I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

Listening to Yan Meifang telling the matter five to ten, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "You really wronged me. I don't have time or energy to deal with a small star. Besides, Zhou Yue had already been in the hotel last time. Show sincerity, I don’t have to continue to embarrass her."

"Then who made up these news?"

"I don't know." Ye Feng said: "I can stand up to help her dispel the rumors at best. As for who made the trip, this is not my responsibility."

Yan Meifang sighed and said, "You can help dispel the rumors."

Ye Feng asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Yan Meifang thought for a while and said, "Why don't you say something on Weibo, saying that the post about Zhou Yue is purely a rumor."

"Yes." Ye Feng directly agreed, and then said: "Why don't you ask Zhou Yue's economic company to post a Weibo that refutes the rumors, I will forward it, and then clarify."

"Well, it's good, it's more convincing."

The loan was settled, and Yan Meifang's affairs were also dealt with. Originally, Ye Feng was in a good mood.

But when he returned to Yuanfeng, his good mood was gone.

In the past two days, his mood has been like riding a roller coaster. One will be good and the other will be bad, and Ye Feng feels that he is about to become neurotic.

Seeing the chunky guy in front of him, Ye Feng was very angry.

How realistic is this to do such a wonderful thing!

Yuanfeng’s store is still open, and there is no decline in profitability. The news has not been completely spread, and even a supplier has come to pay for it!

Don't say that he hasn't lost the stock, even if he really lost it, can't you wait for a day?

Especially when the other party said about the amount of the shipment, Ye Feng was even more stunned!

150000!

A mere 150,000 payment!

Do you look down on me like that?

Just look down on Yuan Feng?

I add one for several stores, and the profit in two hours is more than that. You and others come to me for money for 150,000!

Ye Feng didn't say anything. He counted out 15 wads of banknotes from the safe in the office and smashed them on the table. He stared at the other person and said, "Get the money and go!"

The other party was sweating profusely, and said: "Mr. Ye, I didn't mean that, I was."

Ye Feng didn't speak, but looked at him so coldly.

The other party had a guilty conscience. Finally, under Ye Feng's gaze, he carefully counted the money and installed it. Then he smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, it is really my capital turnover problem."

"Fuck off after taking the money, don't you understand?"

Ye Feng wasn't going to get angry at first, but the other party added something like this, which immediately made him angry.

Duan Pengfei next to him gently pulled him, and Ye Feng snorted and sat down on the chair no longer looking at him.

The other party was too embarrassed to stay, and apologized to Ye Feng and Duan Pengfei, and then left with the box.

As soon as he left, Ye Feng smiled angrily: "Is this the wall being pushed by everyone? The wall hasn't fallen yet, is this necessary for these guys?"

"Small merchants can't afford to lose 150,000." Duan Pengfei said something fair.

If it is a big manufacturer, the eyelids are not so shallow.

Let alone whether the big manufacturers know about Ye Feng, even if they do, they won't be able to come here now.

After all, Yuanfeng is still in operation, the capital chain shows no signs of breaking, and the stores are still profitable. They definitely chose to wait and see in the early stage.

Only when they saw that Yuan Feng could not hold on, these people would come and stabbed Yuan Feng. At that time, they would recognize the money and not the people.

It makes sense for Ye Feng to think about it, and it's not worth it to be angry with this kind of person. Anyway, these guys don't even think about dealing with Yuan Feng in the future.

In the next two days, there was a lot of uproar from the streets and alleys of Guangcheng, and I don't know how many gossip related to Ye Feng came up.

Ye Feng’s ex-girlfriend will come out to talk, and Ye Feng’s ex-girlfriend will also come out to make a bubble.

In the end, Ye Feng's girlfriends exceeded dozens.

True or false, false or false, true and true, and everyone becomes more and more confused in the end.

Even if someone knew Ye Feng, he came up with a few words, but when he said it, no one cares about it.

These insiders can only sigh up to the sky, why no one will ever believe the truth.

In a small building outside the vast campus.

"Damn, forget me if you don't believe me, and scold me!"

Meng Shengquan slammed the mouse on the table fiercely, his face full of resentment.

If you zoom in on the lens, you can see that his computer page displays a post with more than a thousand replies.

As for the topic of the post, some people probably remember it, "My Brother, The Road to the Rise of Billionaires".

Xu Fangge glanced at him, and said with an aura: "Believe you to have a ghost! Return my brother, do you have such a brother?"

"Rhetoric, don't understand! Even if it's not a real brother, it's a righteous brother, I didn't lie!" Meng Shengquan retorted excitedly.

By the way, when he wrote the post, he just wanted to pretend to be forced, but he was bitten by a dog instead of pretending to be forced.

In the past two days, his posts have been pinned to the top, and at the same time he has been scolded.

No one believes that the local tyrant will be brothers with this guy, who made him pretend to be too forceful in his posts, and write himself a little too cool.

Xu Fangge ignored him, and asked after finishing his work: "Ye Feng is so rich, do you think we should invite him to dinner?

Meng Shengquan gave her a white look and hummed: "What is the relationship between my brother and I, do I need to get close?"

"Do you know what is so-so-social! You and Ye Feng only get along for a few days. Do you still have friendship with Ye Feng for a long time?"

Xu Fangge first taught him a few words, and then said: "Don't ask for it now. When my sister-in-law returns to Guangcheng, let's invite them together."

Meng Shengquan murmured, but did not refuse.

Although he has little mind, he doesn't mean that he is stupid.

Ye Feng didn't know that the article "My Brother, The Road to the Rise of Billionaires" was written by Meng Shengquan.

If he knew it, he must have stripped Meng Shengquan's skin.

Because he also read this article in his spare time. If he doesn't substitute himself, then this article is definitely a good male-male love novel.

But if it was substituted into himself and Fatty, Ye Feng would have the desire to die.

Just because he didn't know, Meng Shengquan escaped.

Of course, Ye Feng is not in the mood to care about those who write posts at this moment.

In the past two days, small suppliers have been calling for payment, and Ye Feng has felt that he is forced to do nothing.

Although the money is not much, it can be added up scattered, and in two days, he has spent more than 10 million.

This ten million or so was made by him temporarily from several branches.

If you don't give this money, you can't do it. If you can't get the money, the big suppliers are probably waiting for Ye Feng.

More than ten million went out, anyhow leaving Ye Feng at peace for two days.

Just after sending away a wave of small suppliers, Ye Feng asked CFO Tang Haiping: "How much money do we have now?"

Tang Haiping picked up the notebook and looked at it, and simply calculated it: "There is still 3.8 million, but Nanhua's turnover has not changed today, which is more than 9 million."

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he had money, he was afraid that he would have no money.

But it doesn't work if it keeps on like this. If he drags on for a few days, he will be exhausted.

These turnovers are not arbitrarily movable, except for the profit part, the other is the purchase price.

Now the misappropriation of turnover is to demolish the east wall to make up the west wall. Once a mistake is made, the trouble will only be greater.