I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

Yan Meifang mocked Ye Feng to her heart's content. This was such a rare opportunity.    

    

Normally, five people and six people like Ye Feng were blind on the road. This was simply too satisfying.    

    

Ye Feng's face was full of black lines. Was there a need to laugh so ridiculously?    

    

Ye Feng harrumphed. Seeing that they were almost out of the woods, Ye Feng did not care about her. He quickly walked past Yan Meifang and headed outside.    

    

As soon as they left the small forest, the street lights lit up. Ye Feng naturally knew where they were.    

    

Afraid that Yan Meifang behind him would continue to mock him, Ye Feng hurriedly ran down the road until he saw his car. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.    

    

Thinking about how Yan Meifang had made a joke out of him just now, Ye Feng sighed. His reputation had been ruined.    

    

"… …"    

    

After the singing competition, Ye Feng's days were peaceful once again.    

    

He would either take care of things in Nanhua, or check on the progress of the new house.    

    

At the end of April, Ye Feng received two pieces of good news at the same time.    

    

The first was that the new house was ready to be renovated. If the smell was spread out, he could live here.    

    

Second, the April results came out.    

    

The other branches had not changed much, but Nanhua's results had risen by 20%.    

    

This good news excited Ye Feng for a while. This was Nanhua, Yuanfeng's biggest flagship store.    

    

Every month, his profit would be above 50 million and he would be able to go up 20%. This meant that Ye Feng's income would increase by 10 million this month.    

    

It was unknown whether Ye Feng's consumption level had increased or if a few events had attracted more customers.    

    

As long as he was profitable, he would be able to earn more money than he could invest in this month. One month was enough for him to make a profit.    

    

Ye Feng was in a good mood, so he was prepared to share with others.    

    

He took out his phone and dialed Chen Yu Rou's number. After the call connected, Ye Feng laughed: "Yu Rou, are you returning to Grand City tomorrow? I'll pick you up. "    

    

Tomorrow, at 51, he still wanted to give Chen Yurou an unexpected surprise.    

    

Ye Feng never told Chen Yurou about buying a house in Guangcheng, but now that the house was ready, Ye Feng waited for Chen Yurou to come back and start purchasing.    

    

Who would have thought that Chen Yu Rou would angrily say: "Not going back! Go and hook up with your little vixen! "    

    

Ye Feng was at a loss, and said depressingly: "What little vixen? How did I offend you again? "    

    

"Ye Feng, you're still lying! I already know about your situation. Be honest and open-minded, or else we won't have anything else to say! "    

    

Ye Feng was even more aggrieved in his heart, and angrily said: "Yurou, where did you hear such a messed up thing from? What am I supposed to confess to?!"    

    

After a while, Ye Feng still hadn't heard Chen Yu Rou's reply.    

    

Vaguely, it seemed that Chen Yurou was holding the phone and talking to someone else. After a while, she said in a spoiled manner, "Hubby, I was just joking with you. Are you angry?"    

    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched. At this time, if he still did not understand what had happened, then he would truly be an idiot.    

    

Chen Yurou was actually probing him, and using such a clumsy method at that.    

    

Ye Feng rubbed his temples and snappily said, "From now on, don't listen to your dorm mates' nonsense. If you are ruined, let's see how I will deal with them the next time we meet!"    

    

"Yurou, your husband actually dares to threaten us! Quickly abandon him!"    

    

"Yes, Yurou, I can't take this kind of husband!"    

    

"Yurou, let me pick up the phone, I want to see how he'll deal with me!"    

    

"…"    

    

Ye Feng's forehead was full of black lines. Are these women that free?    

    

He was very worried, if he stayed in Shanghai for another two years, would Chen Yu Rou become a different person?    

    

If Chen Yurou became so suspicious all day, would this life be over?    

    

Just thinking about it made Ye Feng shudder, and he hurriedly said: "Yurou, let's chat privately, don't let them listen to the phone!"    

    

Another denouncement came from the other side of the phone, then the sound gradually faded away. It seemed like Chen Yiran had left the dorm.    

    

Ye Feng let out a breath of relief and asked, "You're out?"    

    

Chen Yu Rou giggled, and tried to curry favor with him: "You're not angry, right? They're the ones who insisted on stealing my phone number. "    

    

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, and did not hesitate to ask again, "Will you be back tomorrow?"    

    

Chen Yurou was in a bit of a dilemma. After a while, she said, "Sorry, my roommates said that they want to go to the scenic spots near the Shanghai market. They want me to go with them. I probably can't go back."    

    

Ye Feng was a bit disappointed, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to give out the pleasant surprise.    

    

However, after thinking about it, Chen Yu Rou couldn't come back, so he decided to go himself.    

    

Just as he wanted to tell Chen Yurou, Ye Feng held himself back. He would go tomorrow and talk about it.    

    

"… …"    

    

May 1st.    

    

At ten o'clock in the morning, the plane landed at Hong Qiao Airport.    

    

When Ye Feng came out of the terminal, he couldn't help but look at the sky.    

    

The last time he came to Shanghai, he had come to discuss business with a few luxury goods merchants. At that time, he had to lower his head and pretend to be a grandson every time he took on the right to represent a brand.    

    

And now, these high and mighty luxury brands, through the hands of Ye Feng, have opened up the markets of the second and third tier cities in Nanjiang Province. Every store in Yuanfeng has many special brand cabinets, and their sales are astonishing.    

    

Rubbing his nose, Ye Feng took out his phone and called Chen Yu Rou.    

    

The call quickly connected, Chen Yu Rou's first words were, "Hubby, don't tell me you came to Shanghai!"    

    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth began to twitch, and he remained silent for a long while.    

    

"You didn't really come, did you?" Chen Yu Rou saw that Ye Feng did not say anything, and was so shocked that she did not know what to do.    

    

Ye Feng rubbed his nose and sneezed. Finally, he said, "Wife, do you know that smart women are not likeable?"    

    

Chen Yurou ignored him, and said with a somewhat urgent tone: "Did you come to Shanghai? Where are you now? "    

    

Ye Feng could no longer hold it in, and said with a depressed look on his face, "I've come to Shanghai. Are you in business school or somewhere else?"    

    

"I'm in the academy now, I'll pick you up!" Chen Yu Rou hastily replied.    

    

Ye Feng snorted, and said unhappily: "You look down on me? Don't I know the way? "    

    

Chen Yu Rou was stunned, then she laughed: "Nutty, then you call a taxi over here, I'll be waiting for you at the entrance."    

    

Ye Feng proudly hung up the phone, hailed a taxi and headed for Changjiang Business School.    

    

In the past, Ye Feng had heard that the local residents of Shanghai were xenophobic. Once they found out that you were from a foreign land, they would look down on you easily.    

    

Unexpectedly, this rumor came true for the taxi driver.    

    

From the moment Ye Feng got on the car, the driver had only spoken a few words.    

    

The first sentence was, "Where are you going?"    

    

Then, he got out of the car and said, "80!"    

    

Ye Feng was depressed to death. Could it be that he was being looked down on and was being discriminated against?    

    

He wanted to find a brother to properly theorize, but he felt that it was too childish, so Ye Feng could only give up on this idea.