The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 58 - 56 3,000,000

Chapter 58: Chapter 56 3,000,000

"What did you say!" After hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone at the scene was stunned; he was completely not giving Tao Jun any face, and they all looked at Ye Feng as if he were an idiot.

Tao Zui was the wealthiest second-generation present, with countless resources at home. Ye Feng’s statement was a direct offense against Tao Jun.

Everyone felt that Ye Feng had pitifully low emotional intelligence and showed their disdain for him.

However, Ye Feng remained calm, "I’m sorry, I’m not targeting you. I’m just telling the truth. I really can’t stomach such low-grade wine..."

You should know that when Ye Feng was in Southern Border, the wines he drank were exclusively supplied for Dragon Country. Compared to those, this wine is truly inferior; there’s no comparison at all.

Having drunk plenty, Ye Feng naturally became picky and couldn’t possibly drink such wine again.

"Bullshit, Young Master Jun’s wine costs thousands per bottle, and you’re telling me it’s trash? Are you deliberately looking for trouble with Young Master Jun?" As Tao Jun’s loyal lackey, Su Fan was certainly the first to become restless.

Ye Feng shook his head: "The price doesn’t determine the quality of wine. Besides, what good stuff could possibly cost just a few thousand..."

Watching Ye Feng, the crowd found the situation laughable, thinking he was just showing off.

But what they didn’t know was that Ye Feng was merely speaking the truth. No amount of money was more than a string of numbers for Ye Feng, a mere few thousand was not even considered money in his eyes.

"I think you’re deliberately trying to sabotage us. Ye Feng, you’d better apologize to Tao Jun immediately, or else today I’ll make you understand why flowers are so red!" A threatening gleam shone in Su Fan’s eyes.

"Alright, stop talking, let’s just enjoy our gathering in peace," Li Ling suggested, since she was once the class president. She believed everyone would at least listen to her.

"Su Fan, sit down. Since Ye Feng says my wine is no good, then let’s switch to something better. After all, I initiated this reunion; I wouldn’t want others mocking me, Tao Jun, for being stingy!" Tao Jun declared.

Then, Tao Jun called the waiter over: "Bring me the best wine you have here, ten bottles!"

After hearing Tao Jun’s words, the waiter was taken aback: "Sir, our most expensive wine is quite costly, it’s..."

"Fine, don’t tell me how expensive it is, no matter the cost, I, Tao Jun, can afford it today. Bring it up!" Tao Jun said brashly.

Soon, the waiter brought over several bottles of wine. Upon seeing the wine, everyone was surprised.

"I’ve never seen this kind of wine before!"

The waiter introduced: "Dear guests, this is the best wine we have, Purple Gold Edition Collector’s Moutai. We only have five bottles in our restaurant. Our boss said we can only sell three bottles to you, I’m very sorry."

Tao Jun expressed regret: "If it’s only three bottles then three it is. We’ll take them!"

Tao Jun then looked to Su Fan: "Come on, pour some for everyone, let’s taste this fine wine!"

Su Fan nodded and poured the wine for everyone. The rich aroma of the wine enveloped the private room, its magical fragrance intoxicating.

"It smells so good!" Everyone couldn’t help but exclaim, truly the best wine the restaurant had to offer.

Tao Jun looked at Ye Feng and sneered: "Ye Feng, I suppose this wine meets your standards now?"

Ye Feng pursed his lips: "It’s passable..."

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, the displeasure among the crowd towards him grew even stronger, but Ye Feng didn’t care at all and continued to leisurely drink and eat.

The others were reluctant to drink the fine wine in their glasses, but Ye Feng drank it as if it were water, downing it in one go.

Watching Ye Feng, Tao Jun sneered: "Ye Feng, I remember during college entrance exams you only scored around three hundred; you didn’t even go to university. With your education level, it must be tough to find a good job, right? Have you struck it rich in some business?"

Upon hearing Tao Jun’s words, everyone looked at Ye Feng with mockery.

Zhao Ziming was angered. Ye Feng was now the big boss of the Lin Group with a forty percent share. How dare these people look down on him!

Zhao Ziming was about to speak up, but Ye Feng beat him to it: "Just an idler..."

"So you’re a social parasite..." Su Fan said disdainfully, showing his contempt for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn’t care; Su Fan was nothing but an ant, not worth Ye Feng’s concern.

Tao Jun spoke: "Ye Feng, this isn’t the way to go. As an idler, completely useless. You can’t be a social leech like this. Actually, I need someone to shine my shoes; from now on, you’ll be responsible for that. How about I give you a salary of five thousand per month?"

The crowd laughed: "It’s just like Young Master Jun, even offering a five thousand monthly salary for a shoe shiner. Certainly beyond what we ordinary folks can imagine!"

"Ye Feng, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and thank Young Master Jun for the five thousand! Such a lot of money, you’d want that, right? Your chance to reach the pinnacle of life is upon you!" Su Fan teased Ye Feng.

"Hahaha~~~" Everyone burst into laughter, looking at Ye Feng as if watching a monkey being played with.

"You’re looking for death!" Suddenly, killing intent surged in Zheng Yonggang, but he was stopped by Ye Feng.

These people were just a bunch of ignorant and ordinary people; Ye Feng didn’t need to get worked up over them.

"Ye Feng, stop eating. Are you starved, like a hungry ghost reincarnated? Did you or did you not accept the job Young Master Jun offered you? Say something!" Su Fan urged.

Li Rong, Tao Jun, and Li Ling were all watching Ye Feng’s debacle.

"Excuse me, sir, sorry to interrupt!" But just then, the waiter came in.

"What’s up?" Tao Jun asked.

"Well, the three bottles of Moutai you opened are our restaurant’s treasures, so there’s a special rule, we need to settle the bill upfront. Could you please pay for the wine first?" the waiter politely said.

"What kind of silly rule is that!" Tao Jun frowned, clearly discontented, but he still casually asked, "How much?"

"Thank you for your understanding, that’ll be a total of three million..." the waiter said.

"How much!" Suddenly, the room fell silent, their hearts unsettled, eyes widened, as if they misheard.