If it weren't for the fact that he had his dad call Ding Yang, he probably wouldn't even be out yet.
Dammit, just because he knows a few special police officers.
A piece of trash, daring to hit him!
Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, looking at Yi Bing with disdain as if looking at a fool: "Who the hell are you?"
Yi Bing's expression suddenly grew arrogant as he spoke deliberately: "I am the heir of Yi Group, with family assets over ten billion. What are you, huh? Don't you even look at what you're wearing, clothes worth a few hundred from a street stall, haha, what kind of event is this, do you think someone like you even belongs here?"
Afterward, Yi Bing's gaze fell on Ouyang Feng next to Zhang Fan, and his face instantly changed, putting on a flattering smile as he said: "Brother Ouyang, what are you doing here? Stay away from this trash, don't dirty your status."
"Pfft!"
Someone not far away just sprayed out a mouthful of red wine.
