Xia Bingqing mentioned getting off the car and left without looking back.
She was very cool.
Chen Fan said with a half-smile, "This woman, she hasn't made a mistake yet, just that her mouth is a bit stubborn sometimes!"
Honestly, Chen Fan was quite drawn to girls who appeared cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
He sighed again.
"Not to mention the last few days, didn't San Yan come looking for us yesterday?"
He muttered to himself.
He sent a message to Wang Rongrong, asking her to come for an interview at Bingqing Beauty.
When Wang Rongrong received the message, she was so excited she couldn't close her mouth, jumping up and down on the bed, doing somersaults back and forth.
"O-yes, Little Fan Ge found me a job!"
"That's great!"
...
Meanwhile, on Hei Long's side, his gaze fixed on San Yan with a deep intensity. He hadn't expected him to be defeated and roared, "San Yan, you're my number one enforcer, what happened? You couldn't even take care of a bumpkin who just came down the mountain?"
San Yan was bruised and swollen, his hands wrapped in bandages, and he stammered, "Long... Brother Long, this bumpkin's strength is truly extraordinary. We were tricked by Xia Wentao. If that Chen Fan was an ordinary person, easy to deal with, would San Yan still need us?"
Hei Long's face darkened. He felt there was some truth to what San Yan said. He asked again, "Is it because you didn't bring enough men?"
San Yan sighed helplessly, "In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people you bring, it's useless. To put it bluntly, bringing more people is just sending them to their deaths! Brother Long, don't forget, before, at Niutou Mountain, our men were beaten up by this Chen Fan!"
"This..." Hei Long frowned, unable to speak. His expression was more than just ugly. He, Hei Long, had been famous in Lincheng for a long time, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? He clenched his fist and said, "No, I, Hei Long, cannot let a bumpkin disgrace me. You immediately gather the brothers and go after him again. I don't believe it, with fifty or a hundred men, they still won't be his match!"
"Go get him, no discussion!"
San Yan, having been beaten by Chen Fan, was afraid of him and unwilling to court disaster. However, he couldn't disobey Hei Long's orders. He sighed helplessly, "Long... Brother Long, do we really have to go?"
"Go!" Hei Long's attitude was firm.
"I don't believe he, alone, can be your match!"
San Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, then hobbled off to gather his subordinates.
At this time, below the Bingqing Beauty building, Chen Fan was leaning against his car, playing with his phone.
"Hi!"
A playful voice sounded.
Chen Fan turned around, and standing before him was Wang Rongrong, a radiant smile on her face. "Little Fan Ge, I passed my interview and am now a member of Bingqing Beauty! Thank you so much, hehe!"
Seeing Wang Rongrong so happy, Chen Fan felt relieved and said, "As long as you're happy, and don't cry anymore in the future!"
Wang Rongrong chuckled sheepishly and replied, "Little Fan Ge, you're always joking around. I promise I won't cry anymore!"
"Work hard and earn money to support your family!"
Chen Fan responded, "That's more like it!"
Wang Rongrong was overjoyed that her interview was successful and she had found a job. She insisted on treating Chen Fan to a meal.
Chen Fan couldn't refuse. After sending Xia Bingqing home in the evening, he went to a roadside stall to eat with Wang Rongrong.
Others might look down on such roadside stalls, but Chen Fan was different; he loved places filled with the aroma of life.
Wang Rongrong said, "Little Fan Ge, we'll make do with this for today. Once I start earning, I'll definitely treat you to a big meal, okay!"
Chen Fan smiled and agreed, "Alright!"
As they were eating, twenty to thirty people suddenly rushed out from across the road...