Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

533 The Rumor of Mr. Ye
After Chen Qiushan and Ye Feng exchanged pleasantries, he turned around and looked at the staff member. His expression darkened.

“Can you tell me why you connived at cutting the queue?”

The staff member was already scared out of his wits. “Yes… Mr. Song asked me to help him handle it first…”

Chen Qiushan was even angrier. “He asked you to help him settle it first, and you can break the rules?”

The staff member was about to cry. “Mr. Chen, I…”

Chen Qiushan interrupted him. “You don’t have to say anymore. Sotheby’s Auction House can’t tolerate people like you. Pack your things and get lost.”

The staff member panicked. “Mr. Chen, I was wrong. Please give me another chance.”

Chen Qiushan was very determined. “I don’t want to talk nonsense with you. Get out of my sight immediately, or I’ll get the security guards to throw you out.”

Song Jianfei immediately frowned.

He had just said that as long as he was around today, he would ensure that the staff was safe.

At this moment, he had no choice but to speak up. “Mr. Chen, can you give me some face? This person…”

Chen Qiushan shot him a cold glance. “No one’s face is good. I definitely don’t want such an employee who fawns on power and breaks the rules.”

The staff member was in complete despair.

He knew that he had misjudged this time and offended someone he shouldn’t have.

He had only himself to blame for ending up like this.

He could only scram.

Chen Qiushan finished dealing with the staff and turned to look at Song Jianfei.

“Are you Song Guangrong’s son?”

Song Jianfei suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and immediately replied respectfully, “Yes, Mr. Chen, what advice do you have?”

Chen Qiushan couldn’t be bothered to talk nonsense with him. “Call your father immediately and ask him to come over.”

Song Jianfei frowned. “Mr. Chen, if you have anything to say, just tell me. There’s no need to alarm my father, right?”

Chen Qiushan sneered. “I’m afraid you can’t solve this matter. You’ll have to ask your father to come personally.”

Song Jianfei didn’t think much of it. “I just cut in line, didn’t I? Is there a need to make a mountain out of a molehill?”

Chen Qiushan looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. “You still don’t know who you’ve offended? You won’t even know how you died.”

Song Jianfei looked at Ye Feng with disdain. “Isn’t he just a country bumpkin from Zhonghai? Is it as scary as you say?”

Chen Qiushan couldn’t help but laugh coldly. “That’s why you don’t even know how you died. Why don’t I let you know how you died? This is the new richest man in Zhonghai City, Mr. Ye Feng, who had defeated Niu Sidun with his own hands!”

As soon as he said this, the scene immediately went into an uproar.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng in shock.

Ye Feng’s name had spread throughout the entire South Guangdong Province.

Even if they didn’t know him, they had heard of his victory over Niu Sidun.

They did not expect such a legendary figure to actually appear here.

“Is this the legendary Mr. Ye? He looks much younger than the rumors said.”

“That’s right. I thought he was a young master from some aristocratic family and came to join in the fun.”

“Song Jianfei is dead meat. He actually dared to provoke Mr. Ye? Even his father, Song Guangrong, can’t protect him.”

“Even Niu Sidun died in his hands. A mere Song family is not worth mentioning.”
“I’ve long disliked this kid. He uses his father’s name every day to bully people everywhere. Someone should have taken care of him long ago.”

“Meeting Mr. Ye today is his bad luck!”

Everyone’s discussion entered the ears, and Song Jianfei was completely flustered.

He originally thought that Ye Feng was young and a foreigner, and he could easily manipulate him.

However, he never expected that the other party would be the rumored Mr. Ye who defeated Niu Sidun and forced him to commit suicide.

He couldn’t afford to offend such a person.

“Mr. Ye, I…”

He wanted to say a few soft words to beg for Ye Feng’s forgiveness.

But he was interrupted by Ye Feng. “You have no right to talk to me. Ask your father to come over.”

Song Jianfei had no choice but to call his father.

After the phone call, he gradually calmed down and began to weigh the pros and cons in his heart.

He suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Although Ye Feng was powerful, that was in Zhonghai.

After all, this was Yang Cheng, not his territory.

The main reason why Niu Sidun failed was that he went to Zhonghai, which was not within his sphere of influence.

And the current Ye Feng was equivalent to Niu Sidun back then.

The Song family was the real local tyrant, so what was there to be afraid of?

At the thought of this, he regained his arrogant expression. “Mr. Ye, I think we should just let this matter go. We can be considered to have gotten to know each other through fighting. Why don’t I take a step back and let you handle it first?”

Ye Feng heard that he was confident and did not have any intention of apologizing, he could not help but sneer: “You have wasted so much of my time, you want to let it go just by saying that we are friends? Isn’t that a little too easy?”

Song Jianfei’s expression darkened. “Ye Feng, I took a step back not because I’m afraid of you. I just don’t want to fall out with you and make everyone look bad. If you don’t know what’s good for you, then let’s fight to the death and see who will admit defeat first?”

Ye Feng could not be bothered with him anymore. He turned around and started chatting with Chen Qiushan and Hu Renyu.

After a while, they saw a black Mercedes-Benz speeding over.

The car door opened, and a fat middle-aged man quickly got out of the car and walked over quickly.

“Where is Mr. Ye? Which one of you is Mr. Ye?”

When Song Jianfei saw him, he hurriedly went up to him. “Dad, don’t be anxious. It’s not a big deal…”

Before he could finish, the middle-aged man had already slapped him.

Pa!

A loud slap directly stunned Song Jianfei.

He covered his burning cheeks and stared blankly at his father. “Dad, why did you hit me?”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and pointed at him. “You’ve caused me such a big mess. It’s already considered light for me to hit you.”

Song Jianfei looked at him aggrievedly. “Dad, isn’t it just Ye Feng? Do you have to be so scared…”

Before he could finish, the middle-aged man slapped him again. “You still don’t know how to repent. I might as well f*cking kill you.”