Chapter 162: Comparing His Network with Chen Fan, Fan Chaohui Is Crushed!

Xia Ruoshui's mother's favorability towards Chen Fan increased again.

As for Xia Ruoshui, she had a proud expression on her face. The man she fell in love with must be excellent! ! !

Fan Zhaohui felt even more heartbroken.

What he did just now was because he wanted to step on Chen Fan and win the favor of Xia Ruoshui and Xia Ruoshui's mother. In the end, he shot himself in the foot and made Chen Fan cheaper, allowing Chen Fan to get the favor of Xia Ruoshui and Xia Ruoshui's mother. Good impression.

Damn it!

Fan Zhaohui cursed in his heart.

Six languages, how could Chen Fan know so many languages? !

After the matter was settled, Chen Fan came over. Xia Ruoshui took Chen Fan's arm and asked curiously:

"Why are you so good at language? Apart from language, do you have any other great skills that I don't know about?"

"Then it must be there, but it's just inconvenient to display."

Chen Fan nodded naturally and answered in a low voice.

"It's not convenient to show, why..."

Xia Ruoshui was a little confused.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, a trace of blush immediately appeared on Xia Ruoshui's pretty face.

Xia Ruoshui slapped Chen Fan very shyly.

Seeing Chen Fan and Xia Ruoshui "flirting" in an extremely intimate manner, Fan Zhaohui almost bit his teeth in envy!

An invisible fire of jealousy was burning in Fan Zhaohui's heart!

"Auntie, let's go..."

After chatting with Ruoshui for a few words, Chen Fan took his aunt and continued to visit the scenic spots with Xia Mengmeng and the others.

Fan Zhaohui hesitated for a moment, and finally followed him with his parents. He wanted to find an opportunity to crush Chen Fan once, show his strength to Mr. Xia and Mr. Xia's mother, overpower Chen Fan, and regain his face. Come!

After visiting for a minute or twenty, Xia Ruoshui's mother stopped in front of an ancient building that was isolated.

In front of this ancient building, a billboard was placed, which said that at 3 pm on the 13th, at the invitation of Baiyuan, the famous domestic folk art master-Han Yidong, Master Han will hold a small-scale performance here. show.

Due to the limited space, there are only 60 spectators for this performance. Tourists who want to listen to Master Han's music can make a reservation on the mini program in advance, and the ticket price is as high as 5,000.

"Why, auntie is interested in Master Han's performance?"

Chen Fan asked.

"I have heard of this folk music master before, but I have never had the chance to listen to it. Now I happen to come across it. Let's give it a listen."

Xia Ruoshui's mother nodded.

In this case, Chen Fan scanned the QR code on the billboard next to him and planned to enter the mini program to make an appointment.

Unfortunately, when Chen Fan entered the mini program, it showed that the tickets for 3pm today were no longer available.

“It’s no longer available on the mini program. Do you still have tickets offline?”

Chen Fan asked the staff next to him.

"No more. Not to mention that Master Han's performance starts in twenty minutes. As early as a week ago, the news that Master Han was going to perform here just spread. In less than a minute, those tickets were gone."

The staff replied helplessly.

"It is said that these tickets were all entrusted by others and were booked directly from our leaders............."

There are so many rich people. For ordinary people, if a performance costs several thousand dollars, they will definitely not buy it. But for those rich people who have money and time, this amount of money is nothing at all.

"There are no more tickets, what a pity..."

Xia Ruoshui's mother murmured regretfully.

"Since it's gone, forget it, let's go."

Xia Ruoshui's mother was just about to leave.

"Auntie, don't worry, I have a solution."

Suddenly, Fan Zhaohui, who had been following behind, said excitedly.

Fan Zhaohui followed for ten or twenty minutes, and he finally found an excellent opportunity.

"Auntie, I can get the tickets with just one phone call."

Fan Chaohui said confidently.

"I have been in Jiangzhou for a while and have met many people. It just so happened that I met their leader in Baiyuan."

Fan Zhaohui deliberately showed off in front of Chen Fan the strong network of contacts he had accumulated since arriving in Jiangzhou!

It was just an accident. This kid was talented in languages ​​and knew more languages ​​than him. He admitted it, but what did it mean? He knew a few foreign languages, what was so great about him? !

This time, Fan Zhaohui wanted to show off his strong network of contacts in front of Chen Fan.

Strong connections are sometimes even more useful than money!

Now, he can finally stabilize Chen Fan's head! ! !

Xia Ruoshui's mother didn't want to trouble an outsider. She was just about to refuse, but she didn't expect that Fan Zhaohui had already taken action.

Fan Zhaohui made a phone call.

The person Fan Zhaohui knew was one of the leaders who managed Baiyuan.

"Old Qin, I'm in Baiyuan. There is a performance by Master Han, the master of folk art. Please help me get some tickets. Money is not an issue."

When the call was connected, Fan Zhaohui said loudly.

"Wait a moment, I'll call you later."

The leader opposite answered.

"Auntie, don't worry. If I ask, Lao Qin will definitely give me the face. I will definitely help you get the tickets for this show!"

Fan Zhaohui said with great confidence.

When he was talking, Fan Zhaohui glanced at Chen Fan a few times, intentionally or unintentionally, with a proud look on his face.

Within seconds, the call came.

"Old Qin, have you secured the tickets?"

Fan Zhaohui asked with a smile.

"Old Fan, there is no way, it can't be done, the people who booked those tickets are not easy."

Lao Qin replied helplessly.

He and Fan Zhaohui were just fair-weather friends. He had no need to offend others just to give Fan Zhaohui face.

You must know that the people who booked these tickets got them through their internal relationships. Who knows whether these people will know their leaders or bosses.

What if he cancels their tickets and gives the tickets to Fan Zhaohui, and really offends a leader who is more powerful than him.

"What, you can't get it?"

"Old Qin, let me tell you......"

Fan Zhaohui spoke reluctantly, but before he could finish speaking, Lao Qin had already hung up the phone.

Standing there, especially when he thought about how proud and showy he was at the beginning, Fan Zhaohui felt ashamed. At this moment, he wanted to find a hole to crawl in.

What a shame! ! !

Just when Fan Zhaohui was desperate, Chen Fan slowly spoke:

"Auntie, I got the ticket!"