Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 83 - 83 079 Invitation

83: Chapter 079 Invitation 83: Chapter 079 Invitation The young police officer named Huang Shichang approached Ye Fan with a smile and said, “Mr.

Ye, our chief has invited you, please come with us.”

Ye Fan glanced at Huang Shichang and replied indifferently, “I’m not familiar with him, thanks.”

Having said that, he continued to watch the martial arts competition on stage.

The smile on Huang Shichang’s face froze; he had thought that merely a word to Ye Fan would have him ecstatic as if blessed by heaven, immediately following him to meet Luo Guozhong.

He hadn’t expected this seemingly ordinary-dressed young man to blatantly disregard the police chief.

One should know that the local authority reigns supreme.

In a city, the position of a police chief might not match up to the secretary of the municipal committee or the mayor, but the police chief’s capacity to intimidate the average person was significantly greater.

Almost no one dared to disrespect the police chief.

“Mr.

Ye, our chief truly invites you sincerely to join us,” Huang Shichang had to lower his stance and request, “I hope you can give us this courtesy, so it will be easier when we meet in the future.”

Ye Fan watched the stage and shook his head slightly without saying a word.

Qin Mengyao interjected, “Hey, you just bullied us, and now we have to go just because you ask?

What do you think we are?”

“Haha, that was just a misunderstanding.

Our chief sincerely invites Mr.

Ye and the two beautiful ladies,” Huang Shichang said with an apologetic smile.

If it wasn’t for fear that Luo Guozhong would think him incapable of handling even a minor task, given the attitude of Ye Fan and the others, he would have left in disdain already.

Thus, though annoyed internally, he could only continue humbly.

Qin Mengyao scoffed, “Well, we sincerely invite Chief Luo to come here and join us.

You’d better go back and bring him here.”

“This…” Huang Shichang was momentarily choked up and nearly cursed Qin Mengyao.

He took a deep breath and considered how he could convince Ye Fan to meet Luo Guozhong.

Accidentally, his eyes landed on Bobo and he suddenly remembered something, an idea forming instantly.

“Haha, miss, may I ask if you are Miss Bobo?” Huang Shichang asked Bobo with a smile.

Bobo sized up Huang Shichang once again, finding him still quite unfamiliar, and responded with slight confusion, “I am, and you are?”

“Haha, Xu Yingquan, the secretary of the Liujiahui district committee, is my cousin.

I had the fortune to meet you at a gathering last year,” Huang Shichang said with a flattering smile.

Bobo’s attitude softened as she asked, “You’re Uncle Xu’s cousin?”

“Exactly,” Huang Shichang replied joyfully, “Miss Bobo, could you and your friends perhaps come with us to meet our chief?”

Ye Fan, hearing this exchange, turned to look at Bobo, waiting for her response.

Bobo told Ye Fan, “Brother Ye, you decide.

Don’t mind me.”

Clearly, the weight of the mentioned committee secretary cousin wasn’t sufficient.

However, Bobo didn’t outright say it.

Ye Fan turned to look toward where Luo Guozhong and others were, then turned back and said to Qin Mengyao and Bobo, “Yaoyao, Bobo, you both must be tired from standing.

Let’s go find some chairs to sit.”

“Sure.

Hehe,” Qin Mengyao giggled.

Bobo also nodded her head.

Huang Shichang was overjoyed, quickly stepped aside, bowed, and made a welcoming gesture, “Mr.

Ye, Miss Bobo, and miss, please.”

Thus, Ye Fan led the way, followed by Qin Mengyao and Bobo, with Huang Shichang trailing behind.

As Luo Guozhong approached, he stood up and warmly greeted him, “Hehe, Mr.

Ye, I didn’t expect to run into you here.

What a pleasant surprise.”

“Hehe, Director Luo, you’re too kind.” Ye Fan responded with a faint smile, showing little enthusiasm.

“Uncle Luo, heehee.” Qin Mengyao walked to the front, giggling as she spoke.

Luo Guozhong took a good look at Qin Mengyao before asking uncertainly, “Are you Qin Mengyao, girl?”

“Hehe, it’s me,” Qin Mengyao laughed proudly.

“Didn’t recognize me, did you?”

Luo Guozhong laughed and said, “If you didn’t resemble your aunt a bit, I almost wouldn’t have recognized you.”

“Uncle Luo, hello,” Bobo called out with a smile from the side.

Luo Guozhong turned his gaze and immediately laughed, “Haha, Bobo, so you’re here too.

It seems today’s sparring event really drew a crowd.”

Then, he turned to a young police officer and instructed, “Go prepare two more chairs, and make it quick.”

It turned out that he had initially prepared only one chair for Ye Fan.

Since there were temporarily no chairs for Qin Mengyao and Bobo, Luo Guozhong decided not to invite Ye Fan to sit yet, and he stood chatting with Ye Fan and the others while waiting for his subordinate to bring the chairs.

Ye Fan was not really familiar with Luo Guozhong, and aside from exchange of a few polite words when they met, he didn’t talk much.

Most of the conversation was between Qin Mengyao, Bobo, and Luo Guozhong.

Qin Mengyao and Bobo, clearly experienced in social settings, were not only not shy but also did not suppress their personalities due to Luo Guozhong’s senior status.

They talked and laughed freely with Luo Guozhong, filling the air with laughter.

A couple of minutes later, the chairs arrived.

After arranging the chairs, Luo Guozhong formally invited Ye Fan, Qin Mengyao, and Bobo to sit down.

Meanwhile, the group of police officers who had previously conflicted with Ye Fan and others were worried when they saw their chief laughing and chatting with Ye Fan and even inviting them to sit.

“Mommy, who exactly are these people?

We just offended them; are we going to be in trouble later?” Zhang Rulong and others pondered dejectedly.

They had initially planned to look up the household registration information of Ye Fan and others after the fact and teach them a lesson.

Now, however, the situation had turned such that if Ye Fan and his friends did not teach them a lesson, they would be grateful.

Once seated, Ye Fan sat on the right side of Luo Guozhong, with Bobo and Qin Mengyao seated next to Ye Fan on his right.

However, as soon as they sat down, another police officer was beaten down from the stage.

From the start till now, the police side had already suffered five defeats, while their opponents had only changed their fighter once.

Luo Guozhong’s expression turned grim, internally cursing the military folks for not giving any face, and decided he would refuse any more sparring sessions with the military in the future.

He turned to Zhao Lina beside him and said, “Lina, go get ready immediately and then get up there to knock their arrogance down a peg.”

“Yes,” Zhao Lina replied, immediately standing up to leave the scene and change her clothes.

Luo Guozhong then told another police officer, “Chen Wu, go tell those sons of bitches in the military to take a ten-minute break and then continue.

We don’t want to take advantage of them!”

The officer acknowledged the order and immediately went to relay the message.

Qin Mengyao, curious, asked Luo Guozhong, “Uncle Luo, is Zhao Lina really that skilled?”

“Mmm, she’s the most skilled of the new generation in our department, having won the Hua Hai city police martial arts championship three times,” Luo Guozhong replied with a smile.

“As the captain of the criminal police, how could she not be talented?”

“Oh,” Qin Mengyao responded, but inwardly she wasn’t convinced, thinking to herself, “With such a big chest, I hope she doesn’t lose balance and trip over herself before anyone even hits her.”