Zhang Fan muttered, "Old guy, I still want to eat tender grass! Haha."

"What, it's so ugly."

"Nothing, when will we meet?"

“Eight o’clock.”

"The time is coming soon, let's go."

"Um."

Then Zhang Fan and Chen Yanxi took a car and ran towards Wanda Cinema.

Along the way, Zhang Fan forced himself to calm down, not thinking about Wang Cheng's affairs, and just chatting with Chen Yanxi.

Recently, after getting along with each other, Zhang Fan feels that Chen Yanxi is actually quite easy to get along with. Except for being a little serious occasionally, most of the time they are silly, quite pure, and have no bad intentions.

At around 7:50 pm, in a charcoal restaurant on the fourth floor of Kowloon Building.

Zhang Fan and Chen Yanxi booked a seat in the restaurant. Not long after they sat down, they saw a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing a big back, wearing a royal blue brand suit, with a face full of face. He looked at the imposing middle-aged man with a clutch under his armpit and walked over in all directions.

Zhang Fan saw Wu Zonghui's photo from Chen Yanxi, so he recognized it at a glance that the middle-aged man was Wu Zonghui.

Wu Zonghui carried his bag and looked around the restaurant for a while. When he saw Chen Yanxi on the corner table, his eyes suddenly lit up.

But immediately afterwards, when Wu Zonghui saw that there was a young man sitting next to Chen Yanxi, he frowned.

Chen Yanxi stood up and greeted her with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Wu, here is it."

Wu Zonghui's brows unfolded instantly, and he came to Chen Yanxi's table with a smile. He pulled open the chair and sat down opposite Chen Yanxi, glanced at Zhang Fan, and smiled at Chen Yanxi, "Yanxi, you will bring a military supervisor when you come out for dinner. You don't trust me!"

Chen Yanxi was embarrassed, "No! Mr. Wu, he is me...friend, he is the real master today, but in fact he wants to talk to you if he has something to do."

"Oh?" Wu Zonghui looked at Zhang Fan: "Brother, are you looking for me?"

While Wu Zonghui was looking at Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan was also looking at him, and paid special attention to his eyes.

Zhang Fan discovered that Wu Zonghui could not see any surprise in his eyes, nor was there any surprise.

This also shows that Wu Zonghui must have never met Zhang Fan, and that Wu Zonghui must have no idea about his son Wu Xiaofan and Zhang Fan.

"Well, there's something wrong." Zhang Fan nodded, smiled, and reached out to shake hands with Wu Zonghui.

"You guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Zhang Fan winked at Chen Yanxi. Although the latter was stupid, he understood and immediately found a reason to leave.

After seeing Chen Yanxi leave, Zhang Fan was silent for a while, and said to Wu Zonghui with thoughtful words: "Mr. Wu, is Wu Xiaofan your son?"

Wu Zonghui had a slight smile of playing cards on his face. He put his hands in his pockets and nodded slightly: "It's my second son."

Zhang Fan pondered and said, "That's right. Recently, I had a dispute with your son. I took action and entered the police station. After coming out of the police station, he found me again and found a group of social people, staring at me all the time. I was quite troubled by this."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Wu Zonghui's face gradually subsided and he asked, "What's the reason?"

Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment and said bluntly: "The day before yesterday, we had a quarrel, and then we started. Then Wu Xiaofan called a group of people and called me and my friend. After entering the police station, the official adjustments were made. He paid 30,000 yuan. I thought this was over, but I didn't expect that your son was so competitive that he actually found someone to pester me again. Just this afternoon, he captured my friend. Now my friend doesn't know whether he is alive or dead."

Wu Zonghui responded with no expression on his face: "Brother, I think you got the wrong partner. Xiaofan has long been an adult. For things like this, I, a father, have no right to care about him. If you feel that he is doing something wrong, you can find an official response instead of coming to me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan frowned immediately.

He could hear that Wu Zonghui's intention of favoritism was obvious, and he obviously didn't want to care.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's face became a little stiff: "Mr. Wu, after hearing what you said, it seems that your son has nothing to do with you. If that's the case... If one day, Wu Xiaofan lacks arms and legs, don't blame me for not reminding me!"

Hearing this, Wu Zonghui raised his eyebrows and stared at Zhang Fan with a slightly crooked neck: "Are you threatening me?"

Zhang Fan also looked at him coldly: "Is this a threat?"

"Swish"

Wu Zonghui leaned back slightly, lay on the chair, unbuttoned the suit, put his hands on his hips, stared at Zhang Fan with his sensation, and said without an expression: "Young man, don't speak too badly. If you really have the strength, you can't use the relationship of a little girl to invite me to meet here. I don't care what happened between you and Xiaofan, just talk about the matter. Your attitude today! I don't like it very much!"

Zhang Fan teased: "How can you like that? Just kneel down and kowtow to you?"

"Haha, your level is too low! We have nothing to talk about." Wu Zonghui pulled out the chair and stood up, glanced at Zhang Fan coldly: "Listen, my son is too spoiled, I'll wait for you to remove his arm or leg!"

As he said that, Wu Zonghui got up and walked outside the restaurant.

Zhang Fan looked at Wu Zonghui's back with an ugly face. After a while of silence, he suddenly shouted: "Mr. Wu! Don't think you are very energetic in society! I just don't like this kind of circle, otherwise, you are just starting out and I will reach the end. Do you believe it?"

Wu Zonghui turned his head, looked at Zhang Fan with disdain, and then whispered: "Silly x, those who don't know are fearless!"

As he said that, Wu Zonghui left strode away, and even met Chen Yanxi who had just come out of the bathroom and left without saying hello.

Chen Yanxi walked over, with a look of disappointment in her beautiful eyes: "Have you broken down?"

Zhang Fan nodded: "Yes! It's broken, I'm too straight and he's too arrogant!"

"He does have proud capital." Chen Yanxi whispered: "It only took about twenty years to start from scratch, and it has been worth hundreds of millions of dollars."

"I know, this is also a man who started his business by wiping the border." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice: "Okay, Yanxi, don't worry about it next, just send me Wu Xiaofan's number!"

"What do you want his number?"

"What can I do? Let's have a chat with him."

"I blocked his number." Chen Yanxi said with a pout, then took out her cell phone, carefully retrieved the call record, and searched it on it. After a while, she said: "It should be this, please remember it, 186xxxx..."

Zhang Fan called directly according to this number.
Chapter completed!