I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

1After finishing the call with Duan Peng Fei, Ye Feng was in no mood to sleep.    

    

He was still thinking about the Ye Family and wanted to buy shares in the Ye Group.    

    

Ye Group is listed on the Nasdaq, so just the buying channel is a problem.    

    

Buying American stocks on the mainland was a little difficult. If Ye Feng did not want to go abroad, then he could only do it through a U.S. securities broker.    

    

However, asking Ye Feng to hand over such a huge amount of 300 million to a foreign company that he couldn't even meet, Ye Feng was a little worried.    

    

After a moment's thought, Ye Feng wondered if he should go to America.    

    

However, the market environment on the American side was unfamiliar. If he came into contact with the local financial institutions, it would be hard to protect himself from suffering.    

    

And since he didn't have anyone suitable to accompany him, it would be quite troublesome to think about it.    

    

The channel was actually not the biggest problem. Ye Feng was more afraid that he would not be able to buy it when the time came.    

    

The shares listed on the Ye Clan's stock market weren't a lot. Ye Feng couldn't guarantee that he would be able to snatch a portion of the shares from those fund companies and asset big crocodiles.    

    

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he got!    

    

Ye Feng could not help but curse in his heart, it was all because of that bastard Ye Yun!    

    

Why would he not go on the domestic market? He had to go abroad, or else he wouldn't have to think so hard.    

    

But then he thought, if Ye Yun really went crazy and went public, Ye Feng really wouldn't dare to buy him.    

    

Who didn't know what the domestic stock market was like? If there was an accident, that would be like wanting to cry but having no tears.    

    

Letting out a long breath, Ye Feng let go of his worries for the time being.    

    

In any case, there were still three months left. There was always a way to resolve the situation, and it was useless even if he was anxious.    

    

Of course, according to Ye Feng's thinking, it would be best if he could buy the original shares before the Ye Group went public, even if the price was higher.    

    

Although there was time to remove the restriction on the raw materials, Ye Feng did not mind waiting for one year or so.    

    

It seemed that he would have to bypass Ye Yun and think of other people in the Ye Clan. If he really had no other choice, then go to the United States.    

    

Ye Feng was thinking about these things in his heart, and could not help but to think of his miserable fate, thinking about how if the Ye family were to remain under his control, he would not be able to go public no matter what.    

    

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. Ye Feng sat on the sofa and began to smoke one cigarette after another.    

    

"… …"    

    

The next morning.    

    

When Chen Yu Rou woke up, she discovered that the living room was full of cigarette butts. She couldn't help but frown.    

    

Seeing Ye Feng sitting on the sofa, with his eyes all black, Chen Yu Rou said gently: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the business? "    

    

Ye Feng shook his head, not telling her the truth.    

    

He didn't even tell the truth about buying the Ye Clan's stock, and he didn't want anyone to worry about him before this matter was settled.    

    

Ye Feng got up, went to the bathroom and used cold water to wash off the smell of his cigarette. When he came out, he said hoarsely, "The plane ticket is already booked. Let's go back to Guangzhou."    

    

Chen Yurou wondered, "We're not going to stroll around here?"    

    

Ye Feng embraced her and kissed her, saying, "I'm not going to stroll around anymore, it's not as good anywhere as at home. It's better if you come with me."    

    

That afternoon, the plane landed on the land of Grand City.    

    

After getting off the plane, Ye Feng suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.    

    

Returning to his own territory, Ye Feng's tightened heart seemed to have regained its vitality once more.    

    

Looking at the slightly tired Chen Yu Rou, Ye Feng had an apologetic look on his face: "Sorry, I promised to accompany you to the Shanghai market."    

    

Chen Yurou did not say anything, only pulling his hand a little tighter.    

    

Ye Feng let out a long breath, as if he was going to let out all the depression in his heart.    

    

After a long while, Ye Feng said in high spirits, "Let's go. I'll bring you to our new home to have a look!"    

    

"New home?" Chen Yurou's face was full of doubt.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Ye Feng laughed, "It's the new home! The house that I bought in Guangcheng has already been renovated. We'll be waiting for you, the hostess, to decorate it.    

    

For a moment, Chen Yurou was unable to react until he entered the second phase of the young man's hometown.    

    

Looking at the empty house, Chen Yurou's heart felt incomparably sweet, but she still complained, "We just bought a villa in Tianhai, yet you … What a waste of money. "    

    

Ye Feng shook his head, smiled at her and said, "As long as you're happy, no matter how much money I spend, it's not a waste. To me, life is too short, every second when you're not around is called a waste."    

    

Chen Yurou suddenly turned around and tightly hugged Ye Feng, muttering to herself, "I suddenly feel so happy."    

    

A smile appeared on Ye Feng's face as he gently patted her back. "I should be the one feeling happy."    

    

"… …"    

    

Over the next few days, Chen Yu and Ye Feng began to crazily shop.    

    

From furniture and household appliances to small towels and toothbrushes, both of them took the trouble to pick them out themselves.    

    

Sometimes, in order to buy a pair of slippers, the two would have to compete several times. In the end, even the employees of the Far Wind supermarket didn't dare to approach Ye Feng.    

    

It was because Ye Feng and Chen Yurou had too many problems.    

    

It was obviously their own industry, yet they still had to ask about the quality? If something went wrong, could they guarantee the repair?    

    

Yuanfeng's employees were going crazy from the torture, how could you not know the good and bad of your own things?    

    

If there really is a problem, you have to do it yourself!    

    

However, Ye Feng seemed to have forgotten about this matter. He continued to happily discuss with Chen Yurou whether there would be a quality issue.    

    

After a few days, his new home was almost ready.    

    

One week later, in the morning, Chen Yurou boarded the plane to Shanghai.    

    

Before he left, he whispered into Ye Feng's ear, "Other than me, no other women are allowed to enter the new house!"    

    

Seeing her serious face, Ye Feng hugged her and gave her a big kiss. Finally, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise!"    

    

Chen Yu Rou left in satisfaction.    

    

However, Ye Feng could only bitterly smile. These few days, he had been busy accompanying his wife and had not done anything important. Now, he had nothing to worry about.    

    

"… …"    

    

After seeing Chen Yurou off, in the afternoon, Ye Feng went to the Nanhua Square.    

    

He'd only just entered the office and hadn't even sat down to heat up when Duan Pengfei angrily barged in.    

    

"Young Master Ye, you're finally back!"    

    

Seeing Ye Feng, Duan Pengfei heaved a sigh of relief. If Ye Feng didn't return, he would have been driven mad by him.    

    

Without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, Duan Pengfei asked, "Young Master Ye, are you really going to use 300 million to exchange for shares?"    

    

"Sit down first."    

    

Ye Feng didn't rush to reply and asked Duan Pengfei to sit. He then said to Tang Hai who was outside the door, "Bring Director Duan a cup of tea."    

    

Tang Hai replied and quickly brought two cups of tea.    

    

Duan Pengfei wasn't in the mood to drink tea, so he waited for Tang Haiping to go out before asking, "Young Master Ye, you don't want to consider it anymore?"    

    

Ye Feng frowned, he shook his head and said, "I am confident."    

    

Duan Pengfei had a face full of bewilderment. Could this stock be 90% certain? In the beginning, the people who were selling shares were all full of confidence, but in the end, the ones who lost the most were these people.    

    

Duan Pengfei didn't say this, but the doubt on his face was undoubtedly obvious.