"Oh, it's that serious?"

Chen Yifei looked very sympathetic.

"Yes, practically all sorts of people try to scam me at my house. Luckily, I met someone like you, Boss Le."

"I feel so honored to know you!"

"I wonder when I'll have the chance to meet Director Yang Qing."

"You're saying you have empathy for this kind of thing, right?"

Jiang Laoliu acted as if he was trying to build rapport through casual conversation.

That's how he does business: he starts by getting to know people he can relate to, and once he gets into a good conversation with them, they're all like brothers.

Chen Yifei nodded: "After listening to what you said, I do really resonate with it."

“I’ve been to the Southwest with my father, and the people there are very nice. But here, Mr. Jiang makes me feel that he has no sincerity in cooperating at all.”

At this point, Jiang Laoliu was still quite pleased with himself, telling his assistant to "learn from him."

He was stunned for a moment.

"What does Boss Le mean...?"

"You've only exchanged a few words with me, and you're already asking me so openly, 'Director Yang Qing, if you want to know, go to the station to find out.'"

"The quickest way to see him is to lock him up. What are you talking about coming here to say?"

He acted like a spoiled rich kid, crossing his legs and resting them on the table.

"What I dislike most is when people brag in front of me."

"When have we at Tongrentang ever boasted about anything in all these years?"

"Just now, Mr. Jiang's boasting didn't make me feel the misery of your daughter and son, but only that you two are dishonest. You did something wrong, but you want others to take the blame?"

"You hit someone and then blame them for not forgiving you? Even Tongrentang wouldn't dare to be so domineering. In business, I really wouldn't dare to cooperate with someone like you."

As he spoke, Chen Yifei was about to get up.

Jiang Laoliu was also startled.

I thought this kind of thing would resonate with this spoiled brat, but I didn't expect him to pretend to be high and mighty.

Jiang Laoliu cursed a thousand times in his heart, but still smiled on the surface, though he was a little embarrassed.

Chen Yifei stood up and straightened his suit.

He said to Hu Zi beside him, "Let's go. Don't bring just anyone here anymore. Go back and rest."

"Let's talk about the project later."

At this moment, the young man who had been standing next to Jiang Laoliu stepped forward.

He said, "Boss Le, please consider me! My name is Deng Yitong, and I also started from being a lowly henchman under Sixth Master. My family is quite well-off; we specialize in supplying raw materials for medicinal herbs."

"We've only been working on this for a few years, but we have experience in doing these things."

"Boss Yue, don't be angry. Shall I take you to a dance hall to have some fun?"

Chen Yifei came down the steps.

"Alright, let's go!"

He needs to get this over with quickly; he just needs to raise the bar a bit. He should at least act like a young master.

After arriving at the dance hall, he drank with practiced ease.

Jiang Laoliu was initially reluctant to let go of his pride, but Tongrentang was a lucrative business, so after thinking it over, he went along anyway.

The main issue is that my son still needs the matchmaker's help!

Jiang Laoliu took the lead in drinking: "I'm sorry, Boss Le. I was thinking of speaking frankly, but I didn't expect you to be angry. My son was indeed wrong, and I admit that."

"That young man from the southwest, the son-in-law of the He family, is indeed true!"

"Hmm." Chen Yifei said, swirling his wine glass between his fingers. "Mr. Jiang, you're very genuine, and I like that about you."

"But don't try to scheme against me. Since I'm here to take on a project on my own, and I did it all myself, I don't like you trying to take advantage of me."

"So brazenly, you want me to introduce Comrade Yang Qing to you?"

When Chen Yifei said this, Old Man Jiang's face turned completely red.

"No, no, really no."

"Don't worry, if the business really works out, if we're partners, then I'll definitely introduce Yang Qing to you. Your son's matter will be a piece of cake," Chen Yifei said generously.

Jiang Laoliu finally put on a smile.

"Damn it, this son is such a worry. He's making me feel like a grandson."

"However, with Boss Le's words, I feel much more at ease."

Jiang Laoliu was helpless. If it weren't for the fact that his son made him look inferior, damn it, wouldn't this Boss Le be fawning over him?

He spearheaded the establishment of all the chambers of commerce here; without his approval, no one else can even think about doing it!

I was confident in that.

However, after communicating with this Boss Le, Jiang Laoliu felt that the man had a particularly casual attitude.

It gives the impression that the project could be done anywhere else...

So, he's a little anxious right now.

Deng Yitong, the lackey, ran over and asked, "Boss Le, why aren't you looking at these women? Don't you like any of them?"

He sat down next to Chen Yifei and casually ordered several more dishes.

Chen Yifei only glanced at it.

"No. I've seen far too many beautiful women; these looks aren't enough."

He looked uninterested: "Of course, there's no passion involved either."

"They're not even willing to have their virginity broken!" Deng Yitong said, sounding a little puzzled.

Aren't these rich young men the ones who love to have fun the most?

Chen Yifei: "..."

Tiger was terrified; these people were going way too far.

God knows how low these women's necklines were and how short their skirts were. He was terrified, afraid of letting Sister Xue down.

At this moment, I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, and all I wanted to do was run away as quickly as possible.

But Fei Ge was truly amazing; he sat there unmoved.

Those who didn't know might think... it's no good.

Of course he's very capable; he and his sister-in-law even have a child together.

Tiger didn't even dare to look.

Chen Yifei casually replied, "I don't have that hobby."

"I've seen too much of this, it's boring."

Deng Yitong nodded: "That's true. You're all very knowledgeable, so I know what you like."

Chen Yifei: ?

At this moment, Deng Yitong leaned over and whispered in Chen Yifei's ear, "Do you like married women?"

"I understand."

Chen Yifei: "..."

He didn't deny it, but mainly because if he liked young girls, he didn't know how many more he would need to add to the number.

He loathed this kind of life.

Who knew Deng Yitong would be so reckless?

He addressed Chen Yifei as, "Boss Le."

"Let me tell you, my wife is very beautiful. And she has a great figure too."

"If you like it, really, you can give it a try."

"..."

Chen Yifei knew some men were despicable, but he never expected them to be this despicable.

It's just a business deal, yet he's willing to sacrifice his wife.

"Mr. Deng, let's talk about it later," Chen Yifei declined. "I don't have that idea right now."

"Hey, Mr. Le, don't be shy about telling me this."

"If you need anything, just ask me. I'm your little brother." Deng Yitong's eyes were full of flattery.

"If you want to cooperate, come to me first. My family is still decent. If necessary, we won't listen to Jiang Laoliu."