I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

The servant brought a tray of towels over, and Wang Fan quickly took out the towel from the tray and wiped off his sweat by himself.

"Father, you must wipe your sweat after you exercise, or you will catch a cold easily." His movements are extremely gentle and careful.

Wang Fan grew up, when Wang Huo saw him being so considerate of himself when he saw him first time, he would really be moved if he didn't know that he was asking for money.

"Go ahead, how much do you want this time?"

Wang Fan thought to himself that since he was in business, the more money the better, the more money was enough, he didn't know what it was, he could only count it out randomly.

"Father, just give one or two hundred million, not enough."

He seemed to say a careless word, but was so angry that he snatched the towel in his hand.

"I should wipe this sweat by myself, and treat the money matters as if I didn't talk about it."

Seeing his face suddenly walking toward the inner courtyard, Wang Fan knew that some of his lions had spoken loudly, and he quickly said something nice.

"Father, don't, we can discuss this matter again. There is no one or two hundred million, one or two million is fine, and no one or two million is fine. Don't go."

At this time, Wang Huo frowned and looked at him: "Tell me, what do you want so much money for?" Wang Fan's eyes flickered and he dared not look directly at him.

Wang Fan didn't want to let Wang Huo know about this, because he wanted to rely on his own efforts to make some achievements and show him.

"I want money, you just give it to me, no matter what I do, just say you don't give it! If you don't give it to me, think of another way." Wang Fan's tone already had some anger.

"Presumptuous, is this your attitude of talking to your Lao Tzu? Asking for money? If you don't have a copy, you quickly leave me to the school and stay in school. If you dare to cause trouble, see Lao Tzu not interrupt your legs."

Wang Fan was even more angry when he was fierce: "Hmph, don't give it if you don't give it, I'm not rare anymore, I can't stay in this shabby place, and you won't want to care about me anymore."

After speaking, he angrily planned to run away from home.

"Boy, if you leave today, don't come back in the future!"

Wang Fan rushed out without looking back.

Wang Huo was so angry that he covered his chest: "Hey, this stinky boy is really mad at me. I'm afraid he will die if he gets angry a few more times."

After Wang Fan left home in anger, he went straight to the hospital.

"It's mad at me, it's mad at me..."

Before the door opened, Ye Feng heard his voice, and he was even more puzzled to see him come in with a dark face.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Brother, I will have to mix with you completely in the future, my old man kicked me out of the house."

Seeing his aggrieved look, Ye Feng was shocked: "What the **** is going on?"

Wang Fan talked about how he asked Wanghuo for money from start to finish.

Ye Feng heard a black line on his face: "You really dare to ask for it. You only have one or two billion in your mouth."

"I didn't think we need capital to do business, hey, forget it, don't talk about it, my old man has already kicked me out of the house, are you sure you still want to cooperate with me?"

"What I value when working with you is your people, not your background. It doesn't matter if you have money or not. I do. I may stay in the hospital for a few days. Help me think about where the Shanghai stock market is suitable. Large supermarket, let’s go see it together another day."

In the beginning, Ye Feng approached Wang Fan because he really wanted to rely on his background, but through contact, he found that apart from his impulsive personality, he was actually very reliable. After all, the Shanghai stock market was just one of the cities to be developed.

If Wang Fan is really a talent that can be created, he will be relieved a lot with the support of him in the Shanghai stock market. Moreover, although Wang Huo has driven him out of anger.

But it can be seen that he still attaches great importance to this son, and he helped him exercise Wang Fan for free, not to mention whether he would benefit himself, just because Wang Fan is Wang Laohu's son, no one dares to make trouble.

Wang Fan rented two houses with the card given by Ye Feng, and after Ye Feng was discharged from the hospital, he moved in.

"Brother, I rented this house to you and my sister-in-law. I will live at the opposite door. You can just say hello if you have something to do." He opened the door and moved in all Ye Feng's things.

Ye Feng took a closer look and found that everything in the room was cleaned up. It seems that Wang Fan must have cleaned it in advance.

"Wang Fan, you are really interested. By the way, how did you do what I told you last time?"

Wang Fan put down and moved things, sweating all over, he raised his head and gurgled a bottle of water. Seeing Ye Feng asked him to find the location of the supermarket, he wiped his mouth and responded.

"Big brother, I have selected a few places. You have just been discharged from the hospital. Let me rest for a few days. Then I will take you over and take a look."

"It's okay. I've been lying in the hospital for a few days. You will take me around when Yurou returns to school."

Chen Yurou originally thought that there must be a lot of places to clean up just after she moved here. When she walked in and saw that the house was spotless, she went back to school with confidence.

After Wang Fan took Ye Feng downstairs to simply eat something, he took a taxi to Huangpuhui in the city center.

When he arrived at Huangpuhui, Ye Feng was unsatisfied after seeing several places, and finally he focused on the seat on the first floor of the People's Square Department Store.

"Hey, it seems to be a good place here. The vision of the city is broad and the flow of people is large enough. Our far-winded supermarkets cannot be more suitable here."

He was about to go in, but Wang Fan stopped him.

"Brother, the shops here are not cheap. Otherwise, let's find a place that is a little bit off. Can a supermarket make money in this kind of place? It sells all high-end luxury goods."

Ye Feng took the opportunity to put his hand on his shoulder: "Isn't it a luxury, let's go in and see what a luxury method."

In the past, Wang Fan didn't even blink when he entered such a place, but now he is too poor, and the money in the card that Ye Feng gave him, except for special needs, he dare not spend a penny.

Who would have thought that the son of the dignified tiger, now he is wearing a floor stall, which totals less than two hundred yuan. Ye Feng went out in a hurry without any clothes, and he was wearing the floor stall he bought.

Just dressing up the two of them, entering the luxury store, I am afraid that people will be ridiculed, but Ye Feng did not feel that there was anything wrong. He thought that he hadn't bought anything for Chen Yurou for a long time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he bought her a dress, a bag or something, he opened the door of a clothing store at will, and the people in it didn't bother to stand up as soon as they looked at his two dresses.

Ye Feng took a look at this piece of clothing, and that piece of clothing was touched, which made the clerk very upset.