Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 407

Chapter 407: Chapter 407

Yang Fan spoke sincerely; he truly didn’t know.

However, no matter whether it was Liu Sanleng or Xiao Nan, they both seemed to think that Yang Fan was just making excuses on purpose.

Seeing their reaction, Yang Fan was instantly at a loss for words.

How big is this misunderstanding you have of me...

Liu Sanleng glanced at Xiao Nan, and subtly winked at her.

Xiao Nan delicately leaned towards Yang Fan, nearly half of her body pressing onto his shoulder, revealing a deep, snow-white cleavage that seemed bottomless.

And this was clearly a deliberate display for Yang Fan.

"Mr. Yang, think of something, please. I’m right here, ready for you to use whenever you want. As for the matter of money, it’s entirely negotiable. Why don’t you name a price?" Xiao Nan whispered seductively into Yang Fan’s ear.

Yang Fan looked calmly at the bottomless cleavage and said, "It’s not that I don’t want to help; I genuinely do not know, and I have nothing to hide. Who would refuse a chance at both wealth and beauty placed right before their eyes?"

"However, I’d like to remind Boss Liu of something, aren’t you afraid of offending Han Palace by so brazenly poaching?"

Looking at the people Liu Sanleng was dealing with, Yang Fan could somewhat guess his background.

Compared with Diwu Ming, he was merely a small-time thug who couldn’t make it to the big stage.

Perhaps, he could be easily crushed.

Liu Sanleng smiled nonchalantly, "Brother Yang, you don’t need to worry about this matter. I’ve paid them off; they won’t tell your boss. In these times, money is more reliable; it truly works wonders."

Hearing this, Yang Fan no longer took it seriously.

But he always felt that Liu Sanleng was a bit too confident. Sooner or later, this guy would play himself into a corner.

"Brother Yang, back to that matter, two hundred thousand, each of our families pays one hundred thousand. That should be enough to show our sincerity, right?" Liu Sanleng held up two fingers and asked.

Although the table was full of delicious dishes, Yang Fan genuinely had no appetite at all.

These two people had filled him up.

"As much as I would like to seize this lucrative opportunity, I really do not know, and I’m sorry to let down both of you." Yang Fan spoke, "I am not some high official at Han Palace; I have other businesses, and I only do this on the side. Thus, it makes sense that I am not privy to certain details and cannot be involved in these matters."

"I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving. Please go on and enjoy your meal."

"Oh, Mr. Yang, why the rush!" Xiao Nan suddenly grabbed Yang Fan, who was about to get up, and twisted her buttocks as she directly sat in his lap.

Her eyes beckoned Si’er, and her right hand hooked around Yang Fan’s neck while her left hand grabbed Yang Fan’s right hand and placed it directly onto her ample softness.

"Mr. Yang, why not feel it for a bit? We can talk over a meal while you touch."

This woman’s breasts were indeed large; even clothed, one could feel their softness.

Liu Sanleng, as if unseen, spoke very composedly: "Brother, think about it, look, isn’t our sincerity sufficient?"

"The only thing I can think of is to directly ask Diwu Ming, do you think that would work?" Yang Fan was somewhat angry.

How did it come to be his fault again.

Although Liu Sanleng had become a substantial boss, his thuggish nature was clearly hard to change.

"Brother Yang, don’t joke about it," Liu Sanleng waved his hand and laughed, "Otherwise, you set the terms, and we’ll discuss further. With our relationship, I think nothing is too complicated to discuss openly."

"I’ve laid it all out in the open now, but you don’t believe me," Yang Fan said helplessly.

"You go first," Liu Sanleng said.

Xiao Nan slightly turned her body to the side, back facing Liu Sanleng, lifted her camisole, exposing the fullness underneath, and then forcefully placed Yang Fan’s hand on them.

This kind of woman, who came with a direct cost, did not appeal to Yang Fan, even if served on a silver platter.

But he pulled his hand back, and Xiao Nan grabbed it again.

Thus, after three or five times, Yang Fan gave up, letting her do as she wished.

"Boss Liu, I’m telling you both seriously again, I really don’t have the capability; you truly overestimate me," Yang Fan said, "Stop wasting your efforts on me; it’s futile."

Just then, Yang Fan’s phone suddenly rang.

He moved his hand away from Xiao Nan’s large and soft fullness and took out the phone from his pocket.

Seeing the name on the caller ID, Yang Fan froze for a moment.

Had Diwu Ming installed surveillance on him?

They were just talking about Diwu Ming, and now a call from Diwu Ming came through.

Yang Fan answered the call.

"Fanzi, are you free right now? Come out for a meal with me," Diwu Ming said with a hint of laughter in her voice.

Yang Fan was somewhat bewildered, "Sister Ming, I’m not in the county town."

"I know, but I’m in your town. If you’re free, let me treat you to a big meal," Diwu Ming said.

Yang Fan glanced at Liu Sanleng sitting across from him, "I do have time, but Sister Ming, why did you suddenly come to our town?"

"It’s about that dance hall matter. The person I sent to the dance hall told me today that yesterday Liu Sanleng had been talking to our girls one by one, asking about our channels, and even gave each a three hundred yuan hush money. Damn, I almost died laughing, who needs that three or five hundred these days," Diwu Ming cursed.

"This matter involves your cut, so I thought you should know. Liu Sanleng has been dishonest, so I’m planning to personally talk to him about the contract and discuss compensation in depth."

"Previously, that manager reported that Liu Sanleng intended to sleep with our girls for free. I didn’t take it seriously at first, but now that he’s pulling this stunt, I can’t just play dumb anymore."

Yang Fan had thought this call was merely a coincidence, but now, to hell with coincidences.

Liu Sanleng was playing a blitz here!

He had talked to each girl yesterday, probably aiming to fix things by bluffing his way through at the lowest cost.

He hadn’t achieved his goal, which led him to seek Yang Fan today.

And Diwu Ming was a definite woman of action. She came charging over as soon as she got the news today.

"I’ll be at the dance hall soon. I’ll meet that bastard Liu Sanleng first. Take your time, but call me when you get here," Diwu Ming said.

"Okay," Yang Fan replied briefly and hung up the phone.

"Brother, how have you considered it?" Liu Sanleng asked promptly as he saw Yang Fan put away his phone.

He was still not giving up.

"Boss Liu, I think you should consider whether you can keep your business instead," Yang Fan said, "Diwu Ming just called me, she’s coming for you. I can keep your earlier words a secret, but you better think of a way to handle what you have done yourself."