I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

Tang Hai replied in a deadpan manner before going out to call Duan Peng Fei.    

The injury on Duan Pengfei's leg had not healed yet. Tang Haiping was the one who pushed him in.    

Ye Feng looked at Duan Peng Fei who'd lost weight again in these two days, and his eyes were filled with annoyance and self-blame.    

If it wasn't for the trouble he had caused, Duan Pengfei wouldn't have needed to bring sickness and even had to help him manage the supermarket and deal with the suppliers. Besides Ye Feng, Duan Pengfei was the busiest these two days.    

But Ye Feng couldn't let Duan Pengfei leave either. Duan Pengfei was like a needle that could freeze the sea, and without him, Ye Feng wouldn't even dare to leave the room.    

However, Ye Feng did not want to continue with these pleasantries. The only thing he could do now was to get rid of this troublesome matter as soon as possible.    

After that, he gave Duan Pengfei a long vacation. This was the way of the king.    

"… …"    

On June 12th, Yuanfeng Shopping sent invitations to suppliers of various sizes, inviting them to gather in Grand City.    

The meeting was scheduled for June 16th, at the Hotel of Guangdong Province.    

All the suppliers who received the invitation, without exception, agreed to participate in this conference.    

It was because they knew that this was not only an ordinary gathering. It was also when Yuanfeng reassured them.    

Regardless of whether Yuanfeng was truly rich or not, when the time came, he would be able to see it clearly.    

In Ye Feng's office.    

Duan Peng Fei had a praising expression. "Young Master, this move is really high!"    

Ye Feng smiled in a reserved manner, and then laughed out loud, "I didn't think that I would be so smart. Look, finally, no one has come to bother me in the past two days!"    

Rather than passively taking a beating, it was better to take the initiative.    

Putting everything else aside, just the four days difference in time was enough for Ye Feng to do a lot of things.    

Last time, Ma Yanlong had promised to lend in a week, and on the 15th, it would be exactly a week. When the loan came out, Ye Feng would be able to rest in peace.    

Duan Pengfei smiled as he wasn't as optimistic as Ye Feng. After thinking for a moment, he cautioned, "It's better to communicate with Ma Yulong first. Otherwise, we'll be courting death if we don't get the money at that time."    

The reason why Ye Feng had the confidence to hold a conference of suppliers was because he was counting on the loan of 6 million yuan.    

However, if this 6 million yuan was not paid for on time, then when the supplier launched an attack, Yuanfeng would be courting death by stealing chickens and eating rice.    

Ye Feng naturally understood this logic. After pondering for a moment, he said, "You are right, I will have to go to the Construction Bank later to take a look."    

Although Ma Yulong had obtained some benefits, he would certainly give it his all.    

He was not afraid of ten thousand yuan, but he was scared of what would happen if he did not pay up. It would be a huge loss if he did.    

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more he had a bad idea.    

He couldn't really be unable to come down by then, right?    

It was not a good thing to place all his hopes on someone else.    

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He got up and said, "I will go right now. Don't let that guy cheat me."    

"Wait a moment!"    

Duan Pengfei stopped Ye Feng and said in a low voice, "Young Master, bring the money over. Only after seeing the money will Ma Yulong feel at ease."    

Ye Feng thought about it and felt that it was reasonable. No matter how well one said it, it would still not be as beautiful as doing it.    

Even though he was short on money now, he was still short on money, so he could still take out the 800 thousand he promised.    

Taking out 800 thousand yuan from the safe, Ye Feng found an unremarkable bag and put it away. Then, he called Ma Yalong and asked him to come out for a meal.    

"… …"    

June 16th.    

In a banquet hall on the third floor of the Grand Hotel of South and Guangdong Province.    

As the guests continuously streamed in, the small meeting room beside the banquet hall was filled with smoke.    

Tang Haiping opened the window and let out some smoke. She advised: "Director Duan, let's not smoke too much. You haven't recovered yet."    

Duan Pengfei was like an injured wild beast, his eyes blood-red.    

Hearing Tang Haiping's words, Duan Pengfei sullenly said, "You can't kill him!" However, I'm afraid that I'll have to die later! "    

"Didn't Director Ye go to the bank …"    

Without waiting for Tang Haiping to finish speaking, Duan Pengfei gritted his teeth and said, "What's the use of going to the bank now! Could it be that Ma Yulong could come up with money? 6 million, not 6 million! "    

Ever since he couldn't get the loan yesterday, Duan Pengfei knew that the situation wasn't good.    

However, it was too late for him to say anything. He couldn't just cancel the meeting.    

That son of a bitch Ma Yanlong actually dared to take the money and not do anything. This matter wasn't over yet!    

Even if Yuanfeng was really done for, none of those with the surname Ma would be any better!    

Duan Pengfei, who hadn't slept for the entire night, had a face full of exhaustion. After he finished speaking, he turned around and said to his secretary, Fang Ying, "Push me out!"    

Fang Ying glanced at Tang Haiping and advised in a low voice, "Director Duan, why don't you go and rest for a while. You can have Director Tang and Manager Hu to receive you."    

"Cut the crap, push me out!" Duan Peng Fei impatiently shouted.    

Today, he was in a very bad mood. The wind had clearly been blowing strongly, so how did it end up like this?    

Once the supplier launched an attack, how would Yuanfeng be able to pay back the nearly 5 million yuan worth of payment?    

"… …"    

CCB East City Branch.    

In the branch office, Ye Feng crossed his legs with a cold expression.    

Ma Yalong was sweating profusely, and said bitterly: "Boss Ye, it's useless even if you force me. The bank is rich, but this money isn't mine. I can't possibly give it to you to use. "    

Ye Feng smirked, and said sarcastically, "How could I dare to force President Ma? It was clearly President Ma who forced me into a corner. Didn't you assure me yesterday that you will definitely get the money today? Where's the money? "    

The more Ye Feng said, the angrier he got, he clenched his teeth and shouted, "Where did the money go?! Don't take me for a fool. Do you think my money is that easy to take? "    

Ma Yulong was shocked. He quickly got up and checked the office door, then said in a low voice, "Director Ye, be careful with what you say!"    

"What am I afraid of!" If I don't have that 6 million now, Yuanfeng will definitely be finished. Since Yuanfeng is finished, what am I afraid of! I still have over a hundred million shares in the Ye Group. I won't be short of money even if Yuanfeng dies! "    

Ye Feng had fallen out with Lin Ming; Ma Yannong had gone too far.    

Since you dare to accept money, you have to do something!    

After accepting the money, he ended up failing to accomplish his task. He truly thought that he would be able to find money in this world.    

After Ma Yulong heard this, he knew that if he did not give Ye Feng an explanation, his fate would not be good.    

After hesitating for a moment, Ma Yalong finally said, "Boss Ye, it's not that I'm making things difficult for you." "Because of you, my legs broke, and the money came down …"    

"Where's the money?" Ye Feng stared at him and said coldly.    

"This money …"    

Ma Yulong wanted to say something, but he hesitated. He wanted to say something, but eventually no words came out of his mouth.    

Ye Feng also stopped asking and just looked at him coldly.