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The group instantly erupted into cheers.    

They could watch cars for free and even eat for free.    

This was simply the happiest thing.    

Of course, most people were still indifferent when they saw this.    

Not everyone liked to take advantage of others.    

However, there was no lack of people who licked their dogs.    

Thinking of befriending a rich second generation, he hurriedly went out to the school gate.    

Ye Fan smiled coldly.    

This little favor, did Hee Lo think that he could win over people's hearts?    

This was too childish.    

What was the use of having someone who could be bought over through food and drink, even if they supported him?    

They were still friends who drank wine and meat.    

If something really happened, it would be like birds and beasts exploding, no one would care about him.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

His phone vibrated.    

Ye Fan opened his WeChat.    

It was a message from Yue Peng.    

"Third Brother, someone is trying to show off. Can I do him?"    

"Forget it. It's not easy to act cool again. Let him do as he pleases."    

Hee Lo did not target Ye Fan.    

Naturally, he would not look for trouble.    

"Ai, what a pity! I still want to send your car to the group. Is the Aston Martin worth 4 million worth of cards? The Cullinan will crush it to death. "    

Yue Peng loved the feeling of slapping his face.    

But since Ye Fan refused to let it go, he could only suppress his emotions.    

...    

He logged out of WeChat.    

Ye Fan entered the company's work group.    

It seemed like Chang Hong had organized a bestseller activity today.    

First, it was to increase the number of customers.    

Second, it was to advertise Ye Fan's seafood company. It could be said to be killing two birds with one stone.    

He didn't know how it was going.    

Always Drilling Wind: Everyone has worked hard. Is the activity going smoothly?    

Chang Hong: Haha, Brother-in-law, it's going too smoothly.    

Hsu Qing: Yeah, with the few of us selling fish, selling fish is just a small matter.    

Bai Xuanxuan said, Brother, don't be surprised when I say the results.    

Always Drilling Wind: Haha, shut your mouth. I'll say a number and report it to me immediately! Five hundred thousand per hour!    

Ye Fan was joking.    

After all, the number he was talking about was the limit.    

The individual price of the event was only a few increments.    

All in all, the profits of the event were all above 80 yuan.    

If it was 500,000 yuan, he could earn 4 million yuan in an hour.    

This kind of sales would be terrifying in any place.    

Bai Xuanxuan: (A meaningful expression) Brother, you guessed wrong.    

Always Drilling Wind: Ah? What do you mean?    

Chang Hong: Haha, our performance is more than you can imagine! The last hour was our peak, and the number had already exceeded 800,000.    

The profit even set a record, and it has already reached a terrifying 7 million.    

"Hiss!"    

This speed of earning money even made Ye Fan suck in a breath of cold air.    

This was too awesome.    

When did his company become so outstanding?    

Always Drilling Wind: Is the stock still enough? If it's not enough, I'll go in a little more.    

Chang Hong: I was just about to tell you, the supply is short. It's all in the pre-sale stage now, but we have to deliver the goods within three days. Otherwise, it will easily cause customers to withdraw their orders.    

Always Drilling Wind: No problem, I'll settle all of them tonight.    

Chang Hong: Haha, the boss is so happy.    

We can't delay the matter of earning money.    

Ye Fan quickly contacted Bob who was running around.    

He asked for a large batch of live fish.    

The terrifying number of fish almost made Bob smile from ear to ear.    

"Haha, great demon, in the future, the more the better."    

"Don't worry, I'll try my best to eat them."    

"Alright, I'll be waiting for the good news."    

...    

Ye Fan excitedly laid on the bed, feeling relaxed.    

Earning money was a happy thing.    

At this moment.    

Yue Peng sent a screenshot.    

It was actually Hee Lo who had sent himself a message in the group chat.    

Hee Lo: @ Ye Fan, bro, how's my car?    

Yue Peng sent a private message.    

"Haha, Third Brother, it seems like I don't need to slap his face anymore. I've delivered myself to him."    

Ye Fan was speechless.    

"I think so."    

His good mood had been ruined by this pretentious man.    

Why are you pretending to be me for no reason?    

Can't you celebrate your birthday properly?    

Ye Fan: Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?    

Hee Lo was stunned.    

Could this car have any objections?    

Although it wasn't as good as Ye Fan's Cullinan, it shouldn't be trash.    

"I want to hear the truth."    

"The truth is trash."    

This...    

The group was originally bustling with noise and excitement, but because of Ye Fan's words, there was a short period of silence.    

Of course, this was all on the surface.    

When everyone saw Ye Fan appear, they were already extremely excited.    

They saw him and Hee Lo fighting once again.    

It was like the eruption of a volcano.    

He even called everyone in the dormitory to watch the group chat.    

"Trash?"    

Hee Lo saw that the two times were like a fishbone stuck in his throat.    

This was an absolute insult to him.    

Forget about the Mercedes-Benz he had sent earlier.    

That car was quite old.    

It was indeed a bit hard to produce.    

But this was a new car.    

It was a brand as luxurious and meaningful as Aston Martin.    

And it was actually trash.    

If uncle could endure it, even aunt could not.    

"Then tell me, what isn't trash?"    

"Cullinan, this car I'm driving is not trash."    

Ye Fan said truthfully.    

Wayaya!    

I'm so angry!    

Seven million isn't trash, but five million?    

If I had known earlier that he approved the loan and added two million, I wouldn't have been angered by this wimp.    

Hee Lo took a deep breath.    

He knew that he could not be angered by Ye Fan now.    

"Hmph, so what if you open the Cullinan? Didn't your parents buy it for you? What kind of ability is that? "    

Ye Fan sneered.    

What a stubborn and helpless moan.    

First of all, his parents didn't buy this car.    

Even if it was, what right did he have to criticize?    

Holy Mother b * tch?    

She had the money to not let the child spend it?    

This was a typical keyboard warrior style.    

Damn the whole family.    

"You're really wrong about this. I bought this car myself."    

"Bullsh * t, I don't believe it."    

Hee Lo had just finished his sentence.    

Many people frowned.    

Many people knew that Ye Fan was an orphan.    

When he went to school, it was inevitable that he would fill in his family relationship, address, and other related information.    

The identity of an orphan could not be concealed at all.    

But they were all classmates.    

Many people would shut their mouths even if they knew.    

They didn't want to hurt Ye Fan's heart.    

Although Hee Lo didn't know that it wasn't a crime, it still made people feel uncomfortable when he was mentioned.    

At this moment, a little brother beside him said, "Brother, Ye Fan seems to be an orphan. It's impossible for his parents to buy a luxury car for him."    

"Hmm? How do you know?"    

"Hehe, before this, the two of you were on the line. In order to let brother have the upper hand, I specially investigated Ye Fan and found out his background."    

"Oh, not bad. Tell me about it."    

"He opened a company outside. It seems to be related to Lau Ruyan's family. As for what he was doing, I can't find out. Also, he is proficient in medicine..."    

He said a lot.    

There was nothing useful.    

Hee Lo pinched his chin.    

He fell into deep thought.    

It had to be said.    

Ye Fan was really outstanding.    

He was actually able to buy a Cullinan all by himself.    

Damn it, why don't I have this kind of ability?    

"Alright, even if you buy it yourself, it should be a loan too, right?"