring from here.”
“Ah!” Bobo exclaid in amazent, finding it incredibly unbelievable.
She suddenly rembered the last ti she went to KTV with Ye Fan and Qin ngyao, Ye Fan hadn’t sung either.
And, earlier at Yonghui Club, Ye Fan apparently had never played billiards or snooker before.
In this modern society, who doesn’t know how to hum a couple of pop songs?
And while billiards isn’t widespread, most people have played it more or less.
With that in mind, she asked Ye Fan with a strange expression, “Ye bro, did you ti travel here from ancient tis?”
(Uh, it’s past midnight already.
These days have been so hot that my brain is muddled, and my typing is super slow.
Please forgive .
Since it’s the Chinese Valentine’s Day, I wish everyone a happy Qixi Festival, and may all lovers end up together.)
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