Yang Fei found some information and found that it was getting late, so he borrowed a few books and asked him to come out for supper.

When he arrived at a nearby restaurant, Yang Fei ordered a few stir-fry dishes and smiled at An Ran, "The dishes in this restaurant are delicious, mainly clean."

An Ran nodded, looked at the restaurant, and asked, "When you were in school, were you having dinner here?"

"I have eaten here for a lot." Yang Fei said, "The price of this store is very reasonable."

An Ran smiled and said, "With your net worth, do you still have to pay attention to the unfair price? Are you doing it casually?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I don't care about food, it's clean and hygienic, spicy, and it's enough to fill my stomach."

An Ran didn't have much contact with him, but she had been together for a while and knew that what he said was not false, so she asked, "Then why are you working so hard to make money?"

"I don't care about food, but I care about other things." Yang Fei said, "There are so many uses of money. By the way, last time I heard from your grandfather that he could raise birds?"

"Yes, you have never been to my grandfather's house. He has raised birds for decades. There are several bird cages hanging on the balcony. Most of the birds he raises are naturally dead. He still needs to be buried solemnly!"

"I want to raise some birds in the reservoir villa of Taohua Village, and asked Sister Qingqing to take care of the house, but she doesn't know how to raise birds. I want to ask you if your grandfather can teach her when he has free time?"

"Okay, this is easy. My grandfather has free time. What birds are you planning to raise?"

"Thrush, lark, orchid, or parrot are all OK."

After the two of them finished their meal, Yang Fei took An Ran to the street and bought her a few sets of clothes, thinking that it was her reward. Because he knew that even if he gave An Ran money, she would not want it, so she might as well give her something, so she accepted it.

Yang Fei considered where to spend the night.

Siheyuan was the quietest, but he didn't know if Jiang Hanying had left, so of course he wouldn't take An Ran to Siheyuan rashly.

Although she brought An Ran over there, nothing big happened, Yang Fei still didn't want An Ran to meet Jiang Hanying in his heart.

Yang Fei's house near Qingda was always lived by him and Su Tong, and he usually did not take other women.

He still has a lot of real estate in Beijing, and it is enough to find a house to live in.

Yang Fei first went to the Wudaokou Meili Group branch, picked up a car, and then took An Ran to another house.

"Don't you go to the library tonight?" An Ran asked.

"I won't go anymore, I borrowed the book and checked the information at home tonight."

"You are the richest man I have ever met to study the most hard-working."

"What other rich men have you met?"

"It's only you."

“…”

Yang Fei was driving the car, but the speed was not fast.

Although there were not as many cars as in the Beijin at the end of 1998, the roads were not as wide as those in later generations. Relatively speaking, when it was time to be blocked, it still had to be blocked.

"Yang Fei, can you stop the car?" An Ran suddenly said, looking out the window with a shy face.

"Yes. What are you going to do?"

"I'll get out of the car and buy something."

"What's it?"

"If you don't tell you, there is a small supermarket next to you. If you park the car, I'll buy it."

"……All right."

Yang Fei leaned over and parked the car and opened the door for her.

Anran hurriedly got out of the car and entered the supermarket.

Yang Fei lit a cigarette, sucking while waiting for Anran.

At this time, a few whistles came from outside the car.

Yang Fei ignored it.

"Hey, drive the Volkswagen, move the car! You block my car!"

Yang Fei ignored it.

Before taking a few sips of a cigarette, I heard someone slap the car door.

Yang Fei glanced outside and saw a woman wearing a Mexican jazz hood slapped her car door vigorously.

"What are you doing?" Yang Fei asked.

"Driving the Volkswagen, I'm calling you! You blocked my car!"

Only then did Yang Fei realize that the Volkswagen he took from the group branch was a Volkswagen car. No wonder he called him to drive Volkswagen, but he didn't react.

"Have you blocked your car?" Yang Fei looked over and saw a red Ferrari sports car on the sidewalk not far behind.

The road is relatively narrow. Ferrari wanted to turn around, but was blocked by Yang Fei's rear car. It was a little bit short of it and couldn't fall.

Yang Fei said: "Sister, look, that's the sidewalk. Can you turn around? Hurry up and get the car straight and drive a while before turning around!"

"Hey, why are you like this? You ask for a moment, and you can give in!"

"Sister, this is not a question of whether I give in or not, it is that you have violated traffic rules."

"What's so great about you, a Volkswagen driver? I often run traffic lights in this area! Not to mention turning around on the sidewalk, even if I drive a car on this road, no one dares to care about me! Believe it or not, see what car I drive? Ferrari!"

Yang Fei looked at her speechlessly, thinking that there is still such a person in this world?

Faced with such a person, Yang Fei didn't even have the intention to reason.

"I'll leave right away when I'm waiting for a friend!" Yang Fei waved his hand in disgust.

"Do you let it go?"

"I said, I'll leave when my friend comes!"

"You are so arrogant! Do you believe me, have any way to deal with you?"

Yang Fei ignored her directly.

The woman pointed at Yang Fei's face: "Come down! I promise not to hit you."

“…”

At this time, An Ran happened to buy something. When she saw the stairs, she hurried forward and said, "What's wrong? Auntie, please tell me if you have something to do, don't touch me."

"What aunt? You are the aunt! Your whole family is the aunt!" A woman is in her forties. No matter how thick the powder is applied, it cannot cover her age!

An Ran is only in her early twenties, so it is not too much to call her aunt, right?

Yang Fei said: "Anran, get in the car and don't pay attention to her."

The woman was annoyed and raised her hand and slapped An Ran!

Who is safe?

How can people slap in the face in the street?

Seeing the woman slap her, Anran raised her right hand, blocked the other person's wrist, and then slapped the woman in the face.

The woman couldn't dodge and was hit hard on her face.

With the crisp sound, the Mexican colored jazz hood on her head floated out of nowhere, and turned around in the air for several circles before gliding to the ground, with an extremely graceful posture.

Yang Fei shouted inwardly: "What an Anran, you're good at fighting!"

The woman was suddenly beaten, covered her face in anger, shouting, hysterical, like a shrew cursing, and said a lot of words that threatened An Ran and Yang Fei.

"I remember your license plates! If you have sex, don't run away! If you can run away, you can't run away! I will make you regret it!" The woman held half of her face, and was so angry that she gritted her teeth and wanted to beat An Ran, but she didn't dare to do it.

Yang Fei said: "Anran, get in the car and leave."

An Ran glared at the woman and turned around to the car.

"Little thief, kill the thousand-die guys! Don't run away! You can drive a Volkswagen and dare to hit me! I'm driving a Ferrari!" The woman's arrogant and domineering shout came from behind, "I remember your license plate! You can't run away! Give you a brick and you will know what the liver is trembling!"

An Ran asked Yang Fei: "Looking at her like that, she seems to have some background? Will it cause trouble?"

Yang Fei Yile: "What are you afraid of? The police she attacked first!"

An Ran was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!