Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group-Chapter 212 - 209: My Boyfriend is a Wealthy Elite (Second Update - Please Subscribe)

Chapter 212: Chapter 209: My Boyfriend is a Wealthy Elite (Second Update - Please Subscribe)

If it weren’t for work discipline, these flight attendants would have started to jeer.

Ye Chen saw Li Xun’er and gave a slight smile: "Beauty, we are really fated, meeting so soon."

Li Xun’er was stunned. She never dreamed of such an encounter.

Thinking of their earlier agreement, a blush crept up Li Xun’er’s pretty face.

Passengers were seated, and several crew members were preparing drinks in the workspace.

"Xun’er, you’re so charming, the guy chased you all the way to the plane."

"I just saw that handsome guy wearing a Hermes suit; he must be a rich second-gen, how could he possibly be driving DiDi?"

Li Xun’er blushed and said, "It’s not what you think. He really is a DiDi driver."

So, Li Xun’er retold the content of her car ride and chat with Ye Chen to everyone.

"Oh my god, this guy is so romantic."

"Exactly, I get it. He took you to the airport and immediately bought a ticket just to follow you."

"But that’s not necessarily true, what if the two people are really fated?"

Everyone was buzzing with discussion.

At this moment, the meal service began, and Ye Chen was sitting in first class, conveniently with Li Xun’er as the attendant.

"Sir, what would you like?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Give me a cup of coffee, please."

"Alright." Li Xun’er smiled sweetly.

Just then, a young man behind Ye Chen called out: "Attendant, get me a glass of ice water."

"Alright." Li Xun’er poured a glass of ice water and placed it on the man’s tray table.

However, just as Li Xun’er returned, the young man pressed the call button again.

"Attendant, I don’t want ice water anymore, I want Sprite."

Li Xun’er poured him a glass of Sprite.

As soon as Xun’er walked a few steps away, the young man smirked: "I don’t want Sprite anymore, I want iced coffee!"

Li Xun’er furrowed her eyebrows and said coldly: "Sir, have you decided what you want to drink?"

"Of course I have, I want to drink you. Beauty, be my girlfriend."

Li Xun’er furrowed her eyebrows: "Sorry, I’m very busy with work, please don’t joke."

With that, Li Xun’er turned to leave.

The young man grabbed her hand.

"Beauty, no woman escapes my grasp once I, Yan Fei, fancy them."

"Sorry sir, I have to serve other passengers, please let go."

"What if I don’t let go?" the man said mockingly.

At that moment, Ye Chen came over, picked up the ice water on the table, and splashed it directly on Yan Fei’s face.

Ye Chen then said coldly: "For people who don’t respect others, that’s exactly what you should do."

The man’s face was drenched with ice-cold water, and he was almost dumbfounded.

This guy actually splashed him in front of everyone.

Who is he?

The eldest son of the Yan Family, his uncle works in the personnel department of Eastern Airlines.

Normally, when he tries to woo flight attendants, no one dares to refuse.

Today, he actually got splashed with water.

"You, you dare to splash me with water? Are you looking for death?"

Ye Chen sneered: "Splashing you with water is already lenient. If you dare to trouble this lady again, don’t blame me for being impolite."

With that, Ye Chen swung a punch, hitting the side of Yan Chuang’s chair heavily.

Bam!

This punch directly put a hole in the chair.

Ye Chen glanced at the already shocked Li Xun’er: "How much is this chair? I’ll compensate for it."

He initially wanted to fight Ye Chen, but looking at the hole in the nearby seat, Yan Fei was almost scared witless.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

But in his heart, Yan Fei cursed: "Kid, just you wait, this isn’t over."

The plane landed, and Ye Chen left his business card with Li Xun’er: "If you have any trouble, call me, Xun’er."

"Mm." Li Xun’er nodded.

Ye Chen left the airport and went directly to a café near the Prince’s Mansion.

Lin Wanrou had just called Ye Chen and mentioned there were a few files that needed reviewing.

Ye Chen liked the ambiance of cafés, where he could work without missing out on beautiful women.

He ordered a cup of coffee and opened up his laptop.

Sipping aromatic coffee and reading documents, while occasionally watching beautiful women pass by the glass window, it was a delightful feeling.

At this moment, Ye Chen got up to use the restroom.

During that time, he called Lin Wanrou and discussed some file handling requirements.

But when he came back, he found a woman sitting in his seat.

The woman was decked out in brand names, dressed flamboyantly.

However, her appearance only scored about 70 points, and even with a face full of foundation, her beauty barely reached 71 points.

Ye Chen furrowed his eyebrows and said: "Miss, you are occupying my seat."

The woman looked up with disdain at Ye Chen: "Are you trying to flirt with me? Sorry, I have absolutely no interest in you."

Ye Chen was speechless.

Do you have any sense of self-awareness?

Or can you be any more self-absorbed?

With your appearance, would I flirt with you?

Ye Chen said: "The laptop on the table is mine, and the coffee hasn’t even cooled. Would you say this isn’t my seat?"

The woman seemed to know already and said blandly: "I come to this café often and am a VIP Golden Card member here. I always sit in this spot whenever I come."

Then, the woman directly pulled out a hundred yuan bill from her pocket and slapped it on the table: "This hundred yuan is for buying your seat, go sit somewhere else."

The woman had an air of superiority, as if she were the queen and everyone was supposed to bow down to her.

Ye Chen was speechless again.

Why am I so unlucky to encounter pretentious people wherever I go?

Ye Chen sneered: "Sorry, but I really like this seat. Take your money and get lost."

"Did you just insult me?" The woman’s eyebrows arched.

She took out her phone from her bag, putting on a pitiful expression: "Darling, come quickly, there’s a man ogling my beauty and harassing me here."

Ye Chen felt like vomiting; with your looks, would I harass you?

He was surrounded by beauties scoring above ninety. ƒreewebɳovel.com

In Ye Chen’s mind, a beauty’s score must exceed ninety-five to be worthy of the term beauty.

And you, looking so plain, dare say I’m ogling your beauty?

After the call, the woman looked triumphant.

"Kid, I already called my boyfriend. I suggest you leave quickly. My boyfriend is the young master of a prestigious family. If he comes, you’re dead meat."

Ye Chen chuckled: "Is that so? Well then, let me see who your boyfriend is and just how he plans to end me."

Soon, the café door was pushed open, and a man stormed into the café.

The woman stood up with a face full of grievances and approached: "Darling, you have to stand up for me, this man openly harassed me and even touched me, you must avenge me."

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