Chapter 311 They really have too much money to burn!
Chapter 311 They really have too much money to burn!
Inside the trading room, Shen Jun and Yang Bin slumped in their chairs, staring at the two intraday chart lines on the screen that were rising almost simultaneously. Their fingers were trembling slightly from exhaustion, but their faces were filled with unbelievable shock and ecstasy!
"Holy...holy crap!!!" Shen Jun slammed his hand on the table, his voice trembling with excitement, "Boss! Boss is awesome!!! This is simply divine! Prices just skyrocketed like that?!"
Just then, Ye Fan appeared at the entrance of the trading room.
He wore a knowing, calm smile, as if the surge on the screen was simply an expected result.
"Hmm, well done," Ye Fan's voice was calm, yet carried a powerful reassuring quality. "You've worked hard today, let's go home."
"Off work?" Shen Jun and Yang Bin were both taken aback, instinctively looking out the window. It was 2:30 PM, and the sun was blazing! Off work at this hour? Unprecedented!
Ignoring their astonishment, Ye Fan continued, "President Miao has given each of you a Diamond VIP card for 'Yunding Club'."
He pointed to the large, brightly lit, futuristic entertainment complex not far from the window: "It's right next to the company. The card includes top-notch spa massages, herbal foot baths, a heated swimming pool, a gym with all imported equipment, billiards, a private cinema... basically all the facilities are unlimited. I fought a tough battle today, so I'm going to relax and enjoy myself."
Shen Jun and Yang Bin were completely dumbfounded!
The overwhelming feeling of exhaustion was washed away by a surge of warmth.
Looking into Ye Fan's understanding and caring eyes, and then at the heavy VIP card in their hands that symbolized the ultimate in luxury, both of them felt a lump in their throats and their eyes welled up with tears.
This boss… Shen Jun’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He’s fucking amazing! He pays generously, offers incredible benefits, and even knows how to care for his subordinates!
Yang Bin gripped the card tightly, with only one thought in his mind: This company, this boss, I'm sticking with them! It's worth it, even if it means sacrificing my life!
"Thank... thank you, boss!" Both of them choked up a little.
Ye Fan waved and turned to leave.
Shen Jun and Yang Bin exchanged a glance, both seeing the same excitement and gratitude in each other's eyes.
They quickly packed their things, almost impatiently grabbed the VIP card, and rushed out of the trading room, heading towards the nearby "Genting Paradise".
My tense nerves can finally relax completely, and I can enjoy the generous reward from my boss, earned through hard work and wisdom.
......
Ye Fan left the company and sat in the back row.
New driver Li Desheng drove steadily and quietly, while Miao Zi sat in the passenger seat.
"Boss, shall I take you back to Nanjing University now?" Miao Zi asked, turning around.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and realized there was something he needed to take care of.
So he said, "Drive the car to Jinling Normal School next door."
"Okay." Miao Zi didn't ask any further questions, but simply signaled to Master Li to change the route.
The car smoothly merged into the traffic.
Ye Fan looked out the window at the passing street scene and suddenly asked, "Miao Zi, what kind of car do you like?"
Miao Zi was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised that her boss would suddenly ask this question.
She thought about it carefully and said, "Bentley."
This answer seemed to surprise Ye Fan a little, and he raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Which Bentley model?" Ye Fan pressed.
"The Flying Spur." Miao Zi answered decisively, her eyes revealing her appreciation for the car. "Elegant lines, powerful presence, yet not overly ostentatious."
Ye Fan nodded, a smooth and powerful silhouette appearing in his mind.
He discovered that many women seemed to have a special fondness for Bentleys, and even his sister, Ye Zhuyan, always kept saying how beautiful Bentleys were.
He took out his phone, dialed Wu Shaojie's number, and casually put it on speakerphone.
"Feeding? Old Ye!" Wu Shaojie's voice came quickly, the background noise was a bit noisy, and there was also a faint coquettish female voice mixed in, "You're never busy when you call me! You're just in bed... Ouch! Don't pinch me... Cough cough..."
He cleared his throat, sounding a little flustered: "Um, what's up, bro?"
Ye Fan smiled, knowing without a doubt that Sister Xiaoli was beside him.
"Here's the thing, I'm thinking of buying a car, and you happen to have connections, so I'll ask you."
"Holy crap? Didn't you just buy a Maybach S400 not long ago? Damn! Buy another one? You've got money to burn!" Wu Shaojie yelled on the other end of the phone. "Tell me, what do you want? If it's anything on Earth that can move on four wheels, I can get it for you!"
"Bentley Flying Spur".
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by an even louder shout: "Tch! I thought you were going to get a Bugatti Veyron or a Pagani! Why a Bentley? Aren't those for young girls? A real man like you should be driving a supercar and making a ruckus!"
Ye Fan laughed and said, "Haha, this car is a bit low-key."
"Low-key?" Wu Shaojie scoffed. "You're telling me you're low-key with a Bentley 'B' badge on it? This thing is way more eye-catching than a Mercedes!"
Ye Fan: "..."
He was speechless.
Wu Shaojie then wailed, "Damn it! This is it, we're doomed!"
Ye Fan was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
Wu Shaojie was heartbroken: "We were all really excited, planning to assemble a luxury convoy and make a huge scene at your university gate once your new car arrived, just to show you off! But you got a Bentley Flying Spur? That thing is too smooth to drive, not a sound at all! What's the point of making a scene like this? Is it supposed to be a silent cruiser? This is a disaster!"
Ye Fan burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I thought it was something big! A street riot, huh? Don't worry, leave it to me! I'll definitely have a chance to arrange a spectacular one for you!"
The image of that bright red LaFerrari, still waiting to be produced in Italy, flashed through his mind instantly—that thing was definitely good enough to make a scene!
Wu Shaojie immediately perked up: "Really? That's great! We guys love showing off in the university town! The attention we get, wow!"
He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was not a student at Nanjing University.
Ye Fan was speechless. What kind of hobbies are these? Besides, you're not even from this school, so no one will recognize you even if you try to show off!
This is not the era of short videos that will come later.
Wu Shaojie asked, "Brother, what configuration do you want? Let me ask around for you first."
Ye Fan thought for a moment and said, "The top-of-the-line model, I guess! One Sonoma Green and one Blood Red Dragon."
He knew his sister liked Sonoma Green, so he told his sister Ye Zhuyan about Sonoma Green, while Blood Red was naturally for Miao Zi, who was sitting in the passenger seat at the moment, trying to remain calm but whose ears had already been quietly perked up.
"Holy crap! You're buying two?!" Wu Shaojie's exclamation almost shattered the phone's speaker. "Boss Ye is truly Boss Ye! Generous! No problem! Sonoma Green and Blood Dragon Blood Red, right? Top-of-the-line! Leave it to me! Wait for my news!"
He patted his chest and assured them.
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