Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 109 Today is another day of envying Wanyu.

He didn't refuse; he took out his phone, opened Green Bubble, and tapped on his own QR code.

A soft "beep" sounded.

Miao Zi's face blossomed into an even brighter smile:

"Mr. Ye, the friend request has been sent. Please accept it when you have some free time later."

She smoothly put away her phone and business card holder, and gracefully sat back in her seat. The whole process was calm and composed, demonstrating her excellent professionalism.

Wen Yan explained:

"Providing clients with a personal secretary is an extremely rare and top-tier benefit within our ICBC. Only high-quality clients like Mr. Ye can enjoy such treatment."

This illustrates both scarcity and is a subtle compliment.

Ye Fan didn't speak. His gaze lingered for a moment on Wen Yan's eager and expectant face, then swept over Miao Zi's calm and focused expression.

finally.

His lips curled up slightly, forming a knowing smile.

Wen Yan caught this subtle expression, and a huge weight was lifted from his heart! His face immediately filled with a knowing and relieved smile.

We're all smart people; we all know what's what, so there's no need to say anything.

The atmosphere then became much more relaxed.

Wen Yan skillfully steered the conversation towards the local customs and culture of Nanjing, interesting anecdotes about Nanjing University, and even some technological products that young people like these days.

Ye Fan responded occasionally, his attitude amiable.

Chen Wanyu sat quietly to the side, trying to process the huge amount of information she had received that night.

My thoughts have already drifted far away.

......

The meal took two hours to finish.

It was past 9 o'clock when the group came out of Huanhua Residence.

Wen Yan insisted on personally escorting Ye Fan and Chen Wanyu to the parking lot.

He only slowly withdrew his gaze after watching the sleek taillights of the Ferrari disappear around the street corner, letting out a long sigh of relief, his face a mixture of relief and excitement at completing a major task.

Tonight was worth it!

Chen Wanyu leaned back in the leather passenger seat, her eyes somewhat vacant, her brows slightly furrowed.

The scene from the dinner party kept replaying in her mind: President Wen was eloquently introducing the top-tier VIP services, his attitude so humble it was almost obsequious.

And what about Ye Fan?

He mostly listened, occasionally throwing out one or two key questions, and eventually started chatting about everyday things.

From beginning to end, he neither explicitly agreed to join the VIP group nor refused.

"Do rich people... always talk about things in such a vague and ambiguous way?"

She couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Did it work out or not?"

She felt like she was listening to a foreign language, completely baffled, yet too embarrassed to ask the enigmatic man beside her.

A strong sense of frustration welled up inside me.

As a flight attendant, she considered herself to have seen a bit of the world, having flown to different cities and met all sorts of people.

But tonight's experience shattered her previous understanding like a heavy hammer blow.

The enormous wealth gap and the subtlety and wit unique to the top circles made her realize for the first time what "class differences" truly meant.

Looking back, I realize I acted like a complete country bumpkin tonight.

She had many suitors, but at this moment, standing next to Ye Fan, she felt an indescribable sense of inferiority welling up inside her, as if she were an ugly duckling who had mistakenly entered Swan Lake.

Ye Fan keenly noticed her silence and absent-mindedness.

What are you spacing out for?

Ye Fan's voice broke the silence, carrying a hint of lazy casualness:

"Call your colleagues and ask them to come out."

"what!"

Chen Wanyu snapped back to reality, looking at Ye Fan blankly like a startled fawn:

"Who...who are you calling? Why are you calling?"

She didn't immediately realize what Ye Fan was referring to.

Ye Fan said calmly:

"Didn't your colleague say she was going to treat them to some fun when we came out? Let's go now, they can come out now too."

For him, taking a group of flight attendants to a bar was just a pittance of pocket money that slipped through his fingers, not even worth considering.

Moreover, in his previous life, he had never actually stepped into a bar.

"Okay."

Chen Wanyu nodded and sent a message to her best friend Leng Jinyan on her phone.

Which bar should we go to?

Ye Fan didn't answer immediately. Instead, he picked up his phone and quickly swiped his fingers across the screen, seemingly searching.

A few seconds later, he called out a name: "Kaos".

He didn't know much about the bars in Nanjing, so he just searched for the most popular one.

Chen Wanyu paused, then looked up at Ye Fan:

"Kaos?"

She was quite familiar with the name. Her colleagues who flew the Nanjing route often mentioned it in casual conversation; it was widely recognized as the pinnacle of Nanjing's nightlife scene, with shockingly high prices.

She instinctively became worried:

"Is Kaos...too expensive? I have seven or eight colleagues..."

Thinking about the potential bill amount, she couldn't help but add:

"Besides, they were just joking. It's past 9 pm on a weekend night, Kaos is definitely packed, all the booths must be booked long ago, right? How about we go somewhere else? I know a quiet bar that's pretty nice..."

Hearing her words, Ye Fan thought to himself: Are you still dazed from eating? Do you think I'm short of money?

"It's okay, just send them this address."

As he spoke, he slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road into the temporary parking area.

With one hand, he opened the Green Bubble interface and clicked to accept Miao Zi's friend request, while with the other hand, he gently stroked Chen Wanyu's thigh.

As soon as he accepted the request, Miao Zi sent him a message.

"Mr. Ye, please take good care of me in the future. You can contact me with any financial problems you may have. In addition, I am available 24 hours a day to provide you with the most considerate service for your daily needs."

"Life's necessities..."

Ye Fan's gaze lingered on those five words for half a second, a playful smile curving his lips.

He chuckled softly and whispered:

"Let's talk about that later."

immediately.

He swiped his finger across the screen quickly, opened the dial pad, found the number he had just saved, and dialed it.

The other party answered quickly.

"Mr. Ye, how may I help you?"

Miao Zi's clear, pleasant voice, tinged with a professional sweetness and undeniable competence, came from the other end of the phone.

Clearly, she had already pinned Ye Fan's number to the top of her chat list and added a note to it.

Ye Fan skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point:

"Book me a booth at Kaos now."

"OK."

Miao Zi, on the other side, calmly said:

"Do you have any specific requirements regarding the booth seating? For example, what is your preferred location, budget, or what drinks would you like to reserve?"

"No need for anything too complicated, just book a slightly larger one that can seat seven or eight people."

Miao Zi replied:

"Okay, please wait a moment. I'll contact the Kaos account manager immediately. It should be booked in about 5 minutes. Once you arrive at Kaos, just go to the front desk and give them your name and this mobile number."

"Um."

Ye Fan responded and hung up the phone decisively.

He put away his phone, restarted the engine, and the Ferrari's deep roar rose again, merging into the night traffic.

.......

at the same time.

In a twin room at the All Seasons Hotel.

Leng Jinyan was sharing a bed with several female flight attendants from the same flight, snacking and watching a popular TV series.

Suddenly, Leng Jinyan's phone screen lit up, showing a WeChat message from Chen Wanyu.

She clicked on it casually, and after just one glance, her eyes widened instantly.

"ah--!!!"

A scream loud enough to lift the roof off burst from her mouth.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Yan Yan, are you seeing a ghost?"

The other girls were startled and gathered around.

Leng Jinyan was so excited she almost dropped her phone, pointing at the screen and rambling incoherently:

"Quick...look! Wan Yu sent a message! Ye Fan! Ye Fan is really inviting us to a bar! To Kaos! Kaos, sisters!"

"Wow~"

"Really? Kaos?"

"I didn't expect Wanyu's boyfriend to be so generous. We just casually mentioned it, and he really wanted to treat us to a bar!"

"Thank you, Wanyu. I've always wanted to go, but it's too expensive for me, boohoo~"

"Today is another day of envying Wanyu."

"Quick, quick! Touch up your makeup! Change your clothes! What are you waiting for, watching TV?!"

Ye Fan and Chen Wanyu were unaware of their movements.