Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 562 - 562 558 Refuse the Interview

562: Chapter 558: Refuse the Interview 562: Chapter 558: Refuse the Interview “No need to be polite,” Ye Fan said with a smile, but his indifferent attitude didn’t change despite the fact that the other was a genuine beauty, “My surname is Ye.”

“So, it’s Mr.

Ye,” Su Mengchen called out immediately.

Ye Fan nodded slightly, his impression of Su Mengchen wasn’t bad.

Many people, when robbed by pickpockets and helped by those brave enough to intervene, would usually leave the scene, too timid to face the thief they had to identify.

As Su Mengchen was pondering how to strike up further conversation with Ye Fan, a stylishly dressed female journalist with well-groomed eyebrows and dressed in a women’s blazer approached to interview Ye Fan.

“Good day, sir, I am a journalist for An Long City’s television station…”

Before the beautiful journalist Liao Susu could finish, Ye Fan had already waved his hand to interrupt her, “Sorry, I don’t accept interviews.”

Having said that, Ye Fan turned away to avoid the camera lens of Liao Susu’s colleague.

Liao Susu was taken aback to find someone actually refusing an interview from her, the beautiful journalist.

Not willing to give up, she quickly followed and stepped in front of Ye Fan, raising her recorder to him, “Sir, your valiant intervention today was very encouraging, and it’s worth promoting to the public to spread more positive energy…”

“Sorry, I don’t accept interviews,” Ye Fan repeated, then turned his face away, not even looking directly at the beautiful journalist Liao Susu.

As Liao Susu still attempted to interview Ye Fan, Su Mengchen beside him couldn’t help but say, “Journalist, please respect other people’s wishes.

By doing this, you’re drawing unwanted attention to him and disrupting his peaceful life in the future.”

Liao Susu turned to look at Su Mengchen, her brows furrowing slightly, “Ma’am, it is wrong for you to say that.

Promoting positive social energy is everyone’s responsibility.

This gentleman has just done a commendable deed by punishing evil and upholding good, which we should advocate as an example.

Moreover, I’m not forcing him.”

“Comrade journalist, I am sure that I don’t accept interviews, so please do as you wish,” Ye Fan said.

He heard Su Mengchen speak up for him, but of course, he didn’t reciprocate the favor by speaking up for Su Mengchen.

“Fine then,” Liao Susu said reluctantly, and went back into the crowd.

“What great material for a news story, the scene just now was full of twists and turns, just like in a movie.

What a waste!” Liao Susu thought with great regret.

Su Mengchen gave Ye Fan a demure smile, “Thank you, Mr.

Ye.”

Ye Fan smiled faintly without saying a word, then turned to keep an eye on the three pickpockets.

Unfortunately, he thought he wouldn’t be exposed, but an hour later, a video of him catching the pickpockets was uploaded to the internet, and even made its way to the Mingde County forum.

The sound of a police car’s siren was already coming from afar, and soon the crowd parted as the police car arrived at the scene.

Nearly two hours later, Ye Fan came out after giving his statement.

During the statement, Ye Fan didn’t specifically mention that he was about to take up the post of deputy political commissar and head of the public security team.

He merely claimed that he was a veteran.

Walking out of the county police station, Ye Fan saw a slim young woman with long flowing hair dressed in blue, standing prominently outside the gate.

“Isn’t that the teacher surnamed Su from before?” Ye Fan thought to himself.

Su Mengchen had been keeping an eye on the entrance of the police station, and as soon as Ye Fan came out she noticed him, immediately approaching with a demure smile.

“Mr.

Ye,” she called out as she walked quickly over to Ye Fan in small, brisk steps.

Ye Fan stopped and replied, “Teacher Su, are you waiting for me?”

“Indeed,” Su Mengchen said with a slight blush on her pretty face, “I am very thankful to you for taking action to retrieve my phone.”

“No need for thanks, you’ve already expressed your gratitude,” Ye Fan said indifferently, “If there’s nothing else…”

“I have something!” Su Mengchen called out anxiously, interrupting Ye Fan.

“Uh?” Ye Fan looked at Su Mengchen with slight surprise.

Embarrassed, Su Mengchen’s face turned red, but she quickly pushed past the awkwardness and sincerely said, “It’s almost seven now, and I’d like to treat you to a meal to express my thanks.”

“Hehe, there’s no need to be so polite, it was just a small favor and not worth a meal,” Ye Fan declined, “Let’s part ways here.

Goodbye.”

After finishing, Ye Fan walked past Su Mengchen towards the taxi that was parked near the police station.

He had arrived at the county police station in a patrol car, which was still parked on Yinxing Avenue.

Su Mengchen turned to watch the tall figure of Ye Fan walking away, feeling quite regretful and also a strange sense of disappointment.

This was the first time she had ever asked a man to dinner, and she had been rejected.

Usually, she was the one turning down numerous invitations from men.

Ye Fan took a taxi back to Yinxing Avenue and found his car.

He got into his car and called Wei Ziling.

Wei Ziling, on the phone, said, “Mr.

Ye, I’ve already gotten home and am cooking.

Are you out from the county police station?”

Ye Fan was a police officer and was soon to be part of the police station’s leadership, so she wasn’t worried at all about his visit to the police station.

After hanging up, Wei Ziling, with a pretty smile on her face, continued to stir-fry diligently.

Today was the first day of settling down in Mingde County, and she had bought lots of ingredients, planning to prepare a lavish spread of dishes to celebrate properly.

In the future, she was determined to fatten Ye Fan up.

A beautiful life was about to start.

When Ye Fan drove home, Wei Ziling had nearly finished cooking the meal.

Looking at a table full of homemade dishes, Ye Fan couldn’t help but smile and said, “I didn’t realize you were so skilled at cooking.”

“Hehe, you haven’t even tried it yet, how do you know it’s good or not?” Wei Ziling laughed.

Ye Fan replied, “Although I’m not great at cooking myself, I know that a good dish needs to look appealing and smell delicious as well as taste good.

This table is full of dishes that clearly look and smell great, so I’m sure the taste won’t be bad either.

Seems like hiring you as a home economics aid was quite a bargain.”

“Hehe,” Wei Ziling laughed happily.

Then, the two of them sat down to eat, and Wei Ziling had also bought a bottle of red wine.

After dinner, Wei Ziling quickly and efficiently cleaned up, while Ye Fan went to the living room to watch TV.

He was watching the Central News Channel.

Having missed the seven o’clock to seven-thirty “News Broadcast” slot, Ye Fan waited for the nine o’clock rebroadcast.

Now that he was in public service, he had to pay attention to national affairs.

The “News Broadcast” served as a barometer for the country’s political dynamics, which he needed to understand and interpret.

Even though he had no intentions of seriously pursuing a political career or seeking promotions, he at least didn’t want to make any mistakes.

Being dismissed would be embarrassing.

However, it was only a little past eight now, almost half an hour before nine, so Ye Fan started reading a copy of the “An Wan Province People’s Daily” he was holding.

On his way home, he had passed by a newsstand and casually picked up a few newspapers.

Besides the “An Wan Province People’s Daily,” he also grabbed copies of the “Long’an City Daily” and the “Mingde County Daily.”

Reading the newspapers, Ye Fan found being an official troublesome–the necessity to read the papers daily along with internal publications like “Seeking Truth” and “Half-Monthly Talk”.

Even if he didn’t ponder their implications, he still needed to be aware of the general trends.

Seven or eight minutes later, Wei Ziling had finished tidying up the kitchen.

She came over to make tea for Ye Fan, then moved behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders to begin lightly massaging them.

“I’m not tired, you’re the one who’s tired.

Sit down and rest properly,” Ye Fan said, pausing his reading as he felt someone kneading his shoulders.

Wei Ziling’s hands continued their work, and she giggled, “I’m not tired.

You keep reading your newspaper; don’t mind me.”