Ye Xingchen stayed there for a while and was about to leave when someone called out to him as soon as he stepped out the door: "Ye Xingchen? You're here too."
Turning my head, I saw Meng Feng with two girls at the entrance of the club. It seemed they had just finished a gathering and were planning a second one.
He knew both women. One was dressed flamboyantly and named Zhang Ping, a typical gold digger. Ye Xingchen had no feelings for her.
But another girl looked at Ye Xingchen with deep affection, her eyes filled with surprise.
Du Fang, the most beautiful girl in her class in college, was nice to Ye Xingchen, but at that time Ye Xingchen felt that his own conditions were too poor and did not dare to delay her.
"Ye Xingchen, it's been a long time." Du Fang stared at him intently.
"Yeah, how have you been all these years?" Ye Xingchen gave an awkward laugh.
"That's great! I didn't expect to meet you here. It must be fate. Shall we go in and have a seat?" Du Fang said excitedly.
Even though she and Ye Xingchen didn't end up together, she still missed him quite a bit. She never expected to run into him again after returning from studying abroad for several years.
"By the way, Ye Xingchen, I happen to have something to discuss with you. Let's go inside and talk." Meng Feng's eyes darted around.
Ye Xingchen knew that this guy was still eyeing the Five Dragon Saliva in his hand, but unfortunately, the Five Dragon Saliva had now turned into a Soul-Locking Pill.
"Is it okay?" Du Fang looked at Ye Xingchen intently, her face full of anticipation.
"Okay." Seeing her reluctant expression, Ye Xingchen's heart softened.
Regardless, Du Fang treated him well, taking meticulous care of him in every way. It was a pity that he was too insecure to hinder her promising future.
Inside the private room of the club, Meng Feng opened two bottles of fine wine. He clinked glasses with Ye Xingchen in a familiar manner: "Old classmate, you've started a company selling traditional Chinese medicine now. We're practically in the same industry. I'll have to take care of you in the future."
"You're too kind. I hope we can work together sometime." One doesn't hit a smiling face, and despite the insincerity in the man's flattery, Ye Xingchen drank a cup with him.
"Which company does Ye Xingchen work for? We haven't heard from him in so many years since graduation," Zhang Ping asked.
"You don't know this, do you? Now you should call me President Ye. Our talented Ye has started a company that makes traditional Chinese medicine." Meng Feng said with a smile, "By the way, Xingchen, if you're considering selling that medicine you bought last time, feel free to contact me anytime. The price is negotiable."
"I've already taken the medicine, so I'm sorry," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"You used it?" Meng Feng's expression changed, and he said somewhat unwillingly, "What did you use this precious medicine for?"
"Good things are meant to be kept for ourselves," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
Meng Feng's facial muscles twitched, his heart aching. That was something that could fetch hundreds of millions! This kid used it himself? It was such a waste.
"Meng Feng, let me toast you. I'm entrusting today's matter to you." Zhang Ping toasted Meng Feng with a glass of wine.
"It's no big deal. Your brother's matter can be resolved today. The friend I found knows people in the underworld." Meng Feng took the opportunity to boast: "It's just a matter of me putting in a good word."
"Thank you so much. My brother is such a worry. He got into a fight at the bar while drinking, and who knew the other person was so powerful. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do," Zhang Ping said quickly.
"It's alright. If your brother gets into trouble at any of the bars around Kangning Street, just mention my name. My buddy is the boss there, he controls the whole street," Meng Feng said with a smile.
"You're amazing! I should find a boyfriend like you—handsome, rich, and most importantly, decisive in any situation, able to find connections and solve problems in no time." Zhang Ping flattered her, deliberately dragging Du Fang into the conversation: "Don't you think so, Du Fang?"
"Oh? Yes, yes, Meng Feng is quite nice." Du Fang's attention was focused on Ye Xingchen, so she quickly gave a few perfunctory replies.
"Hey, class beauty, you're back in China and not planning to go back abroad, right? Looking to settle down and start a family here. Any suitable candidates? I think Meng Feng is pretty good." Zhang Ping teased, "Why don't you two give it a try?"
Zhang Ping deliberately steered the conversation in this direction; she could tell that Meng Feng was interested in Du Fang.
"I want to work hard for a few more years, and being alone is quite nice too." Du Fang smiled shyly, her gaze fixed on Ye Xingchen.
"Hey, what's the point of striving? Just marry Meng Feng and you'll be a rich lady."
Du Fang smiled, said nothing more, and turned her gaze back to Ye Xingchen.
Meng Feng was furious. He knew that Du Fang had feelings for Ye Xingchen and that their relationship was unusual. He didn't know how he was inferior to Ye Xingchen.
"Ye Xingchen, how's your company doing? Traditional Chinese medicine isn't easy to sell." Meng Feng started targeting Ye Xingchen.
"It went quite smoothly, thankfully," Ye Xingchen said.
"The investment in traditional Chinese medicine is quite large. Is your company just a shell company that makes a bunch of PowerPoint presentations to deceive investors and get their money?" Meng Feng said.
"Yeah, I heard you're going to develop traditional Chinese medicine, and I felt it was a bit unreliable. The research and development costs are quite high. Do you have the money to do it?" Zhang Ping, the opportunist, immediately turned her attention to Ye Xingchen.
"The costs are high. I invested 500 million yuan in the early stages, and now it's all gone without even a splash. It will burn through even more money later, but it's okay. Once the market opens up, the funds will come back." Ye Xingchen smiled.
He did indeed invest 500 million; there was no exaggeration.
However, to the two people in front of him, he was just bragging, after all, Ye Xingchen's family was really not well-off when he was in school.
“Invest 500 million? Are you talking about ghost money?” Zhang Ping laughed loudly: “That’s hilarious. You’ve learned to brag these past few years.”
"Is 500 million a lot? Is that something to brag about?" Ye Xingchen looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Do you know what 500 million means, Ye Xingchen?" Meng Feng sneered. "My family has been in the Chinese medicine business for decades, with an annual turnover of over 100 million, but we wouldn't dare say that we could come up with that much money at once."
"You, a poor wretch who relied on part-time jobs to make ends meet during your school years, dare to say you've invested 500 million in research and development? Do you think everyone is a fool?"
"Believe it or not." Ye Xingchen said indifferently, knowing that no one would believe him if he told the truth.
"Hehe, do you believe Du Fang?" Meng Feng turned his head: "Ye Xingchen said he invested 500 million to start a company."
“I…believe you.” Du Fang hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently. “I know Xingchen; he wouldn’t lie.”
“He’s not lying, he’s just bragging. Du Fang, I know you have a good impression of him, but a person like that is not worth your trust at all.” Zhang Ping said, “Meng Feng is much better. He’s rich and handsome, and most importantly, he has connections when things go wrong.”
"Zhang Ping, the other party is almost here, right? Don't worry, I'll talk to them and guarantee your brother's matter will be resolved in one go." Meng Feng sneered, "Unlike some people, I'm not a master of boasting."
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