"It's beautiful!" Ye Fan muttered twice, his eyes glanced around, and he had to sigh, this Liu Yifei's popularity is still very large, whether it is a business boss, a student, or a white-collar worker, they all come to listen to her concert.

"Hello everyone, I'm Liu Yifei, thank you for coming to my concert, the purpose of my concert this time is to give love to the children in the poor mountainous areas of Jiangling City, I hope you will support me!"

"It seems that this Liu Yifei is still a very caring singer, I believe she is happy to participate in the school's poverty foundation, right?" Ye Fan muttered, suddenly, he saw several luxury cars driving in side by side.

Wow, it's all luxury cars, which tyrant is this?

"Get out of the way, if anyone dares to scratch our Young Master Yang's car, they will directly let you go to the hospital to lie down for the rest of your life!"

The bodyguard next to him shouted.

Several BMWs surrounded a Maserati, and Yang Wenhui slowly stepped out of the car.

"Young Master Yang, it's actually Young Master Yang who is here!"

"I didn't expect Young Master Yang to come to support Liu Yifei!"

Ye Fan saw Yang Wenhui pretending to be so forced, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Didi!

Suddenly, a brilliant fire shadow appeared in front of everyone, and they saw a Ferrari rushing directly and quickly.

"This, this is a limited edition La Ferrari? O God! ”

After seeing Ye Fan's car, Yang Wenhui's Maserati became unsurprising.

"Damn, who dares to steal the limelight from Lao Tzu, drag him down for me and beat him up!"

In front of thousands of people, Yang Wenhui was very unhappy when he was robbed of the limelight, but when he saw that it was Ye Fan who walked down from the car, Yang Wenhui's eyes became more and more gloomy.

"It's this bastard again, why is he everywhere!"

Yang Wenhui asked people to check the background of the strongest loser, and found Ye Fan, which made him very angry, I heard that Liu Yifei came to Jiangling City to hold a concert, Yang Wenhui really wanted to wrap her up to vent, but I didn't expect such a powerful appearance momentum, and I was disturbed by Ye Fan again.

"Ye Fan, this place is where I parked, you get out of here!" Yang Wenhui scolded angrily.

"Where do you park? Then let it be given to you! Friends in front, who is willing to make room for me, I will give him 10,000! Ye Fan's voice sounded, and the audience in front of him made room for Ye Fan.

Shenhao, my place is for you.

Mine is for you too!

This piece of mine is a treasure of feng shui!

A position is worth 10,000, and everyone present is crazy to make room for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan took out two lockboxes in the trunk and threw the money directly to Yang Wenhui.

Ah, my car! Stop me!

I'm grass your mother, who stepped on me!

Yang Wenhui's screams rang out, and the Maserati was hit and deflated.

"Ye Fan, you bastard, I am inseparable from you!" Yang Wenhui's roaring voice sounded, but Ye Fan didn't care, but instead sat on the roof of his Ferrari and began to enjoy Liu Yifei's singing.

After Liu Yifei finished singing a song, she was obviously also shocked by the scene on Ye Fan's side, she frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Fan puzzled.

She has seen a lot of rich children, but it is really the first time she has seen Ye Fan throw money away as garbage paper.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and listen to Liu Yifei singing! Ye Fan looked at everyone depressedly.

Lord Shenhao, you made such a big move, who still has the heart to listen to the song, waiting to pick up the money!

"Everyone, now we are starting to raise donations, and I hope that all caring people can contribute their modest efforts!"

As soon as Liu Yifei's words fell, many people began to raise donations, and fifty hundred and fifty hundred were put into the box.

Seeing that Ye Fan was actually unstoppable, Liu Yifei's heart was full of contempt, this guy just showed the appearance of Lao Tzu being the richest, but he didn't expect that when it was time to donate, he was indifferent.

"Brother Shenhao, why don't you donate money?"

The people around him asked suspiciously.

"With my identity, can I put just those boxes?" Ye Fan said disdainfully.

I see!

is worthy of Shenhao, these boxes can hold at least a few million, but they can't even enter the eyes of Lord Shenhao.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for this fundraising, we Tang Group donated 500,000 yuan!"

A middle-aged man spoke, but unfortunately, as soon as he said this, he didn't even have a little applause, which made the middle-aged man extremely embarrassed.

"We, the Gangneung Chamber of Commerce, donated one million!"

A million exports, only to cause a small round of applause.

Liu Yifei noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly took the lead in thanking him, which led to some applause.

A chamber of commerce only donated a million, what a stingy!

Ye Fan spoke disdainfully, and the people around him nodded one after another, secretly sighing that Lord Shenhao's words were right, this guy was too stingy.

"Miss Liu Yifei, I donate 10 million on behalf of the Yang Group, but I have a small request, how about we have dinner together in the evening?"

Yang Wenhui's voice sounded, and the audience was immediately exploded.

Ten million want to have dinner with my goddess, you dream!

This kid actually wants to take advantage of the goddess, it's so shameless!

Listening to the scolding around him, Yang Wenhui didn't care at all, his fiery eyes stared at Liu Yifei, such a stunner, don't enjoy it, how can he be worthy of the 10 million smashed out!

"Young Master Yang, I still have to raise money in the evening, I'm sorry!" Liu Yifei politely refused.

Refused?

A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Wenhui's eyes, he didn't expect this woman to refuse even 10 million, but the woman who was targeted by him Yang Wenhui, is it useful to refuse?

"I don't have time, then 10 million kiss me, no problem! If Miss Liu Yifei doesn't even have the courage to give a kiss for the poverty-stricken area, then I doubt that this charity will be a hype! Yang Wenhui smiled coldly.

"You ......" Liu Yifei obviously didn't expect this Yang Wenhui to be so shameless, and actually wanted to let herself kiss him in front of so many people, but she didn't kiss, she was afraid that everyone would think that she had come here to hype.

"Yang Wenhui, you poor bastard, you only want to kiss our goddess for only 10 million, I'm afraid you are dreaming!" Ye Fan's joking voice sounded, and everyone's eyes looked over.

"Lord Shenhao, it's Lord Shenhao!"

"This Yang Wenhui is shameless, just 10 million just want the kiss of the goddess, dreaming!"

"Lord Shenhao, we support you, smash Yang Wenhui's face with money!"

Yang Wenhui's eyes were even more angry, he didn't expect Ye Fan, a bastard, to dismantle his platform again.

"My goddess's kiss is worth at least 100 million, I spend 100 million in exchange for a kiss of the goddess, what do you think?"

100 million?

The noisy square was so quiet in the blink of an eye that I could hear the sound of needles falling to the ground.

This Nima is too extravagant, and he actually spent 100 million in exchange for a kiss from the goddess?

What is Hao, this is the real local tyrant!

Kiss 100 million?

Lord Shenhao, why don't I kiss you and give me a million!

A man next to him screamed.

"Get out! 10,000 yuan, who will help me beat that guy? ”

Ye Fan was really disgusted.

Bang bang bang!

I saw a man rushing up quickly and beating the man who had just spoken.

Seeing the man slumped to the ground, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and directly threw 10,000 yuan to the man, and looked at Yang Wenhui defiantly.

"Young Master Yang, I'll give 100 million, why don't you try it over me?"

More than him?

The corners of Yang Wenhui's mouth twitched, spending 100 million to ask for a kiss, this is not showing off wealth, this is completely stupid.

can be slapped in the face by Ye Fan so red, Yang Wenhui is very annoyed in his heart.

"Damn, you kid wait for Lao Tzu, I'll make you look good later!" Yang Wenhui looked at Ye Fan gloomily.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder in the audience was so strong, Liu Yifei hurriedly changed the topic.

"In order to thank Mr. Ye Fan for donating 100 million, I specially present a ......"

"Wait a minute, my goddess, I just said that I would exchange a kiss for 100 million, I will wait for your kiss!" Ye Fan stared at Liu Yifei with a smile.

"Kiss, kiss!"

The audience shouted very cooperatively.

Do you really want to kiss?

Liu Yifei hesitated, walked up to Ye Fan, closed his eyes, and was about to kiss Ye Fan on the cheek.

However, at this contact, a soft cool sensation came out, and even a tongue came towards him.

Yes!

When she opened her eyes and found that the two were looking at each other, Liu Yifei screamed, her first kiss was gone?

"You ......" Liu Yifei looked at Ye Fan with red cheeks.

"Together, together!"

The audience was in a hurry again.

"This 100 million for the first kiss of the goddess has made a lot of money!" Ye Fan squinted his eyes and said with a look of enjoyment.

The concert ended soon, but Yang Wenhui obviously didn't plan to let Ye Fan go like this.

"Ye Fan, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"What bet?" Ye Fan asked casually.

"You're in a good car, let's compare it?

Gestures?

"You mean the two of us bump into each other to see whose hardness it is?"

As soon as Ye Fan's words came out, everyone laughed again.

See, this is Lord Shenhao, tens of millions of cars are going to play against people directly, who else dares to be such a dick?

Yang Wenhui's cheeks twitched, but thinking of his powerful driving skills, it was not too much of a problem to embarrass Ye Fan.

"I'm going to race with you, do you dare to come?" Yang Wenhui said defiantly.

Ye Fan waved his hand, "I'm not interested!" ”

"Don't you dare! I don't even dare to race cars, and I'm still shouting here, it's really not a seed! Yang Wenhui scoffed.

Lord Shenhao compares to him!

Lord Shenhao tortured him to death!

yes, fuck it!

The audience next to him cheered.

"Knock knock, as the host of the loser's subsystem, how can the car skills be bad, give the host the flying car magic skill and Yang Wenhui racing, and if you lose, you will be hit and killed by the car!"

Flying car skills?

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, could it be that he could still drift infinitely like playing a flying car now?

Will I admit it? I just don't want to bet with you for nothing, so let's talk about betting!

Ye Fan said casually.

At this time, Liu Yifei was also attracted over.

"If I lose, I'm donating 10 million to the poverty-stricken areas, how about it?"

Ten million? You're kidding me, at least 100 million!

Ye Fan said disdainfully.

"Yes, I lost, donate 100 million, but I have a request, if I win, you not only have to lose 100 million, this woman must have dinner with me tonight!"

A trace of greed flashed in Yang Wenhui's eyes.

"I promised you for her!" Ye Fan said seriously.

"Hey, who are you! Why promise him for me! Liu Yifei was angry, this guy took away his first kiss, not to mention, and now he is still making his own opinion, if he loses, then he will be in danger.

"Shut up and get in the car!" Ye Fan opened his mouth domineeringly, hugged Liu Yifei with one hand, hugged her to his car, and put one hand on Liu Yifei's buttocks.