A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 73 Ye Fan the Coolie

"Jerk-"

"Go away!"

"Don't ever come back again!"

Qiu Mu-Cheng was left fuming after her husband's prank. She had actually been worried about him, but

Ye Fan had trampled on her feelings by making fun of her.

And so, after raging at Ye Fan for a while, she hung up forcibly.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan was left smiling awkwardly at the other end of the line. "I may have carried the joke

too far.”

But Ye Fan had enjoyed the experience. In his opinion, bickering was a part of normal marital life.

In the past, Qiu Mu-Cheng had always been aloof and rarely spoke to him. It would have been

unthinkable in the old days for her to yell at him like she had just done.

Back then, their home had felt as cold as an ice house as far as Ye Fan was concerned.

"Now, it feels more like a real home." This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Ye Fan shook his head with a smile. And immediately afterward, he started sending text messages to

and calling his wife to ask for forgiveness.

After all, Ye Fan had been the one to lie to Qiu Mu-Cheng, so he should be the one doing the

apologizing.

After god only knew how many attempts later, Qiu Mu-Cheng finally picked up his call.

"Okay. If you want me to forgive you, then go out and buy me a washboard right now. If you can't get

one, then don't bother to come back.”

Hmph, I am so pissed-

Qiu Mu-Cheng ended the call in a huff. And the pained expression on Ye Fan's face froze in the windy

rain.

"Ai, never mind, never mind. A gentleman doesn't fight with a lady. For the sake of familial harmony, I

will give in to her."

But just as Ye Fan was about to go search for a supermarket, he suddenly remembered that he did not

have any money on him. He had the Hongqi Bank black card, but he was worried that he might not be

able to use that in a normal supermarket. So in the end, he decided to just give Chen Ao a call.

"You wish to borrow money?"

"Mr. Chu, you are standing on ceremony. Just tell me how much you want. I will tell the finance

department to transfer the amount to your account." Chen Ao agreed to Ye Fan's request with alacrity.

"No need to do that. I just need a little cash. Right now, for preference."

"But~" Chen Ao laughed embarrassedly. "Mr. Chu, if it is cash you want, I am afraid I can't come up

with a lot in such a short time. We only have a few million in the company's safe."

Ye Fan shook his head and laughed. "It is not a problem. I only need two hundred."

"Two... Two hundred?" Chen Ao's eye twitched a little.

To think that someone as wealthy as Young Master Chu would have to resort to borrowing a mere two

hundred.

"Haha, this is so embarrassing. I have no choice but to do this. My wife holds the purse strings at

home. Well, I need the money urgently. I will wait for you at the restaurant's entrance.”

Chen Ao hurriedly agreed. Immediately afterward, he gave his assistant a call and instructed her to

deliver the money to Ye Fan.

"Mr. Chen, what is the matter? Did something urgent come up?"

Just then, all the top honchos of Jiangdong had already gathered inside the private dining room.

Everyone was waiting for the meeting to begin. So they had gotten curious when they witnessed the

seemingly urgent phone conversation between their leader and Ye Fan.

Chen Ao waved his hand dismissively and said, "It was nothing. Just a phone call from a friend. Let us

continue."

Outside the restaurant, Ye Fan was waiting composedly for his money.

Tonight, the atmosphere at Shengtian Restaurant was extraordinary serious. After Ye Fan's departure,

they had cleared out all the diners and cordoned off the area. And there were bodyguards patrolling the

one hundred meter radius surrounding the restaurant. As he looked around, Ye Fan noticed that the

parking lot in front of the restaurant was filled to capacity with luxury cars.

"Wow, they are really taking this seriously."

"It looks like Wu He-Rong's return has frightened the leaders of Jiangdong."

Ye Fan shook his head and chuckled.

At this moment, his phone rang. When Ye Fan answered, the capable-sounding voice of a woman rang

out from the other end of the line. It sounded unhappy.

"Are you the one who wanted to borrow money from Mr. Chen?"

"Yes, I am. And you are?" Ye Fan replied after being taken aback for a moment.

But the woman caller ignored Ye Fan's question and continued to speak coldly. "I will give you thirty

seconds to get over here. I am waiting for you at the restaurant's entrance. I will only be waiting for

thirty seconds. I won't be around if you arrive after the deadline.”

Pa~

The call had ended.

Ye Fan was dumbfounded. And then he shook his head with a smile.

This woman is putting on airs.

But Ye Fan did not mind. After all, he was here to borrow money from them. He needed to have a good

attitude and yield to their demands. And so, he sprinted toward the restaurant in order to meet the

deadline.

Along the way, none of the security personnel stopped Ye Fan. It seemed they had already been

informed that he was coming.

And soon, Ye Fan entered the lobby.

In the lobby, a high-heeled young woman was supervising a team of workers. She had on a white

lady's suit and purple figure-hugging miniskirt, and was holding on to a cell phone.

"Work faster!"

"The VIP is arriving soon! Why is the hall still so messy?"

"What were you all doing just now?"

"Don't you know a VIP is coming today?"

Although she looked young, she had a presence that spoke of competence and gravitas. And on her

exquisite face, she had a frosty look that pushed others away.

The workers around her seemed to have a healthy respect for her. They did not utter a word of

complaint despite her scoldings.

But it had to be said that, although she was foul-tempered, she had a beautiful face and nice figure.

And her long legs were especially mesmerizing. Many of the men around her would take sneak peeks

at her and get aroused.

"Lady, I hope I have arrived on time?" Ye Fan could tell with a glance that the woman who had called

him earlier was standing right before him.

Chen Nan looked at Ye Fan with a raised eyebrow and asked, "Are you the person who wanted to

borrow money from my father?"

"Father?" Ye Fan was dumbfounded. Could it be that this woman was Chen Ao's daughter?

"I suppose you are another one of my father's poor relatives? Let me give you people one final

warning. Just because we are rich, it doesn't mean we have an obligation to lend you money."

"When my father was building up his business from scratch, where were you hiding? You all are his

relatives, but have you ever lent him a helping hand?”

"Now that we are doing well, all the distant relatives keep coming out of the

woodwork."

"And you people keep asking us for jobs, for loans and even matchmaking partners! Do we owe you?"

"If you are able-bodied, why don't you go work for your money? Don't just think of sponging off your

relatives!"

Chen Nan had a look of disgust on her face as she lectured Ye Fan.

All these years, Chen Nan had met plenty of poor relatives who looked like country bumpkins. And they

all had come with only the intention to either borrow money or ask her father for help.

Chen Nan truly disliked such lazy parasites.

Tonight, her father had called her personally and told her to deliver money to someone who needed it.

Chen Nan had guessed right away that the borrower must be one of her father's poor relatives.

Her father was someone who valued kinship and friendship. So whenever his relatives came to visit,

Chen Ao would receive them in person. Today, for Ye Fan's sake, Chen Ao had called his daughter

personally. So Chen Nan was sure that the young man before her was another one of their relatives.

She felt nothing but disdain for low-class people like him.

Ye Fan was speechless. He was only borrowing two hundred. Was there a need to scold him like this

over a mere two hundred?

But Ye Fan could not be bothered to give her an explanation. He just wanted to buy the washboard and

return home as soon as possible.

It was Qiu Mu-Cheng's grandmother's birthday tomorrow. Since he was Qiu Mu-Cheng's husband, he

had to go home soon to prepare for the celebration.

"This is two thousand."

Although Chen Nan did not want to bother with Ye Fan, she had to listen to her father's order. So she

removed a wad of cash from her purse and handed it over.

Ye Fan was about to take it from her when she pulled back her hand.

"Miss, is it necessary to do this? It's just a bit of money."

Ye Fan was ready to cry. Chen Ao was the King of Jiangdong after all. He should not be facing financial

difficulties. So why was it so difficult to borrow just a small sum of money from his daughter?

After criticizing him so harshly and after showing nothing but contempt for him, she was going to deny

him the loan in the end?

"Just a bit of money? Easy for you to say. If this is just a bit of money, why do you need to borrow it

from us?" Ye Fan's words caused her to dislike him even more. Chen Nan thought that he was acting

like an ungrateful wretch. Instead of expressing his thanks for the loan, he was going to complain?

"If it weren't for my father, I would rather donate the money to charity than lend it to you."

"But, I dislike people who sponge off others. So I will not give you the money for nothing. As it happens,

I need workers here tonight. So you have to work for your money." Chen Nan's tone was icy cold and

carried with it an air of authority that brooked no disagreement.

What?

I have to work as a coolie before I can get the loan?

Ye Fan shrugged and smiled helplessly.