Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 296 How can I openly and legitimately lust after your body?

Ye Fan leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said, word by word, with a hint of roguishness yet utmost seriousness, "Because... if you become my brother, how can I openly... lust after you?"

"Ye Fan! Go to hell!" Su Luming instantly exploded, her face flushed with embarrassment. She kicked Ye Fan's shin hard under the table. "I knew it! You bad guy! Scumbag! Pervert! Your head is full of filthy nonsense!"

Ye Fan grimaced and rubbed his calf, then stopped arguing.

Seeing that they had almost finished eating, he turned to Xian Zuling, who had been sitting quietly with a rosy cheek, and reminded him, "You've eaten and drunk your fill, shouldn't we pay the bill? You promised to treat us!"

Xian Zuling took a deep breath and nodded solemnly, as if she were going into battle. She beckoned to a waiter.

"Hello, check please." The waiter came over with a friendly smile.

Xian Zuling asked somewhat nervously, "Excuse me... could you please calculate the total cost?"

The waiter picked up the menu on the table and quickly pointed: "Pineapple sweet and sour pork 48, stir-fried pork intestines 38, dry pot bullfrog 58, broccoli 18, pork rib soup 28, plus rice and cutlery... the total is 155 yuan."

Upon hearing this, the spirit of the ancestor cried out, "Ah!" and was born.

"One...one hundred and fifty-five?"

She was genuinely shocked; these dishes cost 155 yuan, and she only had 100 yuan with her. She had no choice but to use her meal card.

Su Luming then said, "Zuling, how much money did you take? I'll make up the difference if it's not enough!" As she spoke, she reached for her meal card.

Xian Zuling blushed and said, "I brought a hundred!"

Su Luming said, "It's still 55 yuan short. No problem, just swipe my meal card!"

Xian Zuling stubbornly shook her head: "No need, no need, I promised to treat you. If it's not enough, just swipe my meal card!"

Just as she was about to hand the money and card to the waiter, Ye Fan preemptively stuffed several pre-prepared bills into the waiter's hand: "Here, 155, just right."

The movements were swift and decisive.

The waiter took the money, confirmed it was correct, and then left with a smile.

Ye Fan then turned around, and under the surprised gazes of Xian Zuling and Su Luming, he reached out and gently pulled the crumpled hundred-yuan bill from Xian Zuling's hand, then, to her astonishment, put it back into her palm.

He wore his usual slightly smug smile, but his tone was unusually gentle: "Here, keep it safe. The steamed buns only cost a few yuan this morning, right? We agreed I'd make up the difference if it wasn't enough. One hundred and fifty-five yuan, way over budget, so this meal is on me."

Seeing this scene, Su Luming's anger vanished instantly, replaced by a complex emotion.

......

The campus was unusually quiet in the afternoon, with the sunlight languid and gentle.

Ye Fan took out his phone and dialed Miao Zi's number.

"Miao Zi, come to the school now."

"Okay, boss." The voice on the other end of the phone was as concise and efficient as ever, without any hesitation.

Less than half an hour later, Miao Zi appeared at Nanjing University.

She was still wearing that well-tailored business suit, her long hair neatly tied up, her expression focused and capable.

Ye Fan casually tossed her the car keys, then opened the passenger door and got in.

"Boss, where are we going?" Miao Zi fastened her seatbelt, placed her hands on the steering wheel, and looked straight ahead, her movements smooth and natural.

"Automobile City." Ye Fan said succinctly, leaning back comfortably in the leather seat and closing his eyes to rest.

Miao Zi nodded: "Okay!"

She started the car and drove steadily toward the car city.

Ye Fan wanted to buy a car. After his McLaren was totaled last time, he hadn't had a car. More importantly, it wouldn't be right for Miao Zi, as his personal secretary, not to have a decent personal vehicle.

I had no classes in the afternoon, so I decided to take care of it all at once.

The carriage was quiet for a moment. Ye Fan closed his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the handrail, as if he was pondering something.

"Oh, right," he suddenly said, "we need to hire two more people. Two drivers and two assistants."

"Okay." Miao Zi immediately agreed, her eyes still focused on the road conditions, but her brain had already begun to process the requirements.

Ye Fan added, "Younger, smart and quick-witted, efficient, and with a good image and temperament. Mainly to help you with daily chores, such as handling documents, arranging schedules, and external communications. You just need to supervise and manage them."

"As for the driver," he paused, "he must be of impeccable character, honest, reliable, calm, and quiet, with steady driving skills. No talkative ones."

"They'll all be employed by the Hodo Group!"

"Understood." Miao Zi replied simply, but felt a warmth in her heart.

She has indeed been feeling overwhelmed lately, as Ye Fan's business empire is expanding far faster than expected. Having a capable assistant to share the burden is a huge support for her.

Although the boss seems nonchalant, he is actually very meticulous.

A dozen minutes later.

A huge sign for "Automobile City" comes into view. 4S stores of various brands stand side by side.

Ye Fan opened his eyes, glanced around, and directly instructed: "Drive to the Mercedes."

In this era of car market, there are very few designs that can meet Ye Fan's standards. As one of the earliest luxury brands to enter the Chinese market, Mercedes-Benz, with its calm and dignified design language and deeply ingrained image as a "car for big shots," is a relatively reliable choice at present.

As soon as the car came to a stop in front of the Mercedes-Benz 4S store, a sharp-eyed salesperson quickly came up to greet it.

These salespeople, who have spent years working in luxury car dealerships, have long since developed a keen eye for spotting scams.

Although Ye Fan was dressed in seemingly ordinary casual wear, his composure and especially the Patek Philippe chronograph watch that was casually revealed on his wrist, with its understated luxury, instantly convinced the salesperson to target him.

Young, but definitely a big fish!

"Hello sir! Welcome to Mercedes-Benz!" The salesperson greeted him with the warmest, most professional smile, bowing slightly. "Are you here to look at cars today?"

Standard opening remarks.

Ye Fan was actually quite speechless at these words. Why would I come to a 4S store to look at you if not the cars? But he understood that this was the procedure, so he nodded casually in response.

The salesperson, his smile unchanged, stepped aside to lead the way: "Okay, sir, please come in! Have you been to our store before? Or do you have a particular model in mind? A sedan? An SUV?"

He tried to steer the conversation.

Ye Fan didn't stop walking. His gaze swept over the gleaming cars on display in the showroom. He didn't linger on the entry-level models for even a second before stating his target: "Maybach S400."

The salesperson's heart skipped a beat! They were definitely after the top-of-the-line flagship!

His smile widened, his eyes filled with knowing certainty, and his tone became even more respectful: "Sir, you have excellent taste! The Maybach S-Class is the pinnacle of our brand! Would you like to learn more about the vehicle's performance and features, or arrange a test drive?"