A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 145

Li Xiao-Hong remembered. Her first meeting with Ye Fan had taken place at Hongqi Bank.

At that time, she had really thought that Ye Fan was a low-profile scion of a wealthy family. After all, even her boss at the bank had treated him so courteously.

Afterward, at Sheng Tian Restaurant, Master Li Er had respectfully invited Ye Fan to dinner. That incident had further cemented her belief that Ye Fan was the scion of a wealthy family. But during their time here, he had revealed that he was actually the son of a poor countryside woman. And so, Li Xiao-Hong finally realized that she had been under a misunderstanding all along.

The truth was, Ye Fan was just like her. They were both from poor families.

People like them faced an immense amount of pressure and mockery, if they wanted to climb up the ladder of success. Li Xiao-Hong understood that more clearly than most people, because she too was the child of a rural farming family.

And Li Xiao-Hong finally understood why Ye Fan had helped her with her work and obtained justice for her when they ran into each other at Sheng Tian Restaurant. He had done all that because he had seen a reflection of himself in her.

But Ye Fan was different from her.

Li Xiao-Hong could sense an extraordinary aura exuding from this man.

And that was why she believed that Ye Fan's future accomplishments would not be lesser than those of Master Li Er's and Master Lei San's.

However, when Wang Yu heard what she said, he laughed out loud.

"Him?"

"He wants to catch up to Master Li Er and Master Lei San?"

"What a joke!”

"Even if we give him thirty years, no, three hundred years, he is still not going to be

able to do it."

"He is a country bumpkin and he is destined to live out his life in squalor."

"These days, a person without connections or background can never hope to succeed."

"You can keep on daydreaming!"

Wang Yu laughed mockingly and then stared coldly at Ye Fan. "Ye Fan, I am not trying to put you down. But this is how our society works. There is a gap between the upper-class and the lower-class."

"You are one of the lower class, so you should know your place and your own limits. Rather than devoting your thoughts to unrealistic endeavors, isn't it better to spend your energy doing farm work at home? You should be thinking about things like getting a better harvest."

"Miss Chen, am I right?" "Haha~ Wang Yu laughed heartily. After disparaging Ye Fan, he looked at Chen Nan and spoke in a sincere manner.

"Miss Chen, this is why when you are looking for a partner, you should look for someone from a wealthy family. Someone like Young Master Liu, for example."

"If you stay with a country bumpkin, then you will have to spend the rest of your life on a small plot of land in a farming village."

"Everyday, you will look down on the soil and expose your back to the sun. You will do the most menial work and get the lowest return for your labor."

"You will be doing the same work day in and day out. Is that the kind of life you want for yourself?"

Wang Yu did his best to flatter his young boss, and so the latter's mood improved immensely. Liu Jia-Wei sat up straighter and, to show off his wealth, he rolled up his sleeve to reveal the Rolex watch on his wrist.

Chen Nan merely smiled and nodded her head. She did not reply to any of their questions.

From the beginning to the end, both Wang Yu and Liu Jia-Wei had no idea that Chen Nan only saw them as buffoons.

Her father was the King of Jiangdong, Chen Ao. In terms of power and wealth, Chen Nan's family was worth much more than a hundred Liu Jia-Weis.

She was already living in wealth, so there was no need for her to play up to a nouveau riche like Liu Jia-Wei.

Therefore, from the very beginning, she had not paid attention to Liu Jia-Wei's and Wang Yu's braggings.

But both Chen Nan and Ye Fan had not bothered to explain anything. They simply allowed Wang Yu and Liu Jia-Wei to continue their performance and listened to the duo's braggings as if they were jokes.

But the pitiable Li Xiao-Hong was still kept in the dark, so she continued to speak up for Ye Fan.

"You stupid wretch! You shut your mouth now!"

"What the hell do you know?”

And every time she spoke up for Ye Fan, she would get a tongue-lashing from her uncle.

While Ye Fan's group was having their conversation, the organizers had already finished setting up the venue and all the VIPs had taken their seats.

According to their seating arrangement, it was obvious that the Jiangdong leaders were divided into two factions.

On one side was the Eastern Jiangdong Faction led by the King of Jiangdong, Chen Ao. And on the other side was the Western Jiangdong Faction led by the number one tycoon, Zhao Wu-Ji.

"Mm? Mr. Chen, why did you change your fighter?"

"Where is that brat you have pinned all your hopes on? Where is that Mr. Chu?"

"Didn't you just tell us confidently that this Mr. Chu would be able to turn back the tide of defeat?"

"Why are you acting like a scaredy cat now?”