I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

Seeing Yan Meifang, Ye Feng was also surprised. It seemed like Cao Cao had arrived just like that.    

    

He had just used Yan Meifang to build a relationship with Tao Xuanzhao, and when he turned around, he met Yan Meifang.    

    

Without replying to Yan Meifang, Ye Feng asked, "It should be me asking you, right? Isn't your dorm over by the south gate? Why are you here?"    

    

Yan Meifang rolled her eyes and said snappily, "Who cares about me? I'm willing to do it!"    

    

After saying that, she saw that Ye Feng was about to leave with a dark face. Yan Meifang blocked the way again, "Don't go yet. I still have something to ask you."    

    

"Speak!"    

    

Yan Meifang and Ye Feng were already used to bickering, so they did not mind Ye Feng's cold attitude.    

    

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw two more men with cold expressions following behind Ye Feng. He curiously asked, "Your friend?"    

    

"Bodyguards!" Ye Feng said casually.    

    

In the end, Yan Meifang actually believed him. She sized up Lu Kuan and Lu Kuan with a curious look on her face.    

    

Only after a long while did he grumble, "That's how an emotional bodyguard looks, he doesn't seem mysterious at all."    

    

The corners of Lu Kuan and Zhang Yang's mouths twitched. Could it be that bodyguards aren't people?    

    

Ye Feng naturally heard her, but he could not be bothered to pay attention to Yan Meifang. This was a young woman in her junior high school. He could not treat her like a university teacher.    

    

Seeing Yan Meifang blocking the way and not saying anything, Ye Feng impatiently said, "Isn't there something you want to ask?"    

    

"Why are you being so fierce!"    

    

Yan Meifang snorted and hurriedly said when she saw that Ye Feng was about to leave, "Don't go, I still haven't asked."    

    

Ye Feng stopped and looked at her helplessly, "Can you hurry? I still have things to do."    

    

"What can happen to you? All day long, you've been messing around with a bunch of university students." Yan Meifang muttered.    

    

Seeing that Ye Feng had turned dark again, Yan Meifang turned back to the main topic at hand, "I just want to know, do you want to use the car? If not, can you lend it to me?"    

    

Ye Feng's face was full of black lines, thinking, I'm not that familiar with you yet, right?    

    

Noticing that Ye Feng was silent, Yan Meifang said anxiously, "Are you going to lend it to me or not?"    

    

Ye Feng's face darkened as he said in a bad mood, "No!"    

    

Yan Meifang looked disappointed when she heard that. She grumbled, "You're a big boss, why are you so stingy?"    

    

Ye Feng was speechless. He was too lazy to bother with her and turned to leave.    

    

Yan Meifang knew that Ye Feng would not take advantage of the situation, so she did not stop him.    

    

He then shouted from behind, "Ye Feng, if it's convenient for you, let me use it. I really need it!"    

    

"Rent on your own!"    

    

Ye Feng did not care about what Yan Meifang was thinking about, and quickly left after saying that.    

    

After Ye Feng left, Yan Meifang humphed, "If I can afford it, I'll have to show you my true colors!"    

    

Yan Meifang was already angry, but when she saw Ye Feng get on the Lotus Eija and the two bodyguards get on a Mercedes-Benz S600, she got even angrier.    

    

There's obviously more than one car, yet you don't want to lend it to me, and you still call yourself a friend?!    

    

"… …"    

    

Yan Meifang was not a friend, and Ye Feng was not easy to define, but Meng Shengquan was definitely a friend.    

    

Ye Feng's house had just been renovated, and the first visitor was this fatty.    

    

Entering Ye Feng's new home, Meng Shengquan received a big blow.    

    

He found that the Feng brother he knew was just the tip of the iceberg, this guy was way too wealthy.    

    

The age difference wasn't too great. This guy had a car and a mansion, how could he let others live?    

    

A trace of envy appeared on his face. Meng Shengquan asked, "Brother, don't tell me you also bought this house?"    

    

Ye Feng ignored him, took out a new pair of slippers, and asked, "Tea or drinks?"    

    

"I want to drink Da Hong Pao, do you!"    

    

Ye Feng pretended not to hear him, and casually took a bottle of green tea from the fridge and threw it to him.    

    

They sat down on the sofa. Meng Shengquan wished he could put everything he had on the sofa. After a while, he said with a comfortable face, "Brother, your house is even brighter than the young people's apartment over there. Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! This life is really inhuman!"    

    

Ye Feng's face was full of black lines. Was he saying that he was not a human?    

    

Since he had no time to bother with him, he switched on the television to a different channel and watched. Meng Shengquan did not say anything and followed Ye Feng to watch the TV.    

    

After seven or eight minutes, Meng Shengquan said helplessly, "Why didn't you ask me?"    

    

"If you have something to say, then say it. If you have nothing to say, then shut up."    

    

On the news, it was reporting on the incident at the other end of the Xiangjiang River. Ye Feng was listening intently, how could he have the time to argue with Fatty?    

    

Fatty looked depressed. After a while, he said, "I was going to pay you back, but now I don't want to. What do I do?"    

    

Only then did Ye Feng understand why the fatty sneakily came to find him. No wonder Xu Fangpigeon didn't come with him.    

    

As for the money, although Ye Feng did not forget about it, if Fatty did not bring it up, he would not take it either.    

    

Ye Zichen didn't expect that this fellow would still want to pay him back after half a year.    

    

Looking at him curiously, Ye Feng asked, "Aren't you short on money? "He really went to become a duck?"    

    

Meng Shengquan rolled his eyes and snorted, "I saved it. I lost weight and ate less. If I knew you were leading such a wealthy life, I wouldn't have suffered so much."    

    

Ye Feng glanced at him but didn't say anything. From start to finish, he hadn't been able to see how skinny this guy was.    

    

Meng Shengquan just opened his mouth and said. After a while, he took out a stack of money from his pocket.    

    

Seeing Ye Feng reach out to grab it, Meng Shengquan grabbed his hand and said with a painful look on his face, "Why don't you say something?"    

    

"Why are you being so courteous?"    

    

"No matter what, can you at least say a few polite words? For example, if you don't rush the money, you can pay it back in the year that you are rich …"    

    

"Or perhaps, this money will be your wedding money in the future. I don't want it anymore …"    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Ye Feng interrupted him, and said snappily: "Well, in the end, you don't want to return the money, right? Fine, I'll treat this money as your share of the money. "It's as I said, when you really get married, I'm not going to give you red packets."    

    

Meng Shengquan was confused.    

    

Ye Feng was a tycoon. If he married, the red packet would definitely not be small. Was it worth it to pay for such a small amount of money?    

    

Ignoring Meng Shengquan's hesitation, Ye Feng watched the TV leisurely, making fun of him, "In other words, no matter how many times you get married, I promise I will give you a big red packet every time. After a few times, you will earn big."    

    

"Can we get a divorce and remarry?" Fatty's reaction was extremely fast, as he quickly followed up with a sentence.    

    

Ye Feng almost spat out blood. This guy was really talented.    

    

The two argued for a while, but Meng Shengquan reluctantly let go of the money.    

    

However, Ye Feng said, "Forget it, you should keep it for yourself. I don't need this small amount of money right now."    

    

Meng Shengquan obviously knew that Ye Feng did not lack money, but he still said seriously, "It's your business if you don't lack money. I lent it to you, so you will definitely get it back."    

    

Ye Feng immediately had a whole new level of respect for this guy. He never thought that Fatty would have such a manly side.    

    

However, never underestimate the thickness of a fatty's skin. Meng Shengquan then gave a sly smile and said, "I am trying to catch a big fish in a long line, do you understand? "It's not that hard to borrow after I've done that. I'll return 20 thousand to you now, but I'll borrow 20 million another day. Do you think I've made a profit?"    

    

Ye Feng shook his head, he knew that this guy could not speak good words.    

    

After returning the money, the two chatted for a while.    

    

At noon, Ye Feng was originally going to treat Fatty to lunch, but this guy insisted on accompanying Xu Fangpigeon.    

    

Ye Feng did not force him, but before he left, Meng Shengquan said to him, "Big Brother, be careful when you go out. There are people around the apartment asking about you. "I didn't think much of it at first, but now that I know you're so rich, I'm afraid someone might have a bad idea."    

    

Meng Shengquan left after speaking, but Ye Feng was very concerned.    

    

Could it be that guy Fang Li Cheng?