Why Meng Fanchao was so angry, everyone was like a mirror, and had to admit that on this point, Tang Qian was indeed a bit unkind.
If you don't have many people and no occasion, Meng Fanchao will consider his cousin's face and not care about him. The problem now is that Tang Qian doesn't know the depth of it. He scolds himself in front of Yang Bian and loses his own face. This is definitely something Meng Fanchao cannot tolerate.
After Tang Qian heard what Meng Fanchao said, he immediately questioned him angrily. He growled: "Meng, whatever you want, you have already done me once, what else do you want."
Being unkind is not kind. According to the practice of the children of their aristocratic family, this kind of understanding can be kept in the heart, but it cannot be said. Once you open your mouth, you will inevitably be misunderstood - you have been bullied once, and you are still being bullied. It¡¯s not over yet! How can you be so fussy!
"But you provoked me first. I seem to have ignored you!" Meng Fanchao gave a rare explanation and then continued to talk to him very dissatisfied, "If your cousin Tang Ba hadn't interceded for you, you If you look for it, you won¡¯t know where you died. Many things are not as simple as you think, so don¡¯t always treat yourself like a dish.¡±
"You're scaring me! Why am I scared? If you can, just make it disappear for me." Although Tang Qian was shouting, his tone softened obviously.
"I was almost killed a while ago. What kind of person do you think you are! As long as I just push this matter onto you, saying that you are involved, you don't even need to do anything. Brother, I can kill you first, and stay away from me in the future, so that you don¡¯t die without knowing how.¡±
"Don't think I'm joking with you." Meng Fanchao jumped word by word for a long time, with a sinister look on his face, as dark as Bao Gong.
"We are all descendants of aristocratic families, don't act like hawkers in the market pay attention to your image!" Meng Fanchao looked at Yang Bian and felt that although Yang Bian beside him didn't even have an expression, he still felt Yang Bian looked unhappy.
Meng Fanchao knew that Yang Bian didn't like this matter. But he also didn't like this kind of thing, so he walked over and gently patted Tang Qian on the shoulder.
"I was just kidding you, I think I'll scare you." Meng Fanchao patted Tang Qian on the shoulder. I knew this guy was quite scared by me.
Seeing Tang Qian walking in reluctantly, Meng Fanchao put his hand on Yang Bian's shoulder and said with a smile: "I'm a little guy, give me some face, just pretend you didn't see me, let us brothers go in." It will be fun.¡±
After Meng Fanchao finished talking to Yang Bian with a smile, he said to Yang Bian again: "Children of aristocratic families can be proud, domineering, and insidious. But they cannot be forbearing. Such little guys cannot receive a good education. , there is really no possibility of growing up in the future.¡±
Although Meng Fanchao's voice was not very high, Tang Qian could already hear such words.
Tang Qian felt for a while, suddenly feeling that it was a big mistake not to restrain his mouth today. However, he did not look back, but walked in with very firm steps.
In fact, Tang Qian is not as reckless and arrogant as he appears on the surface. Even people who know the truth in the circle have unanimously given different and even completely opposite evaluations to this young man who is currently very popular in the capital. But so Anyone who knew him could not deny that he was indeed a very charming and capable man.
Many times, people are afraid of comparison, if they are compared with people like Meng Fanchao. Then he was still at a disadvantage among the emperors of these aristocratic families in the capital. Although Meng Fanchao is not the best, the fact that he can attract everyone's attention as a side character shows his ability.
"Brother Meng, let me answer the phone first. You guys go in first! I'll be back in a minute." Yang Bian saw the call on the phone and casually said something to Meng Fanchao.
"Then we'll be waiting for you inside, so hurry up! Is it a beautiful woman calling? Look at your mysterious look." Meng Fanchao joked with a smile, greeted a few followers behind him, and walked in directly. The episode just now did not make them feel anything unpleasant.
The dozens of fairways in the arena are brightly lit.
The fairways with super-hard composite floors shine beige under the strong light.
As soon as Yang Bian walked into the golf course, he saw from a distance that Meng Fanchao was posing at the batting area of ??the second innermost fairway, preparing to tee off.
Yang Bian originally didn¡¯t want to join in the fun, but?Brother Meng has already said that when you come here, you just have to play. You won't know anything, and you won't win the house or the land.
Yang Bian did not go directly to disturb Meng Fanchao. He just randomly found a fairway near him. He held the ball and felt it. Although Bian didn't know how to play this thing, he had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs. Run, at least he knows how to play this thing.
Yang Bian has always felt that no matter what you play, the feel is very important. If you don¡¯t feel good, you will not do anything well.
Yang Bian looked at the postures of the people around him in changing the ball, and followed this method once more.
The ball went out quickly in Yang Bian's hands.
A crisp sound rang out. However, there are still two bottles there that are still motionless.
Yang Bian casually took the changing ball from the box next to him, hit it lightly, and easily knocked in the remaining two balls.
After feeling the feeling just now and imagining the technique and strength of the blow, Yang Bian suddenly felt that this thing was very simple.
Yang Bian saw the ball in front of him rearranged, grabbed the ball with his fingers, and threw it out casually. At this time, he felt very good and felt that he would definitely succeed this time.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????? Crack, not a single ball is left, but all the balls hit ¡î The corner of Ben¡¯s eye swept over there, and he felt very satisfied with his shot. He did it without using his spiritual consciousness. It really felt good.
When Yang Bian saw Meng Fanchao walking over, his eyes cast a kind of admiration, so he spoke rather self-righteously. He smiled slightly and said: "Brother Meng, I played pretty well!"
"Yes! Brother, you did a good job. At least you have some hope of success." Meng Fanchao looked at Yang Bian's results and felt that Yang Bian was very talented at playing this thing, at least in his eyes. , Yang Bian is almost omnipotent, it seems that nothing can stump him. (¡ª¡ª