I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

Ye Feng was once again blindfolded and sent back to the place where he got off the car. Taking off the black cloth on his face, he found that Wang Fan was already smiling and sitting in the car waiting for him.

"Oh, brother, you are finally back, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Feng pulled the car door and sat up, "Didn't you go home? How come you are here?"

Wang Fan scratched his head and smiled.

"I sneaked out of my house again. Once I went back, my old man scolded me and sent me back to school. I didn't want to do it. It would be more fun to follow you. By the way, it's getting late, we Hurry up and find a place to have a meal, I am starving to death."

Wang Fan took out a few bank cards and shook them in front of his eyes: "Dangdang, you think I’m smart. When I get home, I secretly took the card out. Don’t hesitate to say what you want to eat. Brother, I’ll treat you today. ."

Ye Feng was really merciless and ordered an extremely high-end restaurant, but an embarrassing thing happened during the checkout. Wang Fan swiped several cards in a row and was empty, and couldn't help sweating.

"Impossible, how could this be?"

Ye Feng looked at him and couldn't help but snickered. In fact, he had guessed that Wang Fan's cards should have been stopped. Since Wang Huo would let him learn to be self-reliant, he would really lose money. No money is given to him.

Even though Ye Feng held the 200 million yuan given by Wang Laohu in his hand, this kind of thing must never be let Wang Fan know, otherwise he would have his tail cocked again. He is a typical person, and he doesn’t know if he is rich. The sky is high and the earth is thick.

That's why Ye Feng felt that he should be treated well.

Wang Fan finally did not recruit, so he had to ask Ye Feng for help: "Brother, I have tried all of my cards, and there is no money. I really didn’t expect that old man in my family is really ruthless. He didn’t leave me a penny. Shameful."

Ye Feng listened patiently to his complain: "Well, now? What are you going to do now?"

Wang Fan was quite scheming, and gave Ye Feng a hammer to please him: "Brother, or else you should settle the bill today, brother is shy in his pocket, there is no way to recruit..."

"No, today you volunteered to say you want to treat me, man, you have to do it when you say it, how can you make a mistake? I just saw the bill, it's not expensive, it's only eight thousand yuan, why are you eight now? Can't get a thousand out?"

Wang Fan nodded bitterly, "I can't get it out. What kind of broken restaurant? A meal is so expensive. I knew it would be better to go to a roadside stall."

Seeing Ye Feng wanting to stand beside him, Wang Fan couldn't help but complain.

"Okay, don't yell, isn't it shameful enough? I can buy it alone, but you still have to pay the money. Then, you can give me an IOU and return it when you have money."

"Don't worry, wait for the Yuanfeng flagship store. After Xinpu opens, I will give you a suitable job. If you have a job, you will get a salary. It will not be too late for you to return it to me.

Wang Fan didn't understand why Ye Feng suddenly became so stingy, but since he boasted about going to Haikou, he had to bear the consequences.

"Let's do it, the money I borrowed from you, and I will pay you back in the future, so let's do it."

After Ye Feng got the IOU, he folded it carefully, put it in his pocket, and then took out eight thousand yuan and handed it to Wang Fan.

"Nuo, it's eight thousand yuan, you can count it." Before Wang Fan spent money like dirt and spent as much as possible, he now understands the importance of money. After taking the money to check out, he does feel a little painful.

"Hey, eight thousand yuan, just one meal is gone..." But when he thought of the money he could earn back in the future, he suddenly had a little hope.

"Big brother, how much income can I have in a month for your big brother? At least over 10,000 yuan, right?"

Ye Fengbai gave him a glance: "Are you capable of over 10,000 jobs? Are you competent? You can't lift your hands, you can't look at your shoulders, and you can't do technical work. Why do you say you earn 3,000 a month? It depends on both of us. In terms of relationship, you should start with the clerk."

"A clerk? A clerk is also OK, how much is the salary?"

Ye Feng stretched out three fingers: "Three thousand!"

Wang Fan was a little embarrassed: "It's only three thousand? Isn't it a bit too little? In this way, I owe you eight thousand yuan, don't I have to eat or drink for three months to pay it off?"

Ye Feng smiled: "What do you think?"

"My God, a meal actually ate up my three months of work, and I now have the heart to die..."

"Okay, stop howling, and drive back quickly. I'm exhausted after a day of running." Ye Feng pulled the car door and sat in.

Wang Fan drove all the way and complained, and Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him. He had been thinking about what Wang Huo said before. He wanted to know what secrets existed between Wang Huo and his father Ye Shentu.

Just because of Wang Fan, Wang Huo couldn't help himself in this way. Although he still doesn't understand what Wang Huo's purpose is, he really shouldn't care about these things right now.

Puxin’s store has already found a designer and will be redecorated soon, but the logistics center’s venue is still undecided. There are too many things to worry about right now. As for those long-term topics, they can only be left to the future. fathom.

When he got home, he saw the light in the room, and he opened the door with the key with joy in his heart, but saw Chen Yurou sitting on the sofa with a look of disappointment, his smile froze instantly.

"Yurou, are you back? Why don't you say anything when you come back, so I can pick you up at the airport."

Chen Yurou turned her face away indifferently.

"Yu Rou, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"

Seeing her aggrieved tears almost flowed out, Ye Feng hugged her.

"Yu Rou, what's wrong with you? Is it because someone bullied you?"

Chen Yurou sobbed, "Ye Feng, do you not love me anymore..."

Ye Feng wiped her tears distressedly: "What are you talking about, how could I not love you anymore? What happened to make you so sad?"

Chen Yurou wiped her tears herself, trying to calm her emotions: "When I came back, I found that my home was different."

Ye Feng sneered: "Oh? Is it different? Where is it different?"

She sniffed: "There is more breath here, a woman's breath, and I found that my things have been touched, whether it's the cleaning products in the bathroom or the skin care products on the dressing table. Moved."

At this time, Chen Yurou called a book on the coffee table: "Look, there are also these hairs. The hair color is completely different from mine. This hair has been permed. My hair has always been straight. Don’t tell me this hair is mine, I won’t believe it."