Buying the Phoenix Cry Pavilion

"Brother, I've figured it out. Now that you have Sister Xiaona, you don't dote on me anymore. You're even keeping me in suspense." Ye Lin pouted.

Li Xiaona hurried over from the side to comfort her.

"You little rascal, the place we're going to is where Xiaona and I formally met. Wouldn't it be better to see it for yourself than have me tell you?" Ye Feng said, at a loss for words.

"Pfft, you just don't dote on me anymore. You won't even comfort me. Sister Xiaona's much nicer." With that, she pulled a face at Ye Feng and started chatting with Li Xiaona.

Before long, the three arrived at the Phoenix Cry Pavilion. A long line had already formed outside. After Ye Feng confirmed their information with a server, they were taken to their reserved table.

"Brother, Sister Xiaona, it's so beautiful here, so full of antique charm! Look at that young lady playing the guzheng over there. She looks like an immortal! Did you meet here? That's wonderful! It's just like traveling back to ancient times."

"Linlin, this is where Brother Feng and I first formally met, and it was at this very table. My roommates and I shared a table with Brother Feng," Li Xiaona said, her face full of happiness. Perhaps if she hadn't taken the initiative back then, she wouldn't have gotten what she wanted now.

"The way you address people here is special too. If you call them servers, they won't answer. You have to call them waiters before they'll come over. Want to try?"

Ye Lin's eyes lit up. She had only heard people addressed that way on TV and hadn't expected to experience it herself today.

"Waiter, bring this young lady two jin of wine and five jin of beef!" Ye Lin planted a foot on a stool and spoke in a bold, heroic manner.

Black lines covered Ye Feng's face. He had known his little sister would pull some sort of stunt. He glared at Ye Lin and said, "What on earth goes through that head of yours all day? Waiter, a few of your signature dishes, a pot of Longjing tea, and two glasses of orange juice."

Ye Lin said indignantly, "That's how they always order on TV! Especially when I put my foot on the stool like that-didn't I look impressive?"

"Impressive, my foot! Can't you act a little more ladylike? Let's see how you'll ever get married," Ye Feng said irritably.

Watching the siblings bicker gave Li Xiaona a warm feeling. As an only child, she had envied others for having a loving older brother when she was little, someone she could bicker with, care for and be cared for by, and act spoiled around to her heart's content. She would definitely give Brother Feng several babies in the future. At the thought, her face reddened involuntarily.

"Sister Xiaona, what are you thinking about? Your face is all red. Hehe, tell me, are you laughing at me too? Confess, or I'll show you how formidable your future sister-in-law can be. Take this, my breast-grabbing dragon claw!"

Watching the two of them fool around, Ye Feng smiled happily.

At that moment, a discordant voice rang out.

"Well, if it isn't Ye Feng! Must be nice being a pretty boy. You can even pick up two girls at once. Tsk, tsk. Young ladies, your taste leaves something to be desired. What's so good about an unemployed pauper? A face won't put food on the table these days. You need money for that." The newcomer was Wang Gang, Ye Feng's supervisor during his previous internship.

Ye Lin looked at Wang Gang as though he were an idiot. Where did this man get the confidence to call her brother a pauper?

"Wang Gang, you really are a lingering ghost. It's one thing to be ugly, but coming out here to disgust people is where you're in the wrong. I'd almost forgotten about trash like you, but I never expected you to come running to me for a beating." Ye Feng wondered if something was wrong with this guy's brain.

"You? Give me a beating? You think far too highly of yourself, kid. Do you have what it takes? You really think you're somebody, don't you? In my eyes, you're nothing but dog shit," Wang Gang said disdainfully.

Ye Lin could no longer hold back either. She gave Wang Gang a thorough tongue-lashing, making his face darken with anger. When the owner of the Phoenix Cry Pavilion saw the argument, he rushed over with several security guards.

"Gentlemen, I'm Zhou Muyao, the person in charge of the Phoenix Cry Pavilion. If you two have a dispute, please don't argue here, or I'll have to ask you both to leave."

Ye Feng looked at Zhou Muyao and said, "Boss Zhou, is the Phoenix Cry Pavilion for sale? Name your price."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Wang Gang nearly laughed himself to tears.

"Ye Feng, aren't you afraid of twisting your tongue bragging like that? You've taken this act too far. You want to buy the Phoenix Cry Pavilion? You're killing me! Do you know how much it's worth? At least eighty million Huaxia Currency. Looking as poor as you do, you couldn't even afford a table."

Ye Feng ignored Wang Gang and continued to Zhou Muyao, "One hundred million Huaxia Currency."

"Sir, I have no intention of selling the Phoenix Cry Pavilion. Please don't make jokes like that." Zhou Muyao didn't believe Ye Feng could afford to buy it.

"Haha, Ye Feng, you're just like a clown now. Keep up the show! If you can buy the Phoenix Cry Pavilion, I, Wang Gang, will crawl out of here today!"

"One hundred and fifty million Huaxia Currency," Ye Feng continued.

"Mr. Ye, it's not that I don't believe you. I don't want to sell the Phoenix Cry Pavilion. I built this place with my own hands, and I'm attached to it."

"You don't want to? So it's not that you can't sell it. Boss Zhou, two hundred million Huaxia Currency. And you'll continue to run the Phoenix Cry Pavilion afterward."

Zhou Muyao was very satisfied with the price, but he still doubted whether Ye Feng could actually afford it.

"Mr. Ye, if you really can produce two hundred million Huaxia Currency, the Phoenix Cry Pavilion is yours."

Ye Feng asked Zhou Muyao for an account number, transferred two hundred million, and watched him quietly.

After receiving the notification that the money had reached his bank account, Zhou Muyao said respectfully, "Boss, from this moment on, the Phoenix Cry Pavilion belongs to you. What are your orders?"

Ye Feng looked at Wang Gang, who stood there in shock, and said coldly, "Help him fulfill the promise he just made."

Wang Gang came to his senses. He couldn't understand how the pauper he had once been able to manipulate at will could produce two hundred million Huaxia Currency to buy the Phoenix Cry Pavilion. It defied logic! Just as he was about to run, two security guards stepped in front of him and shoved him to the ground.

He gave Ye Feng a resentful look, then crawled out of the Phoenix Cry Pavilion in humiliation.

"Boss, do you have any other orders?" Zhou Muyao said respectfully. He understood that since Ye Feng had spent two hundred million Huaxia Currency to buy the Phoenix Cry Pavilion just to vent his anger, his means must be terrifyingly great.

"From now on, you'll be the manager here. You'll still be in charge of the Phoenix Cry Pavilion; I won't get involved. Also, everything's on the house today, to celebrate Wang Gang crawling out."

After Zhou Muyao left, he announced that everything was on the house, prompting a round of cheers. Prices at the Phoenix Cry Pavilion were far from low, so the customers could save a considerable sum. Someone also posted the incident online, where it caused quite a stir in Demon City.

"Brother, you were so cool just now! The way Wang Gang crawled out was hilarious, just like a big turtle. I'm dying of laughter," Ye Lin said dramatically.