The meeting place was at Shirley's house.
A huge manor, entirely white.
Along the way, Ye Feng saw over a hundred servants.
Even the fallen nobility still valued pomp and circumstance.
Ye Feng was led into the hall by a female housekeeper with long chestnut-red hair, a graceful figure, and charming eyes.
"You're here." Shirley got up and walked over when she saw Ye Feng.
She took his arm and said, "Come on, let me introduce you."
In front of Ye Feng was a woman who was about forty years old and exuded an indescribable air of nobility.
"This is my best friend, Ivy, who is also a newly minted aristocrat."
She's incredibly capable; her eldest daughter is the deputy manager of a lithography machine company.
The second son is also a high-ranking official in the Lanhe government.
Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat!
Isn't that a coincidence?
Another line has appeared!
This woman looked to be in her early forties.
But since her daughter is already working, her real age must be around fifty.
Rich people really don't show their age at all from their appearance.
Ivy's eyes lit up slightly when she saw Ye Feng.
Her husband also passed away many years ago.
She was left alone in the empty room.
However, unlike Shirley, who has remained aloof for so many years.
Ivy is quite the womanizer; she's kept a lot of gigolos.
However, none of them can compare to Ye Feng.
Add.
Shirley just told her some of Ye Feng's strengths.
This made Ivy even more eager to try.
Feeling that Ivy's gaze was not entirely innocent, Ye Feng felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Too old.
No matter how beautiful or well-maintained she is, he has absolutely no interest in her.
On the surface, things were still peaceful and amicable.
The three people sat down.
Sipping wine and enjoying imported fruit.
Ye Feng is quite eloquent.
He quickly charmed the two women, making them tremble with delight.
The look in his eyes was clearly strained.
Ivy gave Shirley a subtle look.
Shirley understood.
He said to Ye Feng, "Come on, let's go to my room. I'll show you something good."
Ye Feng nodded.
The three of them went to Shirley's room.
Shirley pressed a switch on a wall.
The floor made a rumbling sound.
Then a passage was revealed.
Shirley explained to Ye Feng, "I have a collection of top-quality red wines, and they're all down here."
Each bottle, if placed on the market, would cost at least a million dollars.
Ye Feng feigned surprise: "Really? I'm really looking forward to it."
Could it be that the good thing this woman was talking about was red wine?
That's pointless.
What he's thinking about now is how to get to know Ivy's daughter through her.
Then, they extracted more information about lithography machines from the other party.
We went to the basement.
This place is very luxurious.
The entire floor and walls are made of gold.
The wine racks are also made of very precious mahogany.
These nobles were truly living in extreme luxury.
Even though they're already living beyond their means every year, they still know how to enjoy life.
The differences between people are simply too great.
"This is a 60-year-old red wine; there are probably no more than five of these in the world today."
Shirley picked up a bottle of golden red wine.
He said to Ye Feng and Ai Weiwei, "This wine is something that only royalty is entitled to enjoy."
You're very lucky; please try this today.
After saying that, he took the bottle of red wine to the table next to him.
He turned his back to Ye Feng and opened it.
Ye Feng had a feeling that something was wrong.
I want to turn back and see Shirley.
However, Ivy came over.
She stared at Ye Feng with her captivating eyes and asked, "Ye, do you think I'm pretty?"
She struck a pose.
It looks alright.
only.
After all, I'm getting old.
If you look at it up close...
Even though Ivy's makeup skills are very good.
You can still see some crow's feet at the corners of your eyes.
However, Ye Feng would never say that she was old.
Instead, she was showered with compliments, which made her beam with joy.
At this moment, Shirley brought over three glasses of red wine: "Come on, have a taste."
Ye Feng accepted it.
Its color is bright red, like blood.
I took a sniff, and it smells pretty good.
I took a sip.
This red wine is indeed very good.
People like them really know how to enjoy life.
Ye Feng has a net worth of trillions, but he still doesn't own a winery.
Aside from this, the most expensive wine I've ever drunk was only around 100,000 yuan.
"Um?"
I finished the glass of wine.
Ye Feng suddenly felt a little dizzy.
A sudden inspiration struck me.
I understood immediately.
Just now, Shirley was secretly drugging me!
What is she trying to do?!
Or perhaps it is due to his current strong physique.
So I only felt a slight discomfort.
I didn't feel like I was about to faint immediately.
Various thoughts raced through Ye Feng's mind.
In the end, they decided to play along.
"Ugh, I feel so dizzy, what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng collapsed limply to the ground.
Shirley immediately squatted down.
He pinched Ye Feng's cheek and said a few more words.
It was confirmed that he had not woken up.
He stood up and looked at Ai Weiwei, saying, "Mission accomplished. Don't forget the ten billion interest-free loan you promised me."
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