School Flower's Perspective Berserker

Chapter 382 Negotiations
In half an hour, the two arrived at their destination.

Get out of the car, look towards the entrance of Jinling Grand Hotel, and you can see that Zhou Zhanlong and his party are already waiting at the entrance.

Most likely they were notified by Xiao Lan and were waiting here early.

"What's the situation now?"

Accompanied by Xu Fan's side, when they reached the door, Xiao Lan asked Hu Busan.

Hu Busan nodded and explained: "He is already waiting for us in the box, and he seems to want to reconcile."

There were not many people from the Ke family. Just now, Hu Busan and Su Shouzi also investigated the surrounding situation, and there was no ambush.

It seemed that they took Ke Longxiang's life very seriously, and were worried that his behavior of jumping over the wall in a hurry would offend Lingyan Pavilion.

"Go ahead."

Xu Fan nodded after listening, and now he gave some instructions and led the group into the restaurant.

Under the leadership of Hu Busan, a group of people soon walked into the appointed box.

In front of the round table filled with exquisite dishes, a man and a woman were waiting anxiously. When they heard the sound of the door opening, the two quickly stood up.

"Xiao Lan, where did you hide my son?"

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the dining table looked towards Xiao Lan imposingly.

He was suppressing the anger in his heart, if he was not afraid that his attitude would offend the group of people in front of him, he would have already lost his temper.

"Ke Bancheng, it's hard for me to answer your question."

Xiao Lan shrugged and said helplessly.

Ke Bancheng was so angry that he slapped his palm on the table with this attitude of not intending to be frank, and shouted: "The surname is Xiao! Don't be too rampant!"

"Don't hand over my son today! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ke Bancheng is not his real name, but a name given to him by outsiders, implying that half of the Shanghai stock market is under his name.

Although the name is a bit exaggerated, the water content is not high.

His own son had been kept as a treasure since he was a child, even if someone glared at him, Ke Bancheng would have to make him pay the price.

Now openly kidnapping his own son, this kind of lawless behavior has completely angered Ke Bancheng.

"I'm telling you! You poor ghosts, you people who are sensible, quickly hand over my precious son!"

Following Ke Bancheng, the lady in gold and jade beside him also threatened with a high-pitched voice.

"Sister Lan, sit down."

However, the anger they vented was directly ignored by Xu Fan.

At this moment, he pulled out his chair in a gentlemanly manner, and waved his hand at Xiao Lan.

"Ok."

Xiao Lan smiled at Xu Fan and sat down.

After Xu Fan sat down beside Xiao Lan, Zhou Zhanlong and his group stood directly behind Xu Fan.

"Sister Lan, this dish is delicious, try it."

With a slight smile on the corner of Xu Fan's mouth, he picked up a dish and handed it to Xiao Lan.

For the chatter of the man and woman in front of him, he directly entered the shielding state.

Seeing Xu Fan and Xiao Lan ignoring him, Ke Bancheng and his wife cursed again.

However, there was still no response.

After coming and going, he was completely discouraged and sat down directly.

After filling his stomach a bit, Xu Fan put down his white jade chopsticks and looked at Ke Bancheng on the opposite side.

"Have you scolded enough?"

"..."

From the moment he came in, until now, Xu Fan's expression remained as still as water, and Ke Bancheng couldn't help frowning with his calm attitude.

He somewhat understood why Lingyan Pavilion entrusted such a heavy burden to this young man.

"The little brother should be Xu Fan, right?"

"I don't know what Gouzi did wrong, but please, little brother, let Gouzi go."

The result just now has made Ke Bancheng understand that barking in front of Xu Fan will not have any effect.

He would hold back his wife, so he spoke patiently.

"You can't afford to hold your hand high, Ke Bancheng, your son is a bit naughty."

"..."

Ke Bancheng's fists hidden under the table were clenched immediately, Xu Fan's attitude obviously did not intend to let his son go so easily.

He would suppress the anger in his heart, and asked: "Then little brother, what conditions do you want before you let my son go."

"That's the way to go."

The corners of Xu Fan's mouth slanted, he laughed, and immediately knocked on the table, and said: "Since we are asked to come over for a talk, we have to make a show of talking, don't we?"

"Ke Longxiang made things difficult for me again and again. Several times, they almost killed me. I only got one life back after escaping from death. Ke Bancheng, tell me, how much is my life worth?"

"..."

Ke Longxiang was speechless for a while, with your appetite, how could it be like escaping from death?

It's clear that he's blackmailing him, so what can he say?
When he said it was too low, he had to break it, but when he said it was too high, he lost a piece of meat in his heart. After weighing it for a while, Ke Longxiang finally spoke.

"This time it's my son's fault, little brother, [-] million, it's my heart, I apologize for you on behalf of my son."

"Ke Bancheng is indeed Ke Bancheng."

Hearing Xu Fan's affirmative tone, Ke Bancheng's eyes lit up. From the looks of it, the matter should be settled, but before he could speak, Xu Fan continued with the second half of the sentence.

"The two hundred million, Hu Busan, you have to remember it."

Reminding Hu Busan behind him to help keep the accounts, Xu Fan knocked on the table and continued, "Ke Bancheng, let's settle the next account."

"I have a bar under Lingyan Pavilion, called Ye Zui Bar. It is the most popular bar in Jinling now, and it is making money every day."

"Now that your son is naughty and has been seized, tell me, how much is such a bar worth?"

"..."

Ke Bancheng had heard about this matter, and even his own son disappeared because of it.

This meeting gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred million..."

It is more difficult to say one word than one word. After all, if you raise your mouth, you will lose [-] million yuan. No one can accept this kind of thing.

"Two hundred million?"

Xu Fan picked his ear, seemed not satisfied with the number, turned his head to look at Hu Busan, and asked, "Hu Busan, do you think you are satisfied with this number?"

"hey-hey……"

Hu Busan narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"Master, two hundred million, this is an insult to my hard work."

"For this bar, I got up early and stayed late. I was hospitalized several times in a coma after vomiting blood. For the sake of profit, I worked with a high fever countless times. Even, these days, because the night drunk bar was blocked, I didn't think about eating or drinking..."

"you!"

Hu Busan would express the pain in his heart vividly. Seeing that he was about to start analyzing the butterfly effect brought about by the collapse of Yezui Bar from a personal point of view, Ke Bancheng's face was like, It turned green immediately.

Damn, this is simply a bunch of scumbags!

"Three hundred million!"

Finally, unable to stand up to Hu Busan's mouth, Ke Bancheng endured a pain in his heart, patted the table and offered his own price.

(End of this chapter)