I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

The managers of the Golden Dragon Group participated in the meeting, and the department managers were the lowest-level managers.

Many of these people have been staring at the position of vice president of the group a long time ago, but Duan Pengfei never intends to arrange someone in this position, so everyone dare not ask more.

At this time, the people present here were either directors or senior executives. They were all old foxes. Under the crowd's attention, suddenly a young vice president came out. He seemed to be very face-to-face. He had never seen him in the company before.

This. Who can be convinced?

"President Duan, what the **** is going on?" The question was a middle-aged man with a blessed figure and shaggy hair. This man was the second largest shareholder in the group except Duan Pengfei, named Bai Zheng.

Under normal circumstances, Duan Pengfei had decided that others would not dare to talk too much, so he was qualified to question a little.

Now, when the second shareholder asked a question, Duan Pengfei didn't answer if it was not good. He glanced at Ye Feng and saw that he nodded slightly and shook his head slightly. Duan Pengfei knew it in his heart.

"President Bai, this is how things are going." He said, "President Ye's personnel arrangement is a decision of the headquarters. Do you have any questions about the direct transfer of the Beijing Ye Group?"

"No more." Bai Zheng shut up obediently.

On the surface, Golden Dragon Group is Duan Pengfei's enterprise, but the actual behind-the-scenes owner is the Jingcheng Ye family. Not many people know about this, but everyone who is qualified to sit in this conference room knows.

Since it was sent by the Ye family, who would dare to have an opinion?

Wait, his name is Ye Feng.

Everyone in the room thought, could it be the eldest master of the Ye family?

"Everyone." Duan Pengfei said, "Ye is always a member of the side branch of the Ye family. Don't think too much, just work with President Ye in the future."

After hearing this, everyone was relieved.

Then I figured it out, yes, if Young Master Ye was sent down, he would directly control the entire group the last time, how could he be just a vice president?

Members of the Ye Family branch, well, that should be a role that is not highly valued in the family, so thinking about it, it is not so scary.

Seeing the performance of the audience, Ye Feng nodded, very satisfied.

Before, he nodded and shook his head at Duan Pengfei. That's what he meant. He could reveal that he was a member of the Ye family, but don't name his identity. He still doesn't want to be obscured all day, that would be very annoying.

After the meeting was over, everyone went out one after another, only Ye Feng and Duan Pengfei stayed.

There are no others here, and Ye Feng will show off directly: "Old man, I will tell you in advance that when I need me to come forward, I can show my face, and don't bother me when I'm fine."

"Young Master." Duan Pengfei said with difficulty: "You signed, you have to participate in business."

Ye Feng waved his hand and said impatiently, "Don't mention this to me. What if I signed it? I didn't volunteer for this, but the Ye family was not very happy. Can't you see it? If you want me to inherit the family business, why just throw me a Golden Dragon Group? What status is your company in the Yip Group? You know better than me?"

"Young Master." Duan Pengfei whispered for a long time, speechless, he is not qualified to interrupt such things.

Ye Feng stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the vehicles and pedestrians below, feeling that everything was boring.

Want me to be a sharpening stone for "that person"? Or a stepping stone?

Oh, no matter what, you can't succeed. If I had escaped you so easily, I wouldn't have run out of the house alone.

If you lack a "sparring" to hone the level, just take me out?

How can there be such a truth in the world?

Am I right?

brother.

Ye Feng's cold smile was reflected on the window.

The evening reception was held in Yusheng Garden, which is the most high-end commercial club in the entire Tianhai City and one of the industries of the Golden Dragon Group.

As a leading enterprise in Tianhai City, Golden Dragon Group needs to have a good relationship with all walks of life at all times, and holding a cocktail party has become a very suitable way.

At the monthly Yusheng Garden Cocktail Party, some elites from political circles to business circles and even provincial capitals will gather here.

Duan Pengfei had something to deal with temporarily, let Ye Feng go by himself first, and he would arrive later. Seeing Ye Feng sitting in the car, Duan Pengfei told the driver: "You must be careful when driving, and you must ensure the safety of Mr. Ye."

When Ye Feng was on the road, many people had gathered in the Yusheng Garden hall. The long table in the center of the hall was filled with wine glasses and cold food, which was convenient for guests to pick up and use.

At this moment, the guests are in groups of twos and threes, all in suits and shoes, close to each other for their own interests.

Ye Feng encountered a little trouble when entering Yusheng Garden-he did not have a VIP card for this clubhouse. The rule here is that you must hold a card to release.

This is Duan Pengfei's negligence.

"Sorry, you can't enter." The security guard at the door spoke very rudely.

Ye Feng said, "I'm the vice president of King Long Group. President Duan asked me to come first. If you don't believe me, you can ask the driver." Then, he turned his head and pointed to the Mercedes-Benz car.

The security guard glanced behind Ye Feng and suddenly smiled.

Just kidding, can I pretend to be a member of Yushengyuan by just driving a Mercedes-Benz? What's more, this guy pretended to be the vice president of Golden Dragon Group. When did Golden Dragon Group have an extra vice president?

No way, Duan Pengfei usually travels in his Rolls-Royce. The people in Yushengyuan only recognize that car. Now Ye Feng’s Mercedes-Benz is really not convincing, even if the driver helps him prove it. Some people believe it.

Ye Feng explained several times in succession, the security guard insisted on life and death, and threatened him: "This gentleman, if you stay here again, I can ask someone to ask you to go. Believe me, it will definitely be pretty bad. face."

Of course you will lose face if you are beaten and thrown out.

Ye Feng stared at the security guard, and the security guard stared at him, without any intention of giving way.

Although the job of watching the gate is not very decent, but at any rate it is also an employee of the Golden Dragon Group. Yusheng Garden is the most high-end clubhouse in Tianhai. The boss lets him look at the gate. He can be trusted. How could he just go in and release people ?

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Ye Feng asked, "Really not let in?"

"Don't let me know, just roll away, or it won't look good when you start."

Ye Feng shrugged and asked the driver back: "Have you brought cigarettes?"

"Take it," the driver said.

"Give me one." After Ye Feng finished speaking, the driver took out the cigarette case, popped one out and lit one for him.

Patter.

"Hiss——" Ye Feng took a sip, looked at the security guard and said, "Wait for someone, don't you mind?"

"Go away and wait, you are blocking the door, delaying other VIPs from entering."

Ye Feng frowned and said, "It's okay, but can you speak politely, such as-'This gentleman, please let me out of the door a little bit so that other guests can enter." How did you teach you to serve?"

"Oh, what the fuck?" The security guard was amused. "Are you **** sick? Which green onion are you? Just pretend to be a member. I can discount your legs, believe it?"

Ye Feng was also happy, just about to tease the security guard again when he suddenly heard someone talking behind him.

"Are you Ye Feng?"