Although Xia Yaoguang has a noble temperament, a careless person gets familiar with Ye Fan after a few words. He also said that he would go to a movie alone with Ye Fan in the evening. In short, Ye Fan is very embarrassed.

After dinner, Xia Yaoguang came to Nantian building. Xia Yaoguang began to get serious and discussed the establishment, construction, operation and future development plan of the company with Meng Qingyi.

This is enough to reflect Xia Yaoguang's professionalism.

Ye Fan has nothing to do and is about to go out to find Wan Guihai. Meng Qingyi shouted, "Xiao Fan, go to Zijun mansion."

"Song Shao said to find you a good job. Whether you want it or not, you have to go and see it. After all, we get a lot of care from others. I'm sorry we don't go."

"All right."

Ye Fan is helpless and drives to Zijun mansion.

This car is a BMW 730, the car of Xia Yaoguang. She can't come to Nanling without a car. Meng Qingyi wanted to buy it for her, but Xia Yaoguang resolutely disagreed.

Xia Yaoguang is also a little rich woman.

Family conditions are good. Although their parents are not rich, they also belong to the big middle class.

Soon, I arrived at Zijun mansion.

This is the headquarters of Zijun Prefecture. It is incomparably brilliant and high-end. Compared with this, Zijun Prefecture in Changning is like a calf and an elephant, which can't be compared at all.

There are all kinds of luxury cars in the square in front of Zijun mansion.

Ye Fan's BMW 730 belongs to the second gear. Most of them are sports cars. Ferrari, Lamborghini, koniseg, Bentley and so on seem to be the cars of the rich second generation.

"Hello, sir. Please show me your membership card."

"Membership card?"

As soon as the receptionist heard this, she immediately knew that Ye Fan didn't have a membership card, and her attitude became a lot colder.

"Our Zijun mansion is a private restaurant. You can only get in and out after someone introduces you and applies for a membership card. If you don't have a membership card, do you have an introducer? Show me your certificate and you can also enter."

"Song Nanyang called me."

"Song Nanyang, how old is the Song family?" the receptionist was surprised and immediately looked at Ye Fan. She was dressed in ordinary clothes and didn't know the rich young master. She asked, "is there any proof?"

"Just go and inform."

"Sorry, you can't report if you want to. What should I do if I disturb Mr. Song? Are you responsible? I think you'd better call Mr. Song."

Ye Fan said coldly, "there's no phone for him."

The receptionist was impatient and hummed, "you have nothing. You just want to enter Zijun mansion with one mouth. Are you kidding? Well, wait here."

"Xiao Lan, what's the matter?"

"Elder sister, this man has no membership card and no proof. He said Song Shao called him. I think he just wants to get in."

A woman who looked like a foreman came out, glanced at Ye Fan and said disdainfully, "everyone wants to enter Zijun house and take Zijun house as something. You leave quickly and don't pestle in front of the restaurant, which will affect the image of our restaurant."

Ye Fan doesn't move.

What kind of person he is, his status and mood are not comparable to ordinary people. Why be angry with a few mole ants.

In addition, Ye Fan is as clear as a mirror. He knows that song Nanyang must have arranged this. He deliberately humiliates him, makes trouble for him, and gives him a bully.

Normally, when song Nanyang calls him, he will arrange someone to meet him outside.

Ye Fanzheng was worried that he had no excuse to attack song Nanyang in front of Meng Qingyi. Wasn't this delivered to the door, so he didn't waste half a word and turned around and left.

"Huh?"

Several receptionists were confused.

Indeed, as Ye Fan expected, song Nanyang arranged for them to make things difficult and humiliating. He thought Ye Fan would be furious, but he left like this.

What can I do?

Just then, he shouted, "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye!"

A man in a suit ran out of Zijun mansion, came to Ye Fan and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry I'm late. I didn't expect you to come so soon. Come on, please come inside. My young master has been waiting for a long time."

"I don't deserve to enter Zijun mansion. I'd better forget it."

"These girls are not sensible. Why should Mr. Ye bother with them?" said the suit man, winking at the back.

Several receptionists hurriedly came and said apologetically; "Mr. Ye, I'm so sorry. We have no eyes. I didn't expect that you were really invited by song Shao. Please go in quickly. Otherwise, song Shao will punish us. We are just small people and can't afford it."

"Yes, Mr. Ye, please don't be angry."

"Mr. Ye, these girls know they are wrong, you see?" the suit man smiled all over his face.

Ye Fan hums coldly and strides into Zijun mansion.

When I came to the luxury box, I heard song Nanyang's laughter: "brother ye, you're finally here. Sit down."

"What can I do for you?"

Ye Fan sat down and asked directly.

In addition to song Nanyang, there is a man in the box. He is a fat man, about the same age as song Nanyang.

"Brother, I'm in such a hurry. I must have told you that Qingyi also mentioned it on the plane to introduce you to a good job."

"Tell me."

Ye Fan was shaking his own voice tiktok, and his head was not raised.

The fat man was dissatisfied with this attitude and said coldly, "brother Yang, your brother is rebellious. I'm afraid I can't accept it."

"Being young and frivolous is a good thing. Besides, don't you need such subordinates?" Song Nanyang said.

Then he looked at Ye Fan and explained, "this is my friend Ding Chunbo, the young master of the Ding family in Nanling. The family is in the business of entertainment clubs. Ding Shao recently opened a large bar and needs security."

Suddenly, Ye Fan looked up and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "do you want me to be a security guard?"

"No, no, No."

Song Nanyang waved his hand and said with a smile, "I misunderstood you. You've been a soldier. You're good at it. It's too wronged to let you be a security guard."

"Be the security captain," said Ding Chunbo.

"My bar is very big. There are 50 security guards. It's prestige for you to be the captain and let you manage 50 people. The salary is 20000 a month, which is rich enough. If brother Yang hadn't introduced me, I wouldn't have given you this position."

Song Nanyang then said, "security captain, 50 younger brothers, 20000 monthly salary, free drinking in the bar, which is a good treatment. Brother, it's not easy for me to get it for you. Don't let me down."

Ye Fan ponders. To tell you the truth, it's a little unexpected.

This job and salary are really very good. Many men break their heads when they go to recruit.

I thought song Nanyang would humiliate him for a garbage job. I didn't expect it to be this.

Or is it that in the eyes of song Nanyang, this job is very, very poor, which can humiliate him?

There was a story on the Internet before.

In order to pretend to be poor, the rich second generation lied to his girlfriend to see if his girlfriend really liked him, so he lied to her that his family only had a large flat floor of 180 square meters, an Audi A6 and a deposit of one million.

The rich second generation believes that no matter how poor people are.

"Brother, brother."

"What are you thinking? Say something back."

Ye Fan returns to his senses and knows he won't agree. Song Nanyang will definitely chew his tongue in Meng Qingyi's ear and say that he is ambitious, lazy and lazy.

In addition, in short, Meng Qingyi didn't say anything. Xia Yaoguang must also have some ideas.

So Ye Fan answered, "OK, I promise."

"That's right. It's not in vain."

Song Nanyang nodded with satisfaction, "Lao Ding, you should arrange as soon as possible and take good care of my little brother."

"Don't worry."

Ding Chunbo and Ye Fan exchanged contact information, so they said, "my bar is not far from Nantian building. It's a street away. It's called the 'charm city'. You report tomorrow morning, and the bar manager will arrange it for you."