Someone was talking to him. Ye Fan glanced at it. He didn't expect it to be an internet celebrity. His flirtatious clothes were a little revealing.
So ugly!
As soon as she approached, Ye Fan smelled the stimulating perfume on his body.
To be honest, Ye Fan wasn't that kind of girl. She didn't have any special characteristics. It was obvious that she had undergone plastic surgery.
"Handsome, you don't take care of me much. It seems that you're very lonely drinking alone here. Do you want to dance together?”
This internet celebrity plastic surgery girl saw that Ye Fan's appearance was extraordinary. He must be a rich second-generation heir who opened a bottle of Ace of Spades. He was really rich.
However, Ye Fan really didn't like her. He was so annoyed by this woman.
Ye Fan turned a blind eye to him. This angered this online celebrity girl so much that she started fighting.
"Waiter, what's the most expensive wine in your shop? Is there anything like Romanée-Conti or Lafite?”
The Ace of Spades was only used to gargle Ye Fan's mouth. It was so disgusting that he almost vomited after taking a sip.
In the past, Ye Fan could not afford this wine. Now, Ye Fan wanted to drink all the Lafite, Petrus, and Romanée-Conti.
The waiter was also stunned. The Ace of Spades was used to rinse his mouth?
The city knew how to play!
"Sir, we have Romanée-Conti and Lafite here, but we only have one bottle of Romanée-Conti. The price here is 120,000 and Lafite is 20,000.”
The waiter was a little scared. This tycoon complained that the Ace of Spades tasted bad. A bottle was worth 6,000 yuan. In their bar, these drinks were usually much more expensive than outside.
For someone like Ye Fan, who could totally be upgraded to a booth, with such a strong spending power, he would definitely have to arrange it for him.
"Bring it over."
Ye Fan really wanted to come out and drink tonight. Ever since he got the system, he had not come out to indulge himself.
Soon, the waiter brought over Romani and Lafite, each bringing a bottle for Ye Fan.
Those who could come here to drink were not blind. They all looked over.
Here, they probably only drank Remy Martin. This kind of ten thousand yuan leek was drunk by the rich.
"Who's that guy? He's so f * cking rich that he's driving a Romanée-Conti here?”
There were other people in the booth, but they didn't have as expensive a drink as Ye Fan's. The booth cost 40 to 50 thousand yuan.
In any case, it wouldn't be lower than this, so she immediately changed seats for Ye Fan.
Just then, the empty guest left, so Ye Fan came to the middle seat. Actually, the booth position was better, and it was in Area 01.
They could see the people dancing on the stage. A very beautiful young lady was leading the dance and leading everyone to jump up.
There were all kinds of theme and guys shouting on the mic. This was the life of a nightclub.
After lending Little Wang 500 million, he had earned at least 25 million today.
After this wave of attacks, Ye Fan had completely recovered his HP. The 36 million that he had sent out was nothing. Moreover, there were people applying every day.
Every day, he would hear the sound of the bank's text message reminder.
There were still very beautiful girls in the nightclub, but Ye Fan didn't take the initiative to ask for prestige or anything. The main reason was that he didn't know them.
Ye Fan could not let go of this face.
There were many girls in nightclubs. Some of them were purely here to dance. If they were too bored at home, they would come out to dance.
It was already past two o'clock, and the music was very loud and started to sway. It had the atmosphere of a nightclub.
Ye Fan did not follow suit. He was drinking and looking at the girls. Even so, there were still girls looking over.
"That guy is sitting there alone and driving a 100,000-yuan Romanée-Conti. Is he really rich?”
"I don't know. Why don't we go over and ask for prestige or have a drink together?”
A girl sitting next to him stared at Ye Fan. Coincidentally, Ye Fan raised his head and saw a very fat girl looking at him with a smile.
Ye Fan almost vomited when he saw this. Damn, this was a little too disgusting. Coincidentally, Ye Fan was about to go to the bathroom to vomit.
Actually, it wasn't that Ye Fan couldn't drink it. It was just that this girl was really nauseous. Ye Fan didn't offend her.
"Why did he leave?"
the fat girl said as she rubbed her head.
"He vomited after drinking it. He probably can't drink very much either.”
Next to her was a girl with a supermodel figure. She was probably in her early 20s. She was indeed a top-notch beauty.
"Xixi, can you go over and help me gain some prestige? I'm too shy to go over.”
the fat girl said to her friend.
"Ah, you want me to ask for prestige? That's not good, right?”
When Chen Xixi first saw Ye Fan, she also thought that he was very handsome and sunny, but it was really not good for her to ask for prestige.
"You're not even going to help me with this little favor? Then could they still be happy friends in the future?”
The fat girl started to act a little angry.
"Alright, I'll go."
Chen Xixi was one of the braver ones. Even so, she still walked over.
Ye Fan also looked at this very beautiful girl. In terms of appearance, she should be the most beautiful person Ye Fan had ever seen. According to the score, she was at least 93 points.
A super beautiful woman could only be seen in this kind of bar. It was usually very rare to see one.
There were many beauties in Shanghai, and this was no exception.
"What's the matter?"
Ye Fan saw this girl walk to his booth and looked left and right, feeling a little awkward.
"Yes, can you give me some prestige?”
Chen Xixi could tell that Ye Fan was definitely not an ordinary person.
Hmm?
There were still people who took the initiative to ask for his prestige. Ye Fan could also give it to them.
Seeing that she was so good-looking, Ye Fan gave it to her. He took out the QR code and scanned it for her.
"Thank you, handsome."
Chen Xixi smiled sweetly and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, have a drink before you leave. Aren't you going to sit down and chat?”
The white ticket had its own prestige. Most people would not be willing to give it to Ye Fan even if they wanted to add him, unless they said that he was their client.
"Then I'll have a drink. I just want to increase my prestige first, and then we'll talk.”
Chen Xixi left after a glass of Romanée-Conti.
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