Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 191 Small and micro enterprises are not worth mentioning!

Ye Fan was slightly surprised: "You even know about watches?"

It's not surprising that Qin Kun knows Patek Philippe, but being able to identify the specific model at a glance is quite remarkable.

Qin Kun said confidently, "Just kidding, I've studied watches for two years, you know!"

"How much did you pay for this watch?"

"A little over five hundred, less than six hundred," Ye Fan said calmly.

"You're really generous." Qin Kun wouldn't make the same mistake as Chen Wanyu, mistaking the unit of measurement for "block." "Looks like you like watches too?"

Qin Kun wasn't particularly surprised, since most rich kids pursue luxury cars, expensive watches, women, and the like.

This has been a common occurrence for a long time.

"I wouldn't say I like them," Ye Fan casually flicked his wrist, "I just use them for convenience to tell the time. If we're talking about preferences, I'd lean more towards cars."

"Haha! You've really come to the right place today!" Qin Kun's eyes lit up, and he excitedly put his arm around Ye Fan's shoulder. "I guarantee you'll have a real eye-opener and a feast for the eyes later! Let me introduce you to some friends first."

Qin Kun pointed at Ye Fan and said to the crowd, "This is a friend I recently met, Ye Fan, from Fujian Province."

He paused, deliberately emphasizing his words as if throwing a pebble: "Don't let Brother Ye's young age of eighteen fool you; he's already a high-end client of ICBC Private Bank, and even has his own personal secretary!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of young people who had been looking at Ye Fan with scrutiny and curiosity changed their expressions instantly.

Several gazes swept quickly over his young face and the Patek Philippe on his wrist, then turned serious, as if a silent weighing and reassessment had filled the air.

For ICBC's private banking high-end users, the addition of a personal secretary signifies a significant level of influence within their circle.

Qin Kun smiled knowingly and turned to introduce the people around him to Ye Fan one by one.

His gaze first fell on the slightly chubby boy with a round face and a somewhat simple and honest look. He pointed at him and said, "This is Qin Fei, my cousin. Don't let his chubby appearance fool you; he's actually quite shrewd and has a particular fondness for these shiny things, especially watches."

Qin Fei acted naturally and casually, without any airs of a rich second-generation. He grinned familiarly and extended his hand, saying, "Hey, buddy! I'm Qin Fei. Brother Kun always mentions you, so please take care of me in the future!"

His voice was loud and clear, not like that of a rich second-generation, but rather carried the cheerful spirit of a street thug, making people feel friendly as soon as they heard it.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, politely shook his hand, and nodded, saying, "Hello, Ye Fan! It's a pleasure to meet you."

Qin Fei's gaze inadvertently fell on the understated yet luxurious watch on Ye Fan's wrist, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He raised an eyebrow and gave an exaggerated whistle: "Hey, isn't this a Patek Philippe Ref. 5370P? The split-seconds chronograph, the limited edition, right? If I remember correctly, it starts at over five million on the market! Dude, you've got some serious strength; you're only eighteen and you can already afford this treasure?"

Ye Fan glanced down at his watch, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, more or less."

"Tsk tsk, this isn't cheap!" Qin Fei's tone was full of envy, his eyes narrowed into slits like a child staring at a beloved toy.

He leaned closer and lowered his voice, asking, "Tell me, bro, what does your family do? You're only eighteen, and your family already gives you this much cash flow? When I was eighteen, I begged and pleaded to buy a Lamborghini, and I couldn't even see a single wheel!"

Hearing this, Qin Kun couldn't help but interject, adding with a mischievous grin, "She just bought a Ferrari not long ago, a red one, it's really flashy!"

"What?" Qin Fei's face instantly fell, like a deflated balloon.

He buried his head in his hands, looked up to the sky, and sighed, "Jealousy has distorted me beyond recognition! God, this is so unfair!"

His exaggerated expression made the people around him burst into laughter.

If Qin Fei knew that Ye Fan had also ordered a LaFerrari, he would probably be so jealous he'd split apart.

Seeing this, Ye Fan chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Let's do some real business! It's just a small business, not worth mentioning."

Qin Fei's round eyes widened instantly, as if he had discovered a new continent: "Wow! Real industry? Your family must be the richest in Fujian Province, right? No wonder you can afford a Patek Philippe worth nearly 600 million yuan at just eighteen years old, and you're also a super high-end private banking customer of ICBC."

He muttered to himself, "This configuration is just too top-notch."

Ye Fan shook his head, his face still showing that nonchalant expression: "Really, it's just a small business. It's just a small workshop, barely making ends meet."

Ye Fan was indeed telling the truth; his father was indeed in the manufacturing business, which was a small and micro-sized enterprise!

Qin Fei gave him a "Are you kidding me?" look and exaggeratedly spread his hands: "Brother, are our understandings of 'small and micro' completely different? By your standards, wouldn't a tobacco company also be considered a small and micro company?"

Ye Fan shrugged: "That's just how they are!"

At this moment, a lean young man with intricate tattoos covering his arms chimed in, his voice tinged with amusement: "He's right. The tobacco company's registration information shows fewer than forty employees, thus qualifying for tax breaks for small and micro-sized enterprises. As for those behemoth-like subsidiaries... well, that's a different story."

"Holy crap!" Qin Fei exclaimed, half-believing, half-doubting as he pulled out his phone and quickly searched for the answer.

The screen lit up, and he stared wide-eyed, muttering, "It really is... the head office is just a handful, but the subsidiaries are everywhere. Their skin is thick enough to stop a bullet!"

After saying that, he couldn't resist adding, "That was awesome!"

The skinny young man warned, "Damn, watch your step! This is going too far with your generalizations. Don't blow up all the men here. If anyone gets involved, you chubby little guy will be kneeling and singing 'Conquer'."

Qin Fei looked at everyone present and said, "Hey everyone, I take back what I just said! Your small businesses are completely different from what this poor guy like me understands. I'm really sorry, please don't cause me any trouble!"

After saying that, he even bowed solemnly.

Everyone burst into laughter at Qin Fei's antics.

Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh: "It's nothing, it's nothing, everyone's just joking."

Qin Fei is a walking meme; no wonder Qin Kun brought him along to liven things up. With him around, even the most awkward atmosphere can instantly warm up.

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