I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

Hearing Meng Shengquan pretending to be lost, Ye Feng attacked again: "It is fair to eliminate you in the game. If you do not eliminate, I will report your bribery to your college."

"I'm going! Brother, are you still not a human? I'm so sad, you still hit me!"

Meng Shengquan cursed, and then he laughed and said: "But it doesn't matter if we are eliminated. In order to comfort me, our pigeon decided to have some excitement with me at night."

"Livestock!"

"Farms are better than your widowhood!"

"Fatty, you've gotten fat recently, haven't you?"

The two yelled at each other a few words, and then the fat man started talking about the subject.

"Ms. Yan asked me to ask you, will the wind go to the finals tomorrow?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. What does it mean that Yan Meifang didn't call herself directly and relayed it through Fatty?

Without thinking deeply, Ye Feng said directly: "Go, of course you have to go to people. This is a good opportunity for publicity."

Tomorrow's final will be held in the school gym, which can hold more than 8,000 people.

Not to mention full, even if the attendance rate is half, there are four or five thousand people. So many people don’t publicize and propagate, isn’t the money in front of them wasted?

Although Zhou Yue's appearance fee is excluded, there is not much money left, but the small mosquito legs are not meat.

After talking to the fat man again, Ye Feng knocked on the table and shouted, "Xu Xiu."

Xu Xiu hurriedly walked in and said, "President Duan said to come back as soon as possible. It will take about two or three days."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "I will inform Manager Hu later and let him go to Guangda to attend the singing contest finals tomorrow."

Xu Xiu wanted to say something but stopped.

Seeing Ye Feng looking over, Xu Xiucai whispered: "Mr. Ye, it has been reported recently that Manager Hu seems to be looking for a home and is posting resumes everywhere."

Ye Feng frowned, it doesn't matter if someone tells him.

The important thing is that since Xu Xiu told herself, the news is almost always true.

After the last incident, Ye Feng has been suppressing and never talked to Hu Chunze. He didn't expect that he would waver first.

With a sigh, Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Let him go, let the deputy manager of the marketing department go over the singing contest."

Xu Xiu responded, and when he saw that Ye Feng was okay, he went out to inform people.

Ye Feng sat on the chair for a while and thought for a while, it seemed that he had to look for a candidate for the marketing manager.

When returning home in the evening, Ye Feng went to the Youth Home Phase II to check the progress of the project.

The renovation work is nearing completion, and workers are installing lamps.

Seeing Ye Feng, the foreman walked over and said, "Boss Ye, the work will be almost finished in a week or so, and you can move in at most one month after you disperse the taste."

Ye Feng nodded, handed a cigarette over, and talked a few words with the foreman before going downstairs.

When I went downstairs, I happened to meet Song Jia again. This was the third time Ye Feng had met her in Youth Home.

Seeing Ye Feng, Song Jia smiled and said, "Ye Feng, I heard that you offended our grassroots hero in Guangcheng?"

Ye Feng glared at her, it must be Yan Meifang who secretly said bad things about herself.

Too lazy to argue with Song Jia, Ye Feng said, "Isn't your house unrenovated? Why are you running here at night?"

Song Jia’s house was bought. Building No. 11 is not far from Building No. 8. It’s a minute or two on foot.

Song Jia sighed, and Ye Feng said, "You think it's as idle as you are. I go to work during the day and come to look at the house at night. By the way, I design a decoration drawing, which can save a little."

"Oh, I didn't see it, you still have this ability." Ye Feng joked, and then asked: "I forgot to ask you, where do you work now?"

Song Jia was a little embarrassed, and after a long while, she said perfunctorily: "You care where I am doing it. If you don't talk to you, I have to go see the house."

After speaking, he didn't care about Ye Feng, his steps accelerated and left in a hurry.

Ye Feng curled his lips, guessing that this girl must be a bad job, or she must show off to herself.

The next night.

Because there was something going on in Yuanfeng, Ye Feng was a little late when he arrived at the gymnasium.

I originally thought that the gymnasium could hold seven or eight thousand people, just find a place to sit.

Who knew that when Ye Feng arrived, the stadium was full!

Ye Feng was a little stunned. There are not so many people in the entire college of economics and management, right?

The member of the student union who was standing next to him asked, "Isn't it said that only people from the School of Economics and Management are allowed to enter? Why are other colleges here?"

The boy who was asked gave Ye Feng a blank look at the situation, and said out of anger: "Who knows, do we really fail to register with so many people? When we come, we will sit down, whether the manager will take care of it."

Seeing his bad tone, Ye Feng also looked upset.

What attitude is this? If you are so arrogant and boisterous, you can eat well in society in the future?

Not too lazy to care about him, Ye Feng cursed "I'm sick", and before the other party could react, he squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

The scolded boy glanced around, and Ye Feng's shadow could not be found in the dimly lit gymnasium, so he had to give up his thoughts of finding Ye Feng trouble.

Ye Feng squeezed in the crowd for a long time, not to mention the seats, there were still people in line at the station, and suddenly he was speechless.

After a long time, Ye Feng found an acquaintance.

Yan Meifang was also on the court to help maintain order. Ye Feng hurriedly squeezed in and asked: "Old Yan, is there any space left?"

Yan Meifang was full of black lines when he heard Ye Feng's name.

Not wanting to talk to Ye Feng, Yan Meifang pretended not to hear, and continued to shout: "The classmates in the front row are quiet, the game is about to begin!"

"Hey, Lao Yan, did you hear me?" Ye Feng repeated.

Yan Meifang finally couldn't pretend, and turned around and shouted: "Mr. Ye Feng, why do you call me Lao Yan, am I very old?"

Ye Feng curled his lips and said dismissively: "It's just a name, you can also call me Lao Ye, I have no objection."

Yan Meifang was defeated by his cheeky, and said helplessly: "Where is there any space, find a place to stand by yourself!"

"Hey, I'm the sponsor, and I'm also a person with a good face anyway, you let me stand and watch?"

Yan Meifang gave him a white look, and said in an angry voice: "Whoever is there is a monster with a head and a face, and a monster without a head and a face!"

Ye Feng was choked out of breath.

Is there an explanation for this?

Yan Meifang felt a sigh of relief, and then smiled: "I want to sit and watch, wait here, and arrange you later."

Under the eaves, Ye Feng still wanted to see how effective tonight was, so he had to stand aside and wait obediently.

It was almost three or four minutes before Yan Meifang came over and said, "Come with me."

Ye Feng didn't ask where she was going to take herself, but it was almost always backstage, and he had known that these teachers would definitely start a small stove.