"Hey, Uncle Wei, what's with that look in your eyes!"
Zhang Fan felt a bit uneasy under Wei Guo's resentful gaze.
"A feast, a feast, ten dinners!"
Wang Yuan tapped his chopsticks, perfectly voicing what Wei Guo wanted to say.
"Don't you feel embarrassed? Always scrounging for meals!" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and said.
"Tsk, what's there to be embarrassed about? I scrounge meals based on my own ability!" Wang Yuan smirked, already pondering what to eat!
Watching Zhang Fan and Wei Guo banter, Ye Zhang's heart started trembling.
"Brother, give me your bank account number, I'll transfer the money to you right away, okay!"
Zhang Fan shook his head: "I don't have the IOU, why would I ask for money from you."
At the same time, Wei Guo waved at Zhao Ji'an: "You go ahead, handle those troublemakers."
"Don't worry, Officer Wei!" Zhao Ji'an quickly nodded, then gestured to his men and pointed at Ye Zhang, saying, "Take them all away!"
