"Are you?" An Ran blinked, pretending to question.

The old man was stunned, as an old fox in the business world, he couldn't see that Enron was pretending.

But in this matter, the initiative is not in his hands, and he is not angry, and introduces himself lightly:

"Old man Yang Fan, Tian is the founder of Xingyue!"

An Ran nodded lightly: "Oh!"

After he finished, he ignored Yang Fan, and then turned around and walked to Jiang Qihe and sat down:

"When I was in the magic capital, I didn't have the opportunity to visit Uncle Jiang, and when Uncle Jiang arrived in the capital, he didn't give an order in advance, so I can pick you up here or something?"

Jiang Qihe glanced at Yang Fan, who had a frozen smile on his face, and said with a silent smile: "Where, this is not in a hurry, next time I return to the magic capital, I will ask Jiang Zuo to invite you to sit at home, it just so happens that your aunt cooks a good dish, especially the braised fish is also a must in the circle!"

Enron: "That feeling is ........."

The two chatted for a while, Yang Fan watched fixedly in place, and Yang Jie, who had no chance to sit on the side, saw that his father was left out in the cold.

Snorted coldly, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan sat opposite An Ran, signaled slightly, and immediately a waiter walked in with a dining cart.

After all the dishes were served and everyone was seated, Yang Fan gave Yang Jie a look, and the latter gritted his teeth a little unwillingly, got up and picked up a bottle of fine red wine and walked to An Ran's side.

"Mr. An, I was ignorant before, and this time I punished myself with a bottle to apologize!"

An Ran propped up the table on his elbows, held his cheeks and looked over, but did not speak.

Seeing this, Yang Jie hesitated slightly, then directly picked up the red wine bottle and blew it into his mouth.

This red wine bottle is not a small bottle, but a pot-bellied bottle, almost 750ml, and the red wine in it is about one and a half catties.

Yang Jie was in a hurry, and his face turned red with the naked eye.

Several other people on the side, some people looked at Yang Fan's seedlings, cheered, and said:

"Good, good amount of wine, refreshing, the wine table knows heroes, and Mr. Yang is also sincere!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. An, today I will be a peacemaker, if there is no contradiction that cannot be overcome, Mr. An will see it? ”

After all, it was the person invited by Yang Fan, although it was not far away to offend Enron, some scenes, no one will forget what should be said.

Waiting for the words of the helper to fall, Yang Jie also blew a bottle of red wine clean, and then turned over the bottle, the whole person staggered, and said with a little big tongue:

"Mr. An, is it feasible to be so sincere?"

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth on the side curled up, then he retracted, got up and picked up a glass of red wine, walked to Yang Jie's side, and looked at An Ran: "The old man is here, and he will also make amends for the dog, and the dog is also sincerely apologizing, Mr. Wang'an doesn't care anymore, please!"

He raised his glass with both hands to toast.

Seeing this, An Ran still didn't move, but smiled faintly and said: "I heard that most people apologize by punishing themselves with three glasses, and Yang always has a good amount of alcohol, but this wine... I think I'm missing a little bit of .........."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Missing something?

This means that others punish themselves with three cups, and this is to ask Yang Jie to drink three bottles?

Jiang Qihe, who was next to An Ran, also twitched the corners of his mouth, although he had heard his son say about An Ran, he had never seen such a poisonous side.

In a word, he turned three glasses of wine into three bottles, and the Yang father and son had no way to refute it.

After all, reasonable, nothing more than three, three cups is the original meaning of the question, since the first drink of a bottle, it seems that the reason should be three bottles of no problem.

It can't be a bottle plus two cups, can it?

But it's obviously impossible to drink just one bottle, it's not sincere!

"Ahem!"

Yang Fan held the cup, was stunned and reacted very quickly, and said with a dry cough: "The son is not the fault of the godfather, there are two cups left, let me replace them!"

He didn't wait for An Ran to speak, he drank the wine in the cup, and Yang Jie on the side also endured the dizziness with great eyesight, and immediately added it again.

After the second cup, Yang Fan's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Is Mr. An satisfied?"

An Ran smiled unabated, and said lightly: "I know me, in fact, I know that I am actually very generous, and I never care about people like cats and dogs, Mr. Yang drank too fast, but he also made me carry the name of a small belly chicken intestines, I feel uncomfortable......"

Everyone present almost fainted, what I said, it's okay to say that I didn't drink this wine, but it was wrong to drink it?

Even Jiang Qihe couldn't stand it anymore, this mouth was poisonous.

Yang Fan's face remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly: "It's the old man's fault that this is the old man's fault, I have such a house in the Third Ring Road under my name, although it is not top-notch, but it is complete in all internal organs, and it can be sold for 100 million, it is all regarded as an apology for the destruction of Mr. An's name, what does Mr. An think?"

An Ran: "An has a nickname, called ...... I don't know if Mr. Yang has heard of it?"

Yang Fan: "I've heard it, like thunder, and I heard that Mr. An has a girlfriend, and he also loves him very much, and the old man has also caught up with the fashion, and I heard some of Mr. An's words on the Internet, and I admired it very much, I happened to buy a pair of bracelets from the Ming and Qing dynasties in Xiangjiang last year, which is a unique product, so I gave it to Mr. An together." ”

When An Ran heard this, he stood up suddenly, and Yang Fan, who was thinking about how to continue to increase the price, was taken aback.

Yang Jie immediately stood in front of the old man: "An Ran, what are you doing?"

An Ran glanced at Yang Jie, ignored it, looked at Yang Fan, and said lightly: "You think I have a lot of time here, don't you?

Yang Fan's face returned to normal: "What does Mr. An think?"

An Ran glanced at Yang Jie: "Your son also knows my conditions, I am a person who does things, pay attention to the beginning and the end, and just achieve my conditions!"

Yang Jie couldn't bear it anymore at this time, and said angrily: "It's impossible to ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Enron.

An Ran looked at Yang Fan quietly, and while sorting out his clothes, he said lightly: "Oh, by the way, you have to calculate the waste of my time here, I have no other skills, and my ability to make money is not strong, that is, four or five hundred million in minutes, from the time I entered the door to the present, I roughly estimated, not much, just ten billion, just count your shares." ”

His words fell, the needles on the scene could be heard, and a group of people who came with him, their eyes almost popped out, they had ever seen someone who could pretend to be forced, but they had never seen someone who could pretend to be like this?

Four or five billion yuan in a minute? Why don't you go to heaven? When you have a meal, you ask for tens of billions of shares?

Robbing a bank isn't as fast as you make money, right?

However, An Ran ignored these people, but patted Yang Jie's shoulder, whose face was flushed, and said with a faint smile: "Wine is good wine, but it's a bit bad for you to drink!"

After the words fell, he looked at Yang Fan, who looked uncertain, and smiled lightly, and then turned around and walked out.

I didn't drink a sip of wine, I didn't eat a sip of food, and then a faint voice came with a bit of randomness: "It's still to give that sentence to your son, if you want to give it, if you don't want me to take it myself, this is not a business, no one bargains with you." ”

Yang Fan's face turned cold, Yang Jie drank some wine, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart at this time and wanted to chase him out, but he was stunned by Yang Fan raising his hand and slapping him.

Yang Fan looked at Yang Jie, who had stopped, and suddenly had a smile on his face, and looked at Jiang Qihe: "This time I troubled Mr. Jiang, I promised Mr. Jiang that it would be done later." ”

Jiang Qihe smiled and nodded: "Mr. Yang, I don't worry, as for Mr. An, I can't do anything, say goodbye!"

As soon as he raised his hand, Jiang Zuo pushed the door out, and the others also got up one after another when they saw this.

There were only three people left for a while!