I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

Ye Feng turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a bit arrogant expression. He didn't know why, but he looked familiar.

correct!

This guy looks a bit like Wang Kai!

Ye Feng thought to himself, should he be

At this moment, Ye Feng had been standing at the door for a while. Before, the security guards refused to let in. Now he was stopped by a middle-aged person. After such a delay, the clubhouse was full of people.

At a glance, there were more than a dozen of them. Several of them were watching the excitement when Ye Feng and Bao Bao clashed. Later, after hearing the ins and outs of the people in front, they did not rush in.

Anyway, there is still a while before the reception officially starts. They don't mind watching the excitement. Of course, it would be best if they could see the security guard attack Ye Feng all over the floor.

Money and status, in addition to giving people material enjoyment and lofty status, the only pleasure left is not seeing others make a fool of themselves?

Now, as soon as the middle-aged person appeared, the crowd whispered.

Among these people, no one knew Ye Feng, but they all knew this middle-aged man, because he was so famous, he was the boss of Zhentian Group——Wang Hai, the real big man in Tianhai City.

Wang Hai looked at Ye Feng and smiled maliciously: "Why, don't you know me? I'm Wang Hai, Wang Kai's father. You are Ye Feng, right? I didn't hear that you are qualified to participate in this reception. Are you here to eat and drink?"

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd burst into laughter.

Ye Feng was smoking a cigarette, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

His son Wang Kai was beaten badly. According to Wang Hai's temper, he wanted to abolish Ye Feng here, but he was helpless. This was Yusheng Garden and Duan Pengfei's site. He didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

However, it is still possible to prevent this kid from coming to stage in front of everyone, and it should not be excessive.

"Hee--whee--" Ye Feng took a cigarette and found the bottom. He threw the cigarette **** to the ground and trampled it out, stretched out his hand and said: "When we first met, Mr. Wang, I am very puzzled, how do you know that I am Ye wind?"

Wang Hai didn’t hold it. He stared at Ye Feng’s face and said, “Young man, you haven’t heard of my name? You typed Wang Kai like that, thinking I didn’t check you? ."

"Yeah, so we are still acquaintances." Ye Feng smiled and said: "Uncle Wang is good." He stretched out his hand as he said.

Wang Hai looked disgusted, but still shook Ye Feng's hand. After shook his hand, he took out the handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped it carefully, from between his fingers to the palm of his hand, not even letting go between his fingers. After wiping, He handed the handkerchief to the secretary Hu Yu, and said, "Throw it in the trash can."

"Yes, Mr. Wang." Hu Yu took the handkerchief with a smile and walked to the trash can.

Wang Hai looked around to see the lively crowd, shrugged, and laughed: "Everyone, it's not that Wang Hai doesn't understand etiquette, it is true. Shaking hands with this kind of person is easy to get bad luck."

Someone in the crowd was not afraid of big things, and asked with a throat: "Mr. Wang, what a bad luck?"

Wang Hai said: "You may not know that this kid is a trash. He is married to someone else's house as a door-to-door son-in-law, eats a wife, lives on a woman's side, in order to have a meal, in order to have a bed. I even heard that he washes his mother-in-law's feet every night. You said that such a hand, I can't quickly wipe it off after I shake it?"

"puff!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Really? Isn't Mr. Wang telling jokes?"

"Is there really such a wretched man in the world?"

Everyone laughed happily, looking at Ye Feng's eyes was like looking at a funny clown.

However, Ye Feng did not justify a word, but looked at Wang Hai calmly.

Wang Hai continued: "The people who came to the reception today are all from the Golden Dragon Group who have given invitations. You said, how can you receive invitations with this kind of waste? So I said you want to get in and eat and drink, I didn’t guess. Wrong?"

"Tsk tusk tusk." At this moment, a fat man with a fat brain stood out from the crowd, and said with a smile to Ye Feng: "Little brother, how long have you not eaten a full meal? Squeak when you are hungry, brother arranged You, but don’t enter Yusheng Garden. This is a high-end place, not a place for begging."

After finishing speaking, the fat man raised his foot laboriously, pointed to the sole and said, "Come on, my brother, I accidentally stepped on **** when I went out this morning. Although the shoes have been polished, I guess there will be some left. You are not hungry. Is it? Shouldn't you dislike it?"

"Hahahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter.

Seeing this scene, the security guard at the door frowned.

He wasn't holding the injustice for Ye Feng, but surrounded by such a large group of people, detrimental to the image of the club, so he said: "Boss, go in and talk. This person will let me deal with it."

"Go in? Why go in?" Wang Hai smiled and said, "Everyone, have you seen enough?"

"No--see--enough--" the people around yelled loudly when watching the excitement.

"Oh yo, that's right." Wang Hai patted his head and said, "There's another surly, this kid's wife is the vice president of Bitian International Shopping Mall, Chen Yurou, everyone knows you?"

"Chen Yurou?"

"is her?"

"Chen Yurou actually married such a trash?"

The crowd suddenly burst into shock.

Bitian International Shopping Center was one of the best large-scale shopping malls in Tianhai City in the early years, but because of poor management in the past two years, it has declined somewhat.

But Bitian has a beauty vice president. This is well known in the Tianhai business circle. In secret, some people even regard Chen Yurou as the top beauty in the Tianhai business circle.

However, I didn't expect that such a woman would marry this kind of man, so everyone felt heartache after watching the excitement. Looking at Ye Feng, it was not just contempt, but also hostility.

Wang Hai was very satisfied with the performance of the crowd. The more people looked down on Ye Feng, the happier he was. He couldn't help but put his face closer to Ye Feng, squinted his eyes and said, "Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a thug. How can you hurt? My son, I will give it back to you ten times. I advise you to go back and eat some good drinks, because tonight will be the last meal of your life. Tomorrow, I will kill you."

Ye Feng looked like he hadn't heard it, and pulled out his ears.

Of course, in everyone's eyes, his performance was just as scary, and he didn't even dare to talk back. This also confirmed his waste status.

Wang Hai turned to the crowd and said, "Why don't you tell everyone that my son is interested in Chen Yurou. When I turn around and remarry to my son, I will invite you all to have a wedding drink!"

"Hahaha! Good! I'm waiting to drink Mr. Wang Xijiu!"

"President Wang, let me know when the time comes and I will be there!"

"You bullshit!"

Amidst the roar of laughter, there was a sudden stern shout of anger, which was sharp and harsh.

A large group of people, including Wang Hai and Ye Feng, followed the voice and looked over.

Chen Yurou?