I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

After eating, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

When Ye Feng went to checkout, Li Wenyu insisted on following along.

Waiting out of the corridor, Li Wenyu suddenly took out two stacks of one hundred pieces and stuffed them into Ye Feng's hands.

Ye Feng's expression changed, and he stopped to look at her and frowned.

Li Wenyu smiled and said: "Don't think too much, this is what we discussed a long time ago. The first time you invited us to dinner, we are not ashamed to do it. Wait for next time, next time you come, we will definitely kill you For a meal, go to the restaurant on the top floor of Jinmao to eat."

She thought that Ye Feng was embarrassed, and quickly found a step for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng glanced at her, a little bit dumbfounded.

Li Wenyu was a little inexplicable, afraid that Ye Feng would be overly concerned, and explained: "We have no other meaning."

Ye Feng shook his head without speaking, and walked straight to the front desk.

Li Wenyu stomped angrily, this guy smiled so ugly, what does it mean!

When she recovered, Ye Feng was already checking out.

After thinking about it, Li Wenyu also caught up.

Taking a simple look at the post, Li Wenyu was taken aback, and then asked the front desk, "How could it be so expensive! You deliberately cheated people, right?"

Tianxiangyuan and the others have never come to eat, but they have heard from other classmates that there are at most eight thousand meals.

Although this is what people say, the big bosses often come here to eat, and at most 7 people eat it, which seems to be more than 100,000.

But how many are now, 620,000!

Li Wenyu suddenly became anxious and turned to Ye Feng and said, "Don't check out first, I'll find their manager!"

Ye Feng quickly grabbed her and smiled at the front desk: "Swipe your card."

"No!"

Li Wenyu was about to say more, and the front desk smiled and said: "Madam, I think you have misunderstood. The two bottles of red wine in your private room are worth 440,000. The bill cannot be wrong."

"Red wine?"

Li Wenyu quickly picked up the bill and looked at it, then was dumbfounded.

These women in the workplace are no strangers to red wine, but they usually drink brands within their spending power.

When Ye Feng ordered red wine, Li Wenyu didn't care at all.

Who knows that food is small money, but these two inconspicuous bottles of red wine are the big ones.

When he realized this, Li Wenyu regretted and embarrassed.

What I regret is that I didn't pay attention at all when I drank. The 220,000 yuan bottle of red wine was drunk by them as a few hundred dollars a bottle of dry red.

The embarrassing thing is that they discussed that they would pay for their own meals before, but now with the 620,000 bill, how can they have so much money to pay.

After Ye Feng finished swiping the card, Li Wenyu blushed and said in a low voice: "We don't have so much money with us, we will collect and pay you back."

Ye Feng glanced at her, slipped the two wads of money back to her, and then said: "It's just a meal, and it's all about my treat. Are you caring about looking down on me?"

Li Wenyu shook her head quickly.

Just about to speak, Chen Yurou had already walked over.

Seeing Li Wenyu still holding money in her hand, Tang Qian thought Ye Feng would not ask for it, so she said: "Ye Feng, don't get me wrong."

"Ahem!"

Li Wenyu interrupted Tang Qian with a cough, and winked at her.

Tang Qian immediately understood that there should be no inner feelings, and swallowed the rest of the words.

After that, everyone didn't discuss the matter of the meal, because Ye Feng had just come to the Shanghai stock market and had not booked a room yet, so Chen Yurou led Ye Feng to find a hotel.

When Ye Feng left, Tang Qian asked quickly: "He doesn't want it?"

Before Li Wenyu could speak, Zhou Jingfang pursed her mouth and said: "Sister Wenyu does, too. She said that she would let you find a place where no one is there, and men will die for the sake of face. You will definitely not want it if you give it to him here. "

Li Wenyu gave the two of them a white look, and said with an aura: "What do you want! Today I have lost my face!"

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

Tang Qian glanced, then took a breath, "620,000?"

Zhou Jingfang quickly grabbed the bill and took a look. When she saw the red wine column, Zhou Jingfang said bitterly: "It's over, so much money, how can we pay it back? I just drank half of the bottle, it would be less than 100,000. Up."

After that, he licked his lips, as if he was aftertaste.

Li Wenyu and Tang Qian glanced at her at the same time, and then they moved to each other and squeezed her bun face vigorously.

Zhou Jingfang quickly pushed them away, rubbing their squeezed cheeks and glaring at them.

Because there were other people in the hall, and a few of them were too troublesome, Li Wenyu exhaled and shook her head: "Forget it, Ye Feng doesn't look like someone lacking money. Yurou has a good vision, I Ye Feng doesn't look like a domineering man."

Zhou Jingfang and Tang Qian both nodded.

Although money cannot fully measure a person's good or bad, under the same conditions, money is naturally more dominant.

Don't say they are snobbish, this is reality.

Those who study in Cheung Kong Graduate School of Business have their own purpose to make money. Whether it is the boss or the employees assigned by the company to study, they value economic strength more than ordinary people when looking at people.

If the students in the CEO class don't have this kind of thinking, Cheung Kong Graduate School of Business should be closed.

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

After entering the room, Ye Feng threw Chen Yurou onto the bed.

Chen Yurou pushed him and said, "In broad daylight, don't make trouble!"

Ye Feng said with a hippie smile: "Then you can make trouble at night?"

"Make you stubborn! I have to go back to the dormitory tonight, otherwise Wenyu and others will laugh to death."

Ye Feng was dissatisfied, and muttered: "You left me in the hotel alone? How can you bear it?"

Chen Yurou pinched him and said with a chuckle: "It's not how long you stay, or let's go back to Guangzhou tomorrow?"

Speaking of Guangcheng, Ye Feng thought of the house.

As she was about to speak, Chen Yurou thought for a while and said again: "Why don't you go back tomorrow? Anyway, there is nothing wrong with these few days. Tomorrow I will accompany you around and visit Cheung Kong Graduate School of Business in the morning. In the afternoon, we will go to the Oriental Pearl Tower. kind?"

Ye Feng pondered for a while, too, it's all here, can't stay for one night and go back.

In addition, the Cheung Kong Graduate School of Business is still the highest training institution in the eyes of Chinese entrepreneurs, and it is also the place for Chen Yurou to study.

And for several well-known economists and management experts at Cheung Kong Graduate School of Business at home and abroad, as well as the president class that claims to be worth a class worth of GDP in China, these Ye Feng are very interested.

With a rare opportunity, Ye Feng nodded and said: "Okay, then I will stay one day."

Had it not been for the decoration of the house in Guangcheng, and taking advantage of the holiday to go shopping with Chen Yurou, Ye Feng would really like to stay in Shanghai for a few more days.

The two chatted for a while, and Chen Yurou asked again: "Where are your luggage?"

Ye Feng shrugged, "Nothing."

"Then you don't change your clothes?"

"Just one day anyway, me."

Before she finished speaking, Chen Yurou looked disgusted and said: "No! No matter what the coat is, the underwear is not too dirty!"

Ye Feng's face was depressed, is this disgust? Still dislike it?