I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

0By the time he finished his meal, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.    

    

When Ye Feng went to settle the bill, Li Wen Yu insisted on following him.    

    

After they walked out of the corridor, Li Wen Yu suddenly took out two stacks of 100 yuan and stuffed them into Ye Feng's hands.    

    

Ye Feng's expression changed as he stopped and frowned at her.    

    

Li Wen Yu laughed: "Don't think too much about it, we had already discussed this a long time ago. It's the first time you've invited us to dinner, so we're too embarrassed to ask you out. Next time, if you come again, we'll definitely give you a good beating and go to Jin Mao's upper-floor restaurant. "    

    

She thought Ye Feng was embarrassed, so she quickly found a way down the stairs for him.    

    

Ye Feng glanced at her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.    

    

Li Wen Yu was a little confused. Afraid that Ye Feng would mind too much, she explained: "We don't have any other intentions …"    

    

Ye Feng shook his head and walked towards the stage without saying anything.    

    

Li Wen Yu stomped her foot in anger. This guy's smile is so ugly, what does he mean?!    

    

When she came back to her senses, Ye Feng was already settling the bill.    

    

After thinking for a moment, Li Wen Yu also followed up.    

    

Li Wen Yu took the bill and was shocked. She immediately asked the front desk: "How could it be so expensive!? You are intentionally trying to trick me, aren't you! "    

    

They had never come to the Tian Xiang Garden to eat, but they had heard from other classmates that a single meal could cost at most eight thousand yuan.    

    

Even though they had only heard about it from others, the big bosses would often come here to eat. At most, they would eat with seven people, which seemed to be around 100 thousand.    

    

But how much is this? 620 thousand!    

    

Li Wen Yu suddenly became anxious. She turned around and said to Ye Feng: "Don't settle the bill first, I'm going to look for their manager!"    

    

Ye Feng immediately pulled her back, smiled at the front desk and said: "You should swipe your card."    

    

"No way!"    

    

Li Wen Yu was prepared to say more, but the front desk laughed: "Madam, I think you misunderstood. The two bottles of red wine in your room are worth 440 thousand, so there's no way the bill could go wrong. "    

    

"Red wine?"    

    

Li Wen Yu quickly picked up the bill and looked at it, then stared at it with her mouth agape.    

    

As professional women, they weren't unfamiliar with red wine, but they usually drank the brands that were within their consumption capabilities.    

    

Previously, when Ye Feng had ordered the red wine, Li Wenyu had not paid attention to it at all.    

    

Who knew that the dishes were small change? These two bottles of unremarkable red wine were the real deal.    

    

When she realized this, Li Wenyu was both regretful and embarrassed.    

    

They regretted that they didn't notice when they were drinking. They treated 220 thousand yuan per bottle of red wine as several hundred yuan per bottle of dry red wine.    

    

The awkward part was that they were discussing about paying for their own meals, but with the 620 thousand bills, how could they have that much money to pay?    

    

After Ye Feng swiped the card, Li Wenyu whispered with a red face, "We don't have that much money with us, we'll gather enough to return it to you."    

    

Ye Feng glanced at her, and casually returned the money back to her, and then said: "It's just a meal, you all said that I'm treating. Are you trying to make a fuss about nothing but looking down on me? "    

    

Li Wen Yu quickly shook her head.    

    

Just as he was about to speak, Chen Yu Rou and the others had already walked over.    

    

Seeing Li Wen Yu still holding the money, Tang Qian thought that Ye Feng was not willing to take it, so she said: "Ye Feng, don't misunderstand …"    

    

"Cough, cough!"    

    

Li Wen Yu coughed and interrupted Tang Qian as she looked at her.    

    

Tang Qian immediately understood that there was another story and swallowed the rest of the words in her mouth.    

    

Following that, no one talked about the meal money anymore. Since Ye Feng had just arrived at the Shanghai market and had yet to book a room, Chen Yurou led him to a hotel.    

    

"… …"    

    

After Ye Feng left, Tang Qian hurriedly asked, "He doesn't want it?"    

    

Before waiting for Li Wenyu to speak, Zhou Jingfang pouted and said, "Sister Wenyu also, I already told you to find a place with no people for him. Men always care about face, you definitely won't give it to him here."    

    

Li Wen Yu rolled her eyes at the two and said snappily: "What do you want! I've lost all my face today! "    

    

Without explaining, he handed them the bill that he had been holding in his hand.    

    

Tang Qian looked at it and sucked in a breath of cold air. "620 thousand?"    

    

When Zhou Jingfang heard this, she quickly snatched the bill and looked at the red wine section. She said with a bitter face, "It's over, we have so much money, how can we pay it back? I just drank half a bottle, that's 100 thousand. "    

    

As he spoke, he licked his lips, as if he was savoring the aftertaste.    

    

Li Wenyu and Tang Qian looked at her at the same time, then each of them pinched her bun face.    

    

Zhou Jingfang quickly pushed them away in anger and rubbed her pinched face as she stared at the two of them angrily.    

    

Since there are other people in the hall, it would not be good for them to cause too much trouble. Li Wen Yu let out a breath, shook her head and said: "Forget it, Ye Feng doesn't look like he is in need of money. Yu Rou's eyesight is not bad, and from what I see, Ye Feng does not seem to be that domineering. "    

    

Zhou Jingfang and Tang Qian both nodded.    

    

Although money could not completely measure a person's quality, under the same conditions, it was better to have money.    

    

Not to mention their snobbery, this was reality.    

    

People who study at the Changjiang School of Business tend to earn money for their own purposes. Be it bosses or employees assigned to the school by the company, they value economic strength more than the average person.    

    

If the students in the president's class didn't have such ideas, then the Changjiang School of Business would have to close down.    

    

"… …"    

    

Chen Yurou had booked a five-star hotel for Ye Feng and had opened a presidential suite.    

    

Entering the room, Ye Feng threw Chen Yurou onto the bed.    

    

Chen Yurou pushed him and said angrily: "It's still broad daylight, don't cause trouble!"    

    

Ye Feng said with a mischievous smile, "Then that means we can cause trouble tonight?"    

    

"What the f * * k!" I'm going back to the dorm tonight, otherwise I'll definitely be laughed to death by Wenyu and the others. "    

    

Ye Feng was dissatisfied and mumbled, "You left me alone in the hotel? Why would you endure it? "    

    

Chen Yu Rou pinched him and giggled: "We're not staying here for long, how about tomorrow?"    

    

Speaking of which, Ye Feng remembered about the house.    

    

Just as she was about to open her mouth, Chen Yu Rou thought for a moment and said: "How about tomorrow instead of going back, since you have nothing to do for the next few days, tomorrow I'll accompany you on a tour around. In the morning we'll go to Changjiang Business School and in the afternoon we'll go to Dongfang Mingzhu Pagoda."    

    

Ye Feng pondered for a moment. That's true. Since he had already come, he couldn't possibly stay for the night and head back.    

    

Plus, the Changjiang School of Business was the highest level of training in the eyes of Chinese entrepreneurs, and it was also Chen Yurou's place of further study, so it wasn't bad to take a look for herself.    

    

Ye was also very interested in several well-known domestic and foreign economists, management scientists and the president's class that claimed to be worth as much as a province of China's GDP.    

    

It was a rare opportunity, Ye Feng nodded his head, "Fine, I will wait for one more day."    

    

Ye Feng really wanted to stay in the Shanghai market for a few more days if he didn't have the house renovated and could go shopping with Chen Yurou during the holiday.    

    

The two chatted for a while, before Chen Yu Rou asked again, "Where are your luggage?"    

    

Ye Feng shrugged, "I didn't."    

    

"Then you won't change your clothes?"    

    

"It's only been a day, I …"    

    

Before he could finish his words, Chen Yu Rou said with a look of disdain: "No! Forget about the jacket, since my underwear isn't too dirty! "    

    

Ye Feng had a depressed look on his face. Was he disdaining them? Or dislike?