Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 973 973: Midnight Hour

Jing Ya's eyes never left Ye Fengsheng's voice, but he held his phone in his hand, dialed Jing Zhu's number, handed it to the foreman, and said, "Tell him Mr. Ye and I want to open his wine."

Of course, there was Ye Fengsheng's voice.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, accompanied by the subtle laughter of a little girl and the slightly amplified voice of a man.

As they walked indulgently, a few people came over and looked at the two by the pond under the dim light. They didn't know who had come, so they didn't deal with it. Instead, they comfortably walked into the water, squinting their eyes to enjoy the tranquil and comfortable midnight time.

Forty-seven years of wine, I wonder what it tastes like.

Suddenly, someone opened his mouth, his words full of admiration. He should usually be a drunkard.

"Pah, the Meng Zimo family is dreaming again."

The chubby middle-aged man tightly hugged the person next to him, smiled, and said without any politeness: "It's best if you save it! At your current price, even if you're willing to throw away your money, people might not be willing to sell you tens of thousands of bottles of wine. It's not an insult to you, but a great insult to your wine."

"Du Rong, what do you mean by that?"

Meng Zimou was slightly annoyed. "I didn't really say I wanted to drink wine, think about it. Can't I think about it?" Besides, I'm not looking at the Buddha's face right now, he always wants to give Su a little face, to ask for a glass of wine.

Du Rong disapproved, smiling as he held the female companion in his arms. Then he said, "You know Young Master Su is supporting you. I'm reminding you not to speak rudely, to avoid burning yourself. If you knew who put this bottle of wine here, you wouldn't dare say it again."

The fat on his face quivered mockingly. He continued, "Don't forget you're just at the big table. If Su doesn't give you a bowl of rice, you'll be thrown into the river to feed the fish. If you don't want revenge, you'll ruin yourself. If it's Young Master Su, you'll get involved. What a disaster!

"So what?" Meng Zimo's family retorted: "Meng Zimo didn't mention being brave, and you, Du Long, are also a grounded son and brother. Now everyone is begging for a bowl of rice from Young Master Su. Besides wandering around all day on old matters, what can you do, why do you look down on me?"

Du Rong's eyes grew colder as if pierced by pain, becoming more fierce.

Although everyone's status is the same now, Du Rong's past pride still made him feel superior to others. Now it's ironic that he's under attack from a role of the social nadir, tainted by some luck in the social ladder.

It seems most of his characters were like this. He enjoyed making jokes he couldn't afford with others. If he got angry, a "joke" would be exposed. Now the same joke fell upon him. Instead, it felt like a deadly enemy who killed his father.

"Alright, let's talk. Don't hurt your brother's kindness."

Someone who never speaks to Meng Zimo said: "Du Rong is like this temper. Don't take it to heart. Young Master Su was pleased to invite us here. Don't let this small thing piss you off."

After that, he said to Na Dulong: "Don't worry too much about him. He's impatient. You said lots of things about him before. He just returned to your side today. You made lots of money. Don't make misleading jokes like this in the future."

"What do you have?"

Meng Zimo's family was preparing to step down the stairs when Du Rong answered: "Do you think I want to mix with you? What are you doing? A Great Disciple who daydreams all day, flattering others."

At this moment, he raised his hand, and with a splash, two people who could daydream, but for Young Master Su's face, do you think you can play with me?"

After the sound fell, the atmosphere became a bit heavy. The contradictions between these three had always been present. But today, we suddenly found the outlet and blew it up directly.

Changing the face, the man finally said calmly: "You've had too much to drink."

"Your mother had too much to drink, I didn't drink today!"

Du Rong immediately cursed: "After a couple of days with Young Master Su, did you really forget your surname? You can eat carelessly, but not speak carelessly. Young Master Su doesn't even dare to look at the Jing family's affairs. You dare think, you're fucking stupid!"

"You two ignorant fools aren't worthy of me? What are you without me?"

Clearly, this sudden outburst stunned everyone. Currently, only this kind of crude insult echoed in the quiet hot spring area.

Following that, two men splashed towards Du Rong, and Du Rong's female companion left him enthusiastically and silently walked to the shore. Seeing the fists on Du Rong's face, she screamed and ran over.

Otherwise, those closer to Zhu get the ink, and those closer to black. Not a family that doesn't enter the house.

This old saying always has a reason. God knows what's this one.

Stopping there, Ye Fengsheng's voice slightly frowned. He didn't like encountering such chaos, but God seemed to be playing a joke on him. Every day, a group of idiots came to trouble him.

When these people were angry about their contradictions, should they also vent their anger on others?

Is it because you're very good at bullying people?

"Get out of the way."

Opening his mouth, Ye Fengsheng's voice was a bit irritable.

The chief bodyguard remained still. He was gathering funds to do business. The boss didn't say anything. Where dare he go?

Besides, he looked at the clean and neat kid in front of him, very displeased, surrounded by five or six people, he also appeared calm and dying, as if the group of brothers didn't exist, and calmly said, "Let go."

I'm a bit curious!

What qualifications do you have to be so calm with those slender arms and legs?

Aren't my brothers humans? When you're in front of you, will you panic? Do I not want a face?

"Idiot."

Thinking, Ye Fengsheng couldn't be bothered to say more to these people, walking forward like everyone else.

The guard in front had thick arms and feet, saw it, and sneered in his heart.

Even if you're a wealthy person, you're arrogant and overbearing every day. Today I listen to the boss, and I don't hold you accountable to give you a lesson! I usually call you rich to drink. Today, I want to try swinging a punch at you rich guys.

However, just when his thoughts were surfacing and he was trying to slap someone, the force unleashed from his thin body gave the two bodyguards in front no chance to resist, directly knocking them out.

See, this crash, flying out at least two meters left and right!

Someone who's seen the world, the first bodyguard stared at him, measuring the power of what seemed like an indifferent clash between clouds and wind in a very short time. At that moment, he dare not have any other thoughts, catching up to complement his laughter, "Sir, sir, wait a minute, we didn't mean it, did we? Our boss is waiting for you."

He's not stupid, knowing clearly who can provoke, who cannot provoke, being so bumped into two subordinate roles, himself a few, by physical force is absolutely impossible to stay.

Ye Feng looked at him and said coldly, "He'll wait for me. He's a fool. How about you?"

The first bodyguard dared not say more. He smiled and walked over to Du Long, shamefully on his face.

"Mr. Ye, let's go."

Hand in hand, Jin Ya took the initiative to step back Half-step. He said, "This wine was supposed to be decanting, but now it's just right.