I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

When she first saw Ye Feng, Leng Bingqing thought that he was just a successful little boss. Before coming to Pu Xin District, she was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle the entire two storeys of shops that were ten thousand square meters.    

    

Who knew that without even taking a breather, he would directly sign the contract and pay the rent in advance for three years. This immediately refreshed his impression of him, and now he said that he wanted to establish his own logistics center.    

    

It seemed that she didn't know much about him. How could this young man still have such astonishing strength?    

    

When he returned home that night, Leng Bingqing's father only glanced at her once before ignoring her. The others also busied themselves, treating her as if she did not exist.    

    

She smiled helplessly and returned to her room.    

    

"Sigh, this place called home is truly not as warm as other people's rented house …"    

    

Floating on the windowsill, she was leaning on her thin and smooth legs as she looked out at the cloudy sky with despondent eyes. The glass of brandy in her hand shook slightly. She took a sip with bitterness in her mouth.    

    

He could not help but think of Ye Feng's house, that picture of a group of smiling men.    

    

"I'm cold. When will I be as happy as that woman in the photo …"    

    

Leng Bingqing was filled with thoughts while Ye Feng and Wang Fan were already sleeping soundly. It seemed like they were used to Wang Fan squeezing in. Tonight, Ye Feng was squeezed into Wang Fan's room again.    

    

At daybreak the next day, Ye Feng pushed Wang Fan: "Hurry up and get up. We still have a lot of things to do today."    

    

The address of the flagship shop had already been set, and the next step was to find a design and construction company. Ye Feng thought very clearly, after all, Shanghai wasn't his base, and it didn't have any resources, so he had to start from scratch.    

    

He planned to design the first floor of the shop as an electrical shop and the second floor as an office area. Of course, this was only temporary.    

    

Ye Feng had taken a look at the logistics center yesterday. He was not very satisfied with it, so after he had arranged everything, he decided to drag Wang Fan to take a look at the other logistics locations.    

    

"Big Bro, taking a taxi like this every day is really troublesome. You don't lack money anyway. How about we buy a scooter so we can travel more easily."    

    

Yesterday, Wang Fan had accompanied Ye Feng for a day of running. Today, he had accompanied Ye Feng for another day of running. His legs were sore from standing by the roadside and he hadn't been able to get a hold of the car for a long time.    

    

Ye Feng laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "I think what you said makes sense. You've worked hard today, so you should persevere. Tomorrow, we will go to the car show."    

    

When Wang Fan heard this, his fatigue was suddenly swept away. "Big Brother, is what you said true? "Then let's buy a luxury car. You're the big boss now, driving a luxury car is more domineering."    

    

Ye Feng looked at him and threw a chestnut at his head, "How did I tell you to keep a low profile, to keep a low profile … How did you forget? I really can't get used to you getting sick like this."    

    

"Tomorrow we'll go to the used car market and casually find a used car. We've just rented a shopping area and it's still in stock. We'll have to save money for that."    

    

Ye Feng's way of doing things in Shanghai was like the difference between heaven and earth. He was his home ground in Nanjiang Province, so no matter how high-profile he was, he didn't dare to do it here.    

    

The Shanghai market was filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. What they couldn't do the most was show off frequently and act in a high-profile manner, or else, sooner or later, they would be wiped out by someone.    

    

Wang Fan let out a sigh of relief. He had originally thought that following Ye Feng would allow him to slowly regain his former glory. However, he had never thought that Ye Feng's style was too low key, completely different from the rich people he knew.    

    

But this was also the reason why he admired Ye Feng. The more he followed Ye Feng, the more he felt that his decision was the right one.    

    

Ye Feng also did what he said he would do and found an Audi that was seventy to eighty percent new. Although this car was not as good as the luxury cars that Wang Fan had driven before, it was still an Audi, so Wang Fan was quite satisfied with it.    

    

"Big Bro's eyes are really good. Although this car is second-hand, its maintenance is quite good. No matter if it's the appearance or performance, it's pretty similar to a new car. We've picked up a treasure."    

    

Ye Feng opened the car door and got in, "Hm, not bad, this car will be yours from now on. Drive!"    

    

Wang Fan's hand tightly gripped the steering wheel, but he did not start the car.    

    

"Driving? Why aren't we moving?" Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder from behind.    

    

Wang Fan turned around with tears streaming down his face, looking at him affectionately.    

    

"Hey, what are you doing? "A man should bleed but never cry. Wipe your tears quickly, and keep your pitiful eyes. I really deserve to die." Ye Feng passed a bag of tissue to him in disdain.    

    

Wang Fan didn't care if Ye Feng disliked him or not, so he said with a grateful face, "Big Brother, you're really too nice to me, even better than my old man. You're really nice to me, really.    

    

In the past, many people had fawned over me, not because of me, but because of my background. As long as you truly took a fancy to me, Wang Fan, you would be my close friend.    

    

Wang Fan's passionate confession touched Ye Feng's heart.    

    

"Alright, you're just a grown man. What are you doing saying such mushy words? You have to act like a man, do you understand?"    

    

Ye Feng was a man from the capital, and he had the heroic aura of a northern man. Being overprotected, he had the aura of a child, and if anyone treated him well, he would be willing to risk his life for them.    

    

People like him were very reliable, but they were also easy to use.    

    

"Wang Fan, remember not to speak such words again in the future. You can't do this to anyone. You're too childish. These three weaknesses are easy for others to exploit." In the future, I need to know how to disguise myself. "    

    

Although Wang Fan didn't quite understand what he meant, he still nodded his head and said, "I know. Where are we going now?"    

    

"Let's go to the logistics center. If we can't find a suitable place, we might as well buy a logistics company. This will save us a lot of trouble."    

    

As expected, no one left his logistics companies when they heard that he wanted to buy them. Many small logistics companies were moved by his offer.    

    

However, buying a logistics company was nothing compared to renting a shop. This side of the investment was much bigger.    

    

Ye Feng saw that many families were unable to eat, so he sighed.    

    

"Sigh, if you want to gain a foothold in the Shanghai market, it's going to be quite difficult."