Meeting Qian Zhongwen

The sounds of arguing and fighting on the second floor soon attracted a crowd of customers.

By then, the security guards at Famous Car Collection had arrived too. They were also unhappy with the manager, Wu Fei, so they had waited until Ye Feng was done hitting him before finally showing up.

Seeing the guards arrive, Wu Fei pointed at Ye Feng and said viciously, "Get him, now! Beat him hard! Or I'll fire every last one of you!"

The guards exchanged glances, but not one of them stepped forward. Their captain came out and said, "Manager Wu, the conflict is already over. We have no authority to beat up customers of Famous Car Collection."

Wu Fei's expression darkened. He pointed at the security captain, but couldn't get a single word out.

A middle-aged man entered the crowd, his expression serious. "Can someone tell me what happened here?"

As soon as Wu Fei saw him, he rushed over and cried, "Boss Qian, this Wei Liang and this brat came to our Famous Car Collection to cause trouble, and they even hit me! Boss Qian, you have to stand up for me!"

The newcomer was none other than Qian Zhongwen, the owner of Famous Car Collection. Despite his refined, scholarly air, he had once been a renowned figure in the underworld. Later, he seized an opportunity and successfully went legit.

Qian Zhongwen looked at Ye Feng and Wei Liang. "Young man, I want an explanation."

An invisible pressure bore down on Ye Feng. He steadied himself, met Qian Zhongwen's gaze, and said slowly, "Boss Qian, I've heard about your past exploits too. But I came to buy a car from my friend today, and this Wu Fei insulted both of us. That wasn't appropriate, was it? It's true that I was wrong to hit him, and I'm willing to pay compensation."

Qian Zhongwen looked at Ye Feng with admiration. The young man was so young, yet he could withstand his pressure and speak with sound reasoning. Qian Zhongwen then turned to Wu Fei.

Seeing Qian Zhongwen look his way, Wu Fei hurriedly explained, "Boss Qian, this brat wanted to see that Aston Martin One-77. How could he possibly afford it? So I refused."

"Young man, is he telling the truth?"

"Boss Qian, do you think I can't afford it too? I was going to buy it, but now I don't want to." Ye Feng looked at Qian Zhongwen seriously.

"Young man, are you admitting you came here to make trouble? Or are you messing with me?"

"Messing with you? No. I just want to ask you, Boss Qian, is Famous Car Collection for sale? Name your price. I'll take it."

"Young man, Famous Car Collection is worth around a billion. Are you sure you want it?" Qian Zhongwen now felt not only admiration but also curiosity. He didn't know where Ye Feng got his confidence.

"Boss Qian, I'll offer 1.5 billion for Famous Car Collection. Would you be satisfied with that price?"

Qian Zhongwen looked into Ye Feng's eyes and confirmed that the young man was serious. Puzzled, he asked, "Little brother, I can tell you don't care much about Famous Car Collection. Why do you want to buy it?"

Ye Feng pointed at Wu Fei. "Because of him. I want to kick him out."

"Is it worth it?"

"It is!"

Seeing Ye Feng's emphatic answer, Qian Zhongwen nodded in satisfaction. "A Bao, break one of Wu Fei's legs and drive him out of Jin City."

After a scream, Wu Fei was dragged out of Famous Car Collection.

Qian Zhongwen smiled. "Now you have no reason to buy the place, do you? You're still welcome to buy a car. Little brother, would you be interested in having a cup of tea in my office?"

"Boss Qian, give me a moment. I'll have my brother help me buy the cars first, or I really will look like I came here to make trouble."

He then took out his card and gave it to Wei Liang, telling him to buy a Bentley Bentayga and an Aston Martin One-77. After that, he went with Qian Zhongwen to his office.

After pouring Ye Feng a cup of tea, Qian Zhongwen looked at him and said, "Little brother, I admire you. You're a lot like I was when I was young: loyal, bold, and willing to take responsibility. I know it's unlikely you'd come work for me, so I'd like to be friends."

Ye Feng had already intended to get on good terms with him. After all, he spent most of his time in Demon City, and if anything happened to his parents, he couldn't deal with it in time. So he readily agreed.

"Haha, from now on I'll call you Brother Ye, and you can call me Brother Qian. If you run into any trouble, tell me. I can't do much elsewhere, but here in Jin City, my name still carries some weight." As a big shot who had spent more than a decade making his way through the jianghu, Qian Zhongwen was a good judge of character. Someone like Ye Feng was definitely not a creature destined to remain in a pond. If he befriended him early, the rewards in the future would surely be considerable. But he didn't know that this very act of befriending him would save him from a future catastrophe.

"Brother Qian, you're in real estate too. Can you recommend any good villas?"

"Little brother, I developed a villa district over at East Lake Resort. Go there tomorrow, and whichever one catches your eye, I'll give it to you."

"Brother Qian, I can just buy it. It's not that much money."

"That works too. It's not as if you're short of money. Little brother, don't leave tonight. Let's have a drink. I have a bottle of good liquor here."

"Brother Qian, I really can't today. I just got back from Demon City, and I promised to have dinner with my parents. Let me treat you another day."

"All right, I'll be waiting, then. Haha!"

The two chatted for a while longer before Ye Feng took his leave.

As soon as he left the office, Wei Liang rushed over. "Xiao Feng, you loaded bastard, when did you get rich? Here's your card. I benefited from your good fortune today too. My commission on those two cars alone comes to 1.5 million. Haha! Let me know when you're free, and I'll treat you to a feast."

"Sure. Once I'm through with the next few busy days, I'll definitely take you for a good meal. Liangzi, you'd better do a good job. Brother Qian just said he's promoting you to sales supervisor, so you'll have to work hard."

"Yeah, yeah, I definitely will. If you're busy, go ahead. I have to tell Xiaohui. Now the bride price and the house are both taken care of."

Ye Feng found an employee to help drive the Bentley to his home, while he drove the Aston Martin One-77 home at breakneck speed.

Ye Feng arrived downstairs and waited a while before the employee finally showed up. Once the car was parked, Ye Feng sent him a 1,000-yuan red envelope by scanning his code. The employee thanked him profusely and left.

When Ye Feng got home, his father had already returned and was tending to the flowers and plants on the balcony. Seeing Ye Feng come in, he immediately came out, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You little rascal, you didn't even tell me you were coming back. I could have picked you up."

His mother, who was doing laundry, shouted, "You old man, you just finished handling the flowers and now you're patting my son! If you get his clothes dirty, are you going to wash them?"

Hearing that, Father Ye slunk off to wash his hands, making Ye Feng burst out laughing.

Before long, Ye Lin opened the door and came home. As soon as she saw Ye Feng, she rushed over and hugged him.

"You rotten brother, you came back without telling me! If I'd known, I wouldn't have gone out to have fun today."

"All right, I brought you a present. Want to see it?"

Ye Lin let go of Ye Feng and hurriedly asked, "Where is it? Show me, quick! Hehe, I knew my brother treated me best."