69: Chapter 69 Words Become Law

"Jiang Lan, come with me to the alumni reunion."

"Ah!"

Jiang Lan glanced at Li Anlan. Seeing that she had no reaction, she said, "Okay, I listen to my boss."

"Do I need to change clothes?"

"No need. Just wear what you usually wear. You don't need to show anyone face."

Jiang Lan usually dressed quite youthfully and energetically.

Besides, she was now the Vice President of an investment firm. While others might feel compelled to dress formally to meet her, she had no need to dress formally herself.

"Is a JK uniform okay?"

Jiang Lan was mainly dressing for Yang Fan; she didn't care about the opinions of others. She was, of course, aware of her own advantages.

"Sure."

"Cough cough."

"Remember to wear over-the-knee black stockings!" Yang Fan added.

Jiang Lan nodded with a smile; she was still aware of some of Yang Fan's preferences, after all, having spent so much time together.

Tang Xue was watching from the side; she had already learned to be smart and stopped responding to Yang Fan's words. Either she'd get hit, or she'd get roasted—why make herself uncomfortable?

By evening, Yang Fan's motorcade had already arrived downstairs at the hotel. This place looked quite nice.

Bai Jingtian was already waiting for him. Seeing Yang Fan's grand display, he made a tut-tutting sound.

"You're so young, yet you don't drive a sports car, and instead, you have all these steady, reliable cars?"

"I think my life is more important; sports cars don't suit me."

"Besides, I like cars with a larger rear seat space."

Yang Fan didn't need a sports car to pick up girls or anything anymore. To him, that was too low-class.

Bai Jingtian understood in a second. Yang Fan really knew how to play. He looked at the girls beside Yang Fan, almost drooling.

"Is this your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, let's go. Has everyone arrived upstairs yet?"

The group walked into the hotel.

"Pretty much. But I heard from the Counselor that they also invited some elite alumni from the past."

"It seems this isn't just a simple reunion."

If it were just an invitation to them, Yang Fan felt it would be about networking, but with people from the past involved, it was different.

Arriving at the restaurant, the place had already been booked out. After all, they were finance students, and quite a few came from wealthy families. It was only Yang Fan, the idiot, who had no money at home yet still signed up for finance.

Yang Fan and his group's arrival caused quite a stir among many people. However, many others didn't even move.

"These people are really stupid; they can't even tell the difference between real money and fake money."

Someone pointed at those who were greeting Yang Fan and said.

"It's obviously a script. If he really had any strength, it would have been exposed long ago. The upper circle of Magic City is so big; this person doesn't exist at all."

"I asked my dad too; there is no such person. I suspect the women around him are all rented to save face."

"I think so too. Let's go get contact information later; this guy doesn't know where he rented such a goddess from."

The entire 57th floor became lively because of Yang Fan's arrival.

Ling Wei also walked over at this moment.

"Yang Fan, your temperament has changed a lot."

"Counselor, your temperament is even better than before!"

Yang Fan was referring to her mature womanly charm!

Ling Wei was 167cm tall, with an oval face, good features, delicate and charming, radiating the appeal of a mature woman. When she smiled, she had a kind of intellectual beauty.

Her brown hair, which fell just past her shoulders, draped over her shoulders, revealing a fair swan-like neck.

She wore a white, translucent shirt on her upper body; with the light, one could see her undergarments and abdominal muscles.

On her lower body, she wore beige, ultra-short casual suit pants and a pair of white casual sneakers.

Yang Fan looked at her and found it hard to believe she was almost 40 years old; after all, he knew her daughter was already in her teens.

"You've graduated; you don't need to call me Counselor anymore."

"You can call me Sister Ling, or Sister Wei."

Ling Wei brushed her hair back. She discovered that Yang Fan's temperament had undergone a qualitative change. Before, it was stoic; now, it gave off a kingly aura.

"Okay, Sister Ling, let's sit on the sofa and talk."

The group sat down on the sofa.

"Did you make some kind of fortune recently? I see you're very popular on the school's internet!"

Ling Wei knew Yang Fan's family situation; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so protective of him when he was disobedient and skipped classes.

"I started a tiny company; it doesn't make much money."

Yang Fan said modestly. After all, even tobacco companies are 'tiny companies,' so saying that wasn't really anything.

"I saw online that Qin Fan and the others apologized to you? Is it fake?"

Ling Wei was confused.

"Just like what they are discussing, it's all a script, fake. If you take it seriously, wouldn't you be a fool!"

Yang Fan pointed at those people who were discussing them.

Ling Wei blushed; she had actually taken it seriously. Although videos can lie, a person's temperament cannot. The kind of person one is determines the actions they take, which forms a certain temperament.

"I feel like something major must have happened to you."

Yang Fan smiled and didn't speak. A woman's sixth sense is really accurate.

At this moment, those people who were gossiping walked over and sat down opposite them.

"Yang Fan, your female companion is quite beautiful. Why don't you introduce her to us? Where did you pay to rent her from?"

Yang Fan ignored them. Talking too much to the mentally challenged will lower your own intelligence.

"Li Jiaqi, don't look down on people with dog eyes."

Bai Jingtian saw Yang Fan didn't react, so he retorted.

"Heh, Bai Jingtian, you good-for-nothing parasite, do you have any right to speak here?"

Li Jiaqi stood up, walked to Jiang Lan's side, and reached out, saying:

"Beauty, how much did Yang Fan pay you? I'll give you 10 times that to come with me!"

Jiang Lan looked at him curiously. So rich?

"My boss already gave me 500 million. You want to give me 10 times that?"

Jiang Lan wasn't lying; he really had given her over 500 million. She had received half of the proceeds from Li Anlan's jewelry at that auction.

Li Jiaqi's hand froze in mid-air. How much? Was she sure she was talking about money? And not some male... that thing?

Yang Fan laughed. He had never seen someone act so pretentious, coming up and offering 10 times the amount.

"I think this person's hand looks very awkward."

Yang Fan said inexplicably.

Tang Xue stepped forward directly, grabbed the other guy's arm, and kicked him. The sound of broken bones could be heard throughout the room.

Li Jiaqi didn't react at first, but after a few seconds, sweat began to drip from his forehead from the pain. He started screaming heart-rendingly.

The surrounding classmates and even Ling Wei were stunned. Yang Fan just said one sentence, and Li Jiaqi's hand was crippled.

A classmate following Li Jiaqi pointed at Yang Fan and said:

"You two aren't even married. What's wrong with Jiaqi wanting to make a friend? You actually had someone break his hand."

"This person's mouth is really annoying."

Yang Fan said another sentence.

Tang Xue sighed; making money was too hard. She was also afraid of hurting her own hand, so she grabbed a book, rolled it up, and slapped the person who had spoken. A flash of blood could be seen flying out; a tooth must have been knocked out.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back. This girl looked like a cute and sweet thing; who would have thought she was so violent? And her strength was ridiculously high—knocking someone's tooth out with a book?