my perfect female president

Chapter 223

"A vagrant? How is that possible?" Zhao Minghui didn't believe it, and smiled enthusiastically, "I just saw that Brother Ye drove a car with Miss Ye. If you are a vagrant, how can you afford to drive it?" What about a car like that?"

He called Ye Fan very kindly, and for Ye Juanjuan, he called Ye Damei.

Ye Fan didn't care about this title, even if Ye Juanjuan was dissatisfied, she didn't show it. Ye Fan attended such a boring party purely to accompany his sister, and he didn't have time to care about other things, as long as he made sure his sister was fine.

Only Zhao Minghui and He Yulian knew about the luxury car. Others didn't know about it, and they didn't have much interest. In their thinking, even if Ye Fan drove the car, what could it mean? It can be bought for tens of thousands of dollars The car is no big deal, if they know that the price of that luxury car is the same as Zhao Minghui's net worth, they will definitely fry it.

"The car belongs to someone else." Ye Fan said truthfully.

He Yulian wanted to make sure Ye Fan's words were true, so she looked at Ye Juanjuan and said, "Is that car someone else's?"

"It belongs to someone else." Ye Juanjuan said straightforwardly.

"It's straightforward, and he didn't hide it when he was driving someone else's car. He said it so straightforwardly. In my opinion, he must have swollen his face to pretend to be fat, and used someone else's car to show off his prestige, just as I guessed. At best, he is just a driver, a servant who drives for the rich." Zhao Minghui thought this way from the bottom of his heart, and had his own judgment on Ye Fan.

At this point, his contempt for Ye Fan is self-evident, a driver is just a servant, so there is nothing to pay attention to.

He Yulian had doubts in her heart, "This is not right. If the car really does not belong to Ye Fan, Ye Juanjuan should help her boyfriend cover it anyway. How could she ignore her boyfriend's face and tell the truth?"

"The topic is far away, don't you want to drink?" Zhao Minghui decided to pour Ye Fan down first.

After pouring the wine, Zhao Minghui said familiarly: "Come on, let us have a toast first, for the friendship of our classmates."

"Okay." Everyone raised their glasses and drank a glass together. The man drank white wine, and the woman took a sip of red wine.

"Brother, I offer you a toast." A man with a belly toasted Ye Fan.

Ye Fan glanced at the six or seven men present, the ready-to-move posture clearly meant to toast one by one, looking at the glass that could hold a drink or two, he thought calmly: "How many You guys who don't know what to do, if you want to pour me down, I'm afraid you are not qualified, I drink vodka as boiling water, how can this little wine get me?"

"What? Brother, look down on me?" Seeing Ye Fan pondering, the big-bellied man said with a smile.

"How can it be? I think you guys are planning to drink me up. Since that's the case, we don't have to hide. Let's just change to a bigger cup. Let me have a drink, and you have a drink. Come and fight with me one by one. How is it?" Ye Fan challenged silently.

When the other party seeks abuse, Ye Fan will naturally accept the move. By the way, he will pack up these people one by one, and he will lose his temper.

"Brother, be refreshing." The big-bellied man smiled strangely, and thought to himself; "Damn, if you want to die, then I will give it to you. Who doesn't know that I am the best drinker, and if you play tricks in front of me, you must be drunk to death. "

Two large glasses are set up, and only two glasses are poured for a bottle of wine.

Ye Juanjuan pinched Ye Fan full of worry, and said in a low voice, "Stop drinking, I'll tell you that you are preparing for pregnancy. As long as these guys have some humanity, they won't drink you."

"Look at how I deal with these impure-minded guys, don't worry." Ye Fan comforted me indifferently.

Others could not hear their words, but He Yulian was relatively close to Ye Juanjuan. Hearing Ye Juanjuan's words, she glanced at the two of them and murmured to herself, "Preparing for pregnancy? I don't know if this is an excuse? Or are they really Planning to have a baby?"

"Let's go." The big belly man smiled maliciously, and pointed at the cup provocatively.

Ye Fan casually picked up a cup and touched it with the big belly man.

Ye Fan was like drinking water, after two sips, half a catty of wine would go down his stomach.

The big belly man braced himself and drank a glass.

Immediately took the second cup, and Ye Fan quickly finished it.

The big-bellied man was also forced to a desperate situation, and he couldn't lose face, so he could only force him down.

After the third cup, Ye Fan looked like a normal person. On the other hand, the man with a big belly turned red and his body was unstable.

In less than half a minute, a catty and a half was eaten.

A big-bellied man can do it with a strong drink, but in Ye Fan's case, his strength is so weak compared to Ye Fan's. Usually he can kill two catties without any problem, but now he has a big problem and his body is wobbly , head dizzy, immediately unable to sit still.

"Are you all right?" Someone asked with concern.

The big-bellied man shook his head, bit the tip of his tongue, and said confidently, "It's okay."

"Can you still drink it?" Ye Fan pointed at the wine glass provocatively, and he returned the provocative move of the big belly man just now.

"Joke, I can't drink, how is it possible." The big belly man said.

After clinking the fourth cup, Ye Fan finished it all in one go.

The big belly man's eyes are blurred, but now, he can only drink it forcibly, even if he dies, he can't be looked down upon by Ye Fan. Besides, if he falls down, Zhao Minghui and others will definitely look down on him.

When the big belly man wanted to come, Ye Fan was about to get down, so he must not lose the chain at the critical moment, he could only think, because two or three Ye Fans appeared in front of him dangling in front of him. , he couldn't see Ye Fan clearly.

The big-bellied man drank more than half of the glass in one go, and a gust of wine fell into his stomach, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The big-bellied man let go of his hand, and the glass fell on the table, and his body fell backwards. His eyes were blurred all of a sudden, and they were closed immediately, as if someone who was overworked was suddenly discouraged.

"Ah, ah, are you okay? Is this what you are? You got drunk so soon." A man next to the big-bellied man was dumbfounded, and wanted to support the big-bellied man, but there was no way to hold him. It was like a ball of ooze fell to the ground, hitting the ground head first, making a muffled sound as it hit the floor.

The buddy who wanted to support the big-bellied man just grabbed the big-bellied man's arm, but he didn't have the strength to hold him.

"This?" Everyone looked at this step, looked at the appearance of the big-bellied man, and then at Ye Fan's appearance. They were surprised. The most drunk among them was so fast.

He Yulian blinked her eyes hard a few times, wanting to make sure that Ye Fan was really fine. Indeed, Ye Fan really didn't breathe a breath, and his face wasn't red. The wine seemed to be poured into the toilet, not like He drank it into his stomach, Ye Fan didn't look drunk after drinking a little wine.

"Shame." Zhao Minghui waited for a few men, panicking with embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)