"No need, just have a better memory next time."

"Remember, be a calm person."

Ye Fan didn't have the same knowledge as him. After saying a few words, he immediately went into the restaurant to gather with Qiu Mucheng and the others.

However, Han Feifei and the others obviously didn't want Ye Fan to have dinner with them, so they didn't even leave a seat for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was not angry about their little actions, so he moved the seat from the side and squeezed in.

"Mu Cheng, move over there and leave some space for me."

Ye Fan whispered, Qiu Mucheng nodded, and gave up a seat for Ye Fan to let him sit in.

"I'm so embarrassed to insert it if I don't have a seat?"

"I'm so shameless!" Han Feifei snorted coldly and whispered.

Han Li and others looked at Ye Fan with disgust.

But I didn't say anything more, and I thought I was sorry for him.

Afterwards, Han Li and others started chatting with Sun Yuhao and laughing, and asked Qiu Mucheng a few times from time to time.

For a moment, the people on the table were talking and laughing, and were having fun.

However, Han Li and others did not pay any attention to Ye Fan, and no one said a word to Ye Fan.

They ignored them, and Ye Fan was too lazy to make things boring, so he just lowered his head and ate vegetables and drank tea.

That lonely look was like an abandoned son who was abandoned by the whole world, but so lonely.

Seeing Ye Fan's lonely and pitiful look, Sun Yuhao felt more and more proud in his heart, shook his head and smiled.

Ye Fan, Ye Fan, this is the difference between you, a countryman and us.

It's like a world across.

Poor people should stay in the poor world. You, Mu Cheng, and us, are not people from the same world.

Sun Yuhao smiled proudly, and then he even picked up the wine pot and poured wine for everyone, but he didn't give it to Ye Fan, as if he was deliberately isolated Ye Fan.

"Master, master~"

However, when Sun Yuhao, Han Feifei and others looked down on Ye Fan with disdain, no one saw it. Not far away, Peng Zhenying, the manager of the restaurant, was also watching Ye Fan.

"Master, what are you talking about?" the subordinate next to him asked in confusion.

Peng Zhenying pointed to Ye Fan's direction: "Did you see that table of people?"

"At that table, almost everyone was wearing famous brands, but the only young man was wearing simple clothes."

"As the saying goes, the more you lack something, the more you want to show off."

"Only the poor can wear luxury brands, but the real top rich people are simple and low-key."

"Just like my richest man in China, Jack Ma, usually wears white short-sleeved clothes, and wears ordinary clothes."

"But are they really ordinary?"

"Of course not!"

"The dignity of these masters is engraved in their bones and does not need to be expressed by vulgar things."

Peng Zhenying was very clear, and his subordinates on the side kept nodding, only thinking it made sense.

"Also, you can see again."

"The rest of the people at that table were talking and laughing, and were very lively. But the only young man, who was out of the matter, rarely participated in their conversations."

"You said, why is this?"

Peng Zhenying paused for a moment, then continued to say, and his words were full of admiration: "This is the coldest place."

"The height of that young man is no longer within the vulgar people next to him."

"They are like people from two worlds."

"One is a top-notch powerful man with a wealthy family, and the other side is a rural villager who is barely living."

"What do you think can there be something to say between that young gentleman and the humble rural villager?"

"That's true, that's true."

Peng Zhenying couldn't help but sigh, and was full of admiration and admiration for Ye Fan.
Chapter completed!