I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

Panting slightly, Yan Meifang said in a deep voice, "I was the one who suggested inviting Zhou Yue as a judge. If you have any complaints, you can just tell me. But the things you said to the Principal, you dare say that you're not making it up?"    

    

Ye Feng pretended to be confused, "What did I say? I didn't say anything. "    

    

"You dare to say that you didn't lie?" Yan Meifang was almost angered to death by him as she gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say that Zhou Yue said 'The vast singing competition is worse than dog shit'?"    

    

Ye Feng laughed and said indifferently, "I was the one who said that, but didn't that be what Zhou Yue meant? That's what they said themselves. They can't do anything about the vast majority of the judges. "    

    

"But Zhou Yue clearly didn't mean it that way!"    

    

Ye Feng became impatient and interrupted: "Right now, are there still any meaning to all this? Who was Zhou Yue? You, Yan Meifang, even count as that onion again? Why are you questioning me? "    

    

"I respect you because you are a university teacher. If I don't take you seriously, what can you do?"    

    

"If she, Zhou Yue, dares to mess with me, I'll let her suffer the consequences."    

    

"Even if you are powerful, what can you do about it? "I want to get rid of her, so I might as well spend three to five hundred thousand yuan to report in a few media outlets about her breaking the contract and raising the price on the spot. Zhou Yue is done for as well."    

    

At the end of his sentence, Ye Feng stood up, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Teacher Yan, tell that good cousin of yours, Boss Tu who only knows how to drink beer while eating western food is not someone she can casually bully."    

    

After saying that, Ye Feng laughed and left.    

    

Originally, he had come with sincerity. Not only did he wear a suit and a pair of leather shoes, in order to give the other party enough respect, he had even deliberately chosen to drive his car.    

    

If Zhou Yue was willing to personally step forward and toast him, even if he didn't want to apologise, he wouldn't hold it against her.    

    

But they treated his face like shit and didn't even show it.    

    

At this critical moment, there was only Yan Meifang!    

    

Even when participating in commercial performances, they would even use the tone of someone giving alms to others. This was simply ridiculous and laughable!    

    

How could Ye Feng take such a loss?    

    

Back in the capital, there were also a few female celebrities who didn't know what was good for them, making Ye Feng uncomfortable. In terms of fame and status, they were much higher than Zhou Yue, but what was the result? Wasn't it because of Ye Feng's attack?    

    

Ye Feng was a businessman, and in the eyes of businessmen, the purpose of celebrities was to drink and to smile.    

    

Perhaps saying this was very cruel, but this was the norm in the circle. Whoever didn't understand this rule would have to swallow their own suffering!    

    

Ye Feng would use his actions to tell these people that fans, popularity, and traffic flow were all bullshit!    

    

Only capital was the greatest strength.    

    

He had the capital, he was willing to spend money for the judges, he was willing to spend a large amount of money to find a big name to do business.    

    

"… …"    

    

The next day, the commercial show of the Far Wind Shopping was held as usual.    

    

However, the guest of honor had been replaced. When the host said that the guest was not Zhou Yue, the person who came to see her was still a little dissatisfied.    

    

However, when everyone saw the guest of honor, they all cast aside the thought of why Zhou Yue did not come.    

    

"Yang Yue!"    

    

"Yang Qian is here!"    

    

"Yang Zhang, I love you!"    

    

"…"    

    

The atmosphere at the scene was getting heavier and heavier, and the spectators were all about to go crazy with excitement.    

    

Who was Yang Yue? He was the champion who created last season's 101st season. He was currently at the top tier in China.    

    

Didn't you, Zhou Yue, create 101 of the top eight? If the top 8 can force you into this state, then I'll just replace you and invite you to be the champion.    

    

How much do you want me to spend?    

    

You don't care.    

    

You're more expensive than you are.    

    

After all, there were countless A-list celebrities who were willing to participate in commercial performances. The key was that just like Zhou Yue, Yang Fei was also a citizen of Grand City and had held a concert in Grand City a few years ago.    

    

If Zhou Yue was said to be slightly famous in Grand City, then Yang Yue was a household name. After all, the resources that Yang Yue possessed were not something that Zhou Yue could compare to.    

    

The people who came today, no one expected that Yang Qian would appear at Nanhua Square's commercial performance, this was too surprising.    

    

After the excitement, everyone made a phone call and asked their relatives and friends to come and see Big Wrist, which was even harder than a concert.    

    

Not everyone had the time to attend Yang Qian's concert. Even if they had the time, they would still have to spend money to buy tickets. However, they were now facing off against celebrities, and even saving money on tickets.    

    

"… …"    

    

Yang Qian went on stage. He first greeted everyone, and the atmosphere on stage was instantly stirred up.    

    

Then Yang began to sing one of the most popular songs of the day, "Burn My Calories."    

    

Although to Ye Feng, this song was not worthy of praise, but in these two years, this song had become popular throughout the world.    

    

The moment Yang Yue started singing, almost everyone in the audience began to sing along with him.    

    

The entire Nanhua Square was filled with a familiar tone.    

    

"Bye bye, doughnut, pearl milk tea instant noodles, hot pot of rice with a big plate of chicken, take it away, don't be polite …"    

    

Ye Feng, who was in the corner, had a smile on his face. He snorted and said, "Bye doughnut, pearl milk tea instant noodles …"    

    

"Ye Feng!"    

    

Yan Meifang suppressed her anger and interrupted, "Are you trying to show off to me?"    

    

Ye Feng glanced at her, and said indifferently: "Do I need to show off to you? "Did you know that it took me 500 thousand to invite Yang Yue over just because Zhou Yue let me go?"    

    

Ye Feng sneered, "500 thousand, I can buy a new Wrangler. Can you help me pay for it?"    

    

Yan Meifang opened her mouth but did not say anything in the end.    

    

What a joke, with her current salary, she would need at least 10 years to earn 500 thousand without eating or drinking.    

    

Letting out a sigh of relief, Yan Meifang slowed down her tone, "Ye Feng, you've also succeeded in your commercial performance. Although you spent a bit more, the effect was better. "Grand Elder, we can't drag this on any longer. Tomorrow is the semifinals, and the judges are going to be there. Let's give Zhou Yue a chance to live."    

    

Ye Feng sneered, was he getting anxious at this moment?    

    

Give Zhou Yue a way out?    

    

Back then, when Zhou Yue had stopped acting, she had not thought of giving Ye Feng a chance to live.    

    

The promotions for the Far Wind Business Show had all been released, yet the actors had all temporarily left the stage. How terrible was this effect?    

    

In the early days of the opening ceremony, everyone was already standing guard. How could such a merchant gain the trust of the consumers in the future?    

    

When you were worrying about your own fate, did you ever think about anyone else?    

    

Ye Feng was a businessman, so what he hated the most in his life was people who didn't fulfill the contract. Let alone a little star like you, even if it was a big business tycoon, he wouldn't be able to break the contract without permission!    

    

Ye Feng ignored Yan Meifang and started to hum along with the crowd.    

    

"Calories, calories, burn my calories …"    

    

Yan Meifang could not bear it any longer and interrupted him again, "Ye Feng, state your condition!"    

    

Ye Feng shrugged, "No conditions, I have already discussed it with Yang Yue. As the judge, the students will not mind."    

    

While they were talking, Yang Yue had already finished singing the song.    

    

After resting for a moment, the host said loudly, "There's a small event in Yuanfeng today. At 1888 yuan, you can get a poster signed by Miss Yang Yue. The price will be 8888 yuan. You can take a photo with Miss Yang Yue. What are you waiting for!"    

    

"Yang Yue!" "Yang Yue!"    

    

The crowd was in an uproar again, many of them were eager to give it a try.