e remembered the finals, how he amazed everyone and enjoyed being the center of attention. Just thinking about it felt amazing.Song Dongye seemed to have understood Ye Fan's meaning, pondered for a mo...Ye Fan's own beat-up Buick was nowhere to be found, probably scrapped already. He didn't have time to buy a new one right now, so he'd just borrow a car for the time being.

Two minutes later, from afar, Ye Fan saw a mighty convoy of vehicles roaring towards him with an imposing and intimidating aura. Wherever they passed, birds scattered and pedestrians stopped in their tracks, all casting admiring glances.

Every single person was cursing internally, thinking who the hell is this rich second-generation brat What a huge show he's putting on! Is he afraid we don't know he's wealthy

One by one, expressions of contempt appeared on their faces, yet they all stopped their work, stretching their necks to stare this way.

After seeing this formation, Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile wryly.

Ye Qingcheng, you little punk, are you playing this trick with me too

Two Humvees led the way, followed by Xia Li, Ferraris, Bentleys, and dozens of other world-renowned luxury cars. In the middle was the most eye-catching Rolls Royce, and at the end were two modified, enhanced Land Rovers!

Wow, this is like a car show!

Ye Qingcheng got out of the Hummer from the front, wearing sunglasses, looking very stylish.

Seeing Ye Fan was in high spirits, he laughed from afar: "Ah Fan, how is it Didn't you lose face If you have your eye on any car, just take it. I'll handle the paperwork!"

Ye Fan wished he could kick him directly, and sneered: "You little rascal, you want to play this trick on me Don't you think I'm already attracting enough rumors"

Ye Qingcheng said nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of Just let them spread rumors. These days, those bigwigs are all busy with the election, who has time to care what kind of car you drive,"

The curtain has been raised on the transition of power, and all the bigwigs are treading carefully at this time. Who dares to step forward

Ye Fan didn't know what to say. Asking him to drive a Rolls-Royce into a fight would be a huge loss for him. Even if the car was just pierced by a bullet, the repair costs alone would be hundreds of thousands. This business wasn't worth it.

He suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia for that old Buick. After all, the front end was already mangled; no matter how much it got smashed or shot at, he wouldn't feel a twinge of pain.

"How's it going over there" Ye Fan said nonchalantly, his eyes darting towards the convoy of cars, looking for one that wasn't so expensive. But at a glance, he saw that even the cheapest car was worth several million yuan. He thought to himself that if he couldn't find anything better, he would just pick a random one. Time was pressing now.

Ye Qingcheng naturally knew what Ye Fan was asking. He knew that today when Ye Fan left, he told himself not to show mercy, but in the end, he still couldn't bear to ruthlessly attack his second uncle and their family. After all, blood is thicker than water, and it was impossible for him to kill them all.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.” Ye Qingcheng said. He only deprived them of their assets in the Ye family, and he had already ordered people to reorganize the remaining forces of his second uncle and others in the Ye family. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be results soon.

Ye Fan nodded. This small matter, with Ye Qingcheng's ability, should be able to handle it well. So he slowly walked forward, which one was he going for

Just then, a Volkswagen drove up quickly and stopped not far from Ye Qingcheng. A man with a scar on his face jumped out of the car and hurried to Ye Qingcheng's side, whispering, "Young Master, everything is done."

Ye Qingcheng nodded. This man was a tiger general on the periphery of the Ye family and also Ye Qingcheng's most trusted confidant. He was known for his ruthless methods, swift and decisive actions, and he was highly regarded by Ye Qingcheng.

This time, it was this man who orchestrated the annexation of Uncle Two's forces.

Ye Qingcheng nodded and said, "You go down. Keep a close eye on your second uncle and the others."

That man agreed with a nod and went to start his car, but he was stunned to find that the public vehicle had started driving itself!

Ye Fan stuck his head out the car window and chuckled, "I think this car looks pretty good. I'll take it first"

As he spoke, he slammed on the gas and the car shot forward.

The scarred man stared dumbfounded at the person who dared to steal his beloved car. He seethed with hatred, thinking to himself, "You bastard, you're dead! My brother Knife's car is worth tens of thousands, kid! I'll have your hands chopped off if I catch you!"

Ye Qingcheng smiled bitterly as she watched Ye Fan disappear into the distance. This kid, the more he grew, the more she couldn't see through him...

Turning her head, Ye Qingcheng said lightly, “Knife, just forget about your car. What do you think”

The knife was stunned and quickly replied, "Of course, that car isn't worth much..." He wasn't wrong; in the young master's eyes, the car wasn't even worth a fart.

"Well, you've been with me for a while now, and you do good work. I haven't given you any reward, so pick any car you like from here!"

"Huh" The blade was completely dumbfounded.

Ye Fan swaggered into Murong Xue's office this time, Murong Xue was burying her head in organizing her files, pretending not to see Ye Fan.

Ye Fan pulled a chair over and sat down beside her, grinning. "Still working"

Murong Xue appeared a little flustered. "The hospital's rule is to clock out at six o'clock, and it's only ten minutes left!" As she spoke, her eyes never left the documents and she didn't dare to look at Zhong Fan even once.

"Don't you own the hospital You decide when to get off work, don't you"

"How can that be How can you be so unprofessional" Murong Xue glared at Ye Fan angrily, but she didn't expect Ye Fan to be sitting so close to her. She suddenly turned her head, and her mouth bumped into Ye Fan's cheek. Murong Xue's face flushed red, her heart pounding wildly. She hurriedly lowered her head, not even hearing what Ye Fan said.

Murong Xue's heart was pounding wildly. She didn't know what was wrong with her today, but ever since she saw Ye Fan, she felt like she was always making mistakes. She wanted to see what Ye Fan was doing, but she also didn't want him to see her.

"Do you guys still have meetings on Mondays" Ye Fan suddenly asked.

Murong Xue was taken aback, "Group Leader Jiang fell a few days ago and is still hiding in the hospital bed. That's why he didn't attend the meeting. What do you ask this for"

"It's nothing, just casually asking. Xiaoxue, what shampoo did you use today It smells so good" Ye Fan said with a smirk, leaning in and sniffing hard with his nose.

Murong Xue ignored him completely, simply lying on the table, her eyes fixed on those files, looking very focused.

Ye Fan saw that she was only looking at the documents on the table, ignoring him. He followed her gaze and saw that it was related to her "Dura Mater Grafting" method. This girl is quite serious!

But at a glance, I noticed a few small words peeking out from under the document: "male model xxx" ... were simply a matter of brute strength, Ye Fan wouldn't have absolute confidence in defeating Tutu. But now he couldn't even walk, what kind of pain and torment had he enduredYe Fan's heart was bleed...