"Whoa, whoa, hold on!" Seeing Zhou Fan pull Chu Yan up to leave, Feng Shen panicked. He scrambled to his feet and grabbed tightly onto Zhou Fan, his face plastered with a fawning smile. "Hey, I was just kidding around with you, wasn't I?"
"Who's kidding around with you? Do I look like I'm in a joking mood?" Zhou Fan turned his head and glared at Feng Shen, but he still followed Feng Shen's pull, sitting back down with Chu Yan.
"I'll lend you the money, of course I will! I was just trying to act tough for a second." Seeing them sit down, Feng Shen said fawningly, quickly pulling out his phone to make a call.
"You maniac, let me tell you something. I don't have to borrow from you. Asking you is a sign of respect. Believe it or not, I can make one call to Wucheng and they'll wire me the money, no questions asked. Believe it or not, I can make one call to France and they'll do everything possible to meet my needs."
