Entertainment: let you sell miserably, not let you Versailles

Chapter 7 I am an honest person, I never like to show off my wealth
The hotel arranged by the "Tomorrow's Superstar" program group for the mentors and contestants has long been announced on the Internet, so at this moment the hotel is surrounded by many media reporters and fans.

Originally, this show had a relatively high degree of attention, so many fans of the star tweeter came here one after another to meet their idols.

As for those media reporters, most of them were attracted by the enthusiasm caused by Ye Feng's crazy Versailles on the show.

"Let's go, you will have fans in the future." Zhou Ling opened the car door first after finishing speaking.

Although she knows that there are many topics about Ye Feng on the Internet, she doesn't think that these people are here for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded when he heard the words, and got out of the car as well, but just as he got out of the car, a large group of reporters with long guns and short cannons surrounded him.

"Mr. Ye, are you not afraid of arousing the public's resentment when you show off your wealth crazily on stage?" A reporter put the microphone in front of Ye Feng, regardless of whether he wanted it or not, and began to ask questions.

huh~~~
Just a question!
I thought you rushed over to beat me up!

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, sorted out his facial expressions, and replied: "Show off your wealth? Do I show off my wealth? This friend, please don't slander me. My main thing is honesty, and I never like to show off my wealth."

"As for the self-introduction on stage? That's because Sister Ling told me not to be like other contestants and try to tell the truth, so I just briefly talked about my growth experience and family situation."

reporter:"···"

Are you sure you're explaining this, not Versailles?

You mean, what other people think of as showing off your wealth is just an ordinary introduction to your family?

"Mr. Ye, you said on stage that there are four companies in the family of your adoptive parents, and they are worth nearly [-] billion yuan. Is this true?" Another reporter asked again.

Some fans who were waiting for their idols gathered around after hearing this question to Ye Feng, wanting to hear the answer. In fact, not only them, but many people on the Internet wanted to know.

As soon as Zhou Ling heard this sensitive question, she worried that Ye Feng might not be able to handle it as a fledgling, and was about to come out to help him, but Ye Feng said it himself: "I said it all, my main thing is honesty, and I never like to show off my wealth. Why do you still give me this opportunity?"

"What are the names of your adoptive parents?" the reporter asked.

Although there are not many people worth tens of billions in China, there are definitely many. If you want to know whether Ye Feng is really rich or just bragging, it is best to have a real hammer.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Guess!"

Spending parents' money and consuming their parents' name is too unfilial.

However, his filial piety was seen by the girls who held Zhang Chenyu's label in their hands, but they dared not say their parents' names, for fear that netizens would expose him for bragging.

So they laughed out loud:

"It's so funny. On the show, I brag about how awesome I am as a rich second generation. In the end, I don't even dare to say who my parents are, and let people guess. I think it's a guilty conscience."

"That's right, I'm afraid that netizens will pull it out and ruin his rich second-generation personality."

"I'm really laughing my sister to death, tsk tsk tsk~~~ I guess she's just a poor dick who used to be addicted to acting on stage."

"This kind of man is really disgusting."

"···"

Obviously these are Zhang Chenyu's die-hard fans. Seeing that Ye Feng angered his idol in the show, he seized the opportunity to step on it hard.

Although the others didn't complain, it was obvious from the expressions on their faces that their thoughts were similar to those of the girls.

He felt that Ye Feng didn't dare to say his parents' names because the rich parents he said were fabricated, and he was afraid of being picked up by netizens, and the rich second generation would collapse.

"Is there something wrong with you women? People don't want to say their parents' names, so they say they are men from the bottom? How much garlic did you eat, and you spewed feces here?"

"If you want me to say that their Dharma king is the real one, who dare not admit to having a child, what right do you have to say about Ye Feng here?"

"That's right, a group of idiots who regard the lower-ranking men as idols are not good birds, Ye Feng, don't care about that kind of foul language, sisters support you."

Just when the reporter was about to continue asking questions, three stylishly dressed girls with a strong aura who looked like rich people came over with a group of little girls holding small banners that read "Come on, Ye Feng" and yelled at Zhang Chenyu's fans angrily.

Ye Feng heard the reputation, and the three girls looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, and searched the memory in his mind, and finally found the memory about the three of them.

It turned out that these three were friends of Ye Feng's previous life when he was at the adoptive parents' house, and they were all owners of a little money in the family, but he was curious, why did they come here, and brought a group of 'fans'?
I'm afraid it wasn't paid for, right?

But now is not the time to worry about these things, so I gave the three girls a look to express their gratitude.

As for Zhang Chenyu's fans, after being insulted, they were ready to refute immediately, but at this moment, all the hotel doors were suddenly opened.

A group of uniformed staff, led by two middle-aged men in suits, rushed out and ran towards Ye Feng's position non-stop.

There are about four NO.50 people densely packed.

Such a battle made everyone at the scene bewildered: what's going on? Could it be that the hotel is on fire?
It shouldn't be, there is no smoke coming out at all, and this is a Hilton Hotel, a five-star hotel, the firefighting should be doing a good job!
In the next second, under the shocked eyes of everyone, several young and strong staff quickly spread the red carpet from the hotel entrance to Ye Feng's feet.

Then, the hotel's four NO.50 people lined up on both sides of the red carpet.

Stand still!

The person in charge of the hotel, wearing a suit and a blue tie, trotted up to Ye Feng after a quick inspection, bowed deeply, and said to Ye Feng respectfully: "Young Master Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't know you came here at this time, it's my dereliction of duty!"

"I lead all the staff of the Hilton Hotel on Yuhai Road, Shanghai, to warmly welcome you."

With that said, the person in charge made another ninety-degree deep bow.

This act stunned the media reporters and idols of other celebrities: What is the situation?
Could it be that Ye Feng is really a rich second generation, and even this Hilton Hotel belongs to him?

The media reporters who reacted first picked up the things in their hands one after another, and clicked and snapped. For the people who eat melons, this scene was shocking and surprising, but for their media, this was all achievement!

Ye Feng helped the person in charge of the hotel up, shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's okay, I didn't know the hotel arranged by the program team was here until I arrived."

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, the clouds were overwhelming, and it seemed that it was going to rain, and then he looked at the media reporters who kept taking pictures and didn't intend to leave at all, and said: "It's going to rain soon, everyone hurry up and leave!"

The voice fell!

blah blah blah~~~
There was a torrential rain in the sky, the person in charge of the hotel had quick eyes and quick hands, took off his coat, and put it on Ye Feng's head to protect him from the rain. This attitude was better than that of his own parents.

If the respect of the person in charge of the hotel was mentioned before, some people would think that it was bought for show, but this time, people have nothing to say.

There is no one other than the hotel owner who can treat the person in charge of a five-star hotel with such respect.

Ye Feng is really a rich second generation, it's true.

　Seeking to follow up, the new book period is very important!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)