In fact, compared to Ye Yuanshan's caution and respect, he preferred getting along with Ye Gulou.
Red tape and stuff are the most troublesome.
Ye Gulou also figured out Ning Chen's temper before he dared to make these jokes.
"King Wu, wait a minute. I'm going to inform my father. The road to the back mountain is a bit far and it may take some time."
Ye Yuanshan said: "Xiaolou, please take King Wu to eat something first. I'll go back quickly."
"Okay~ Boss, let's go."
Ye Gulou said with a smile.
Ning Chen rubbed his belly.
He was really hungry.
So, he followed Ye Gulou towards the courtyard where the banquet was held.
The courtyard is large and can accommodate ten tables for twenty people.
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The table is made of golden nanmu and is filled with all kinds of delicacies. Australian dragon, abalone, king crab, and bluefin tuna are all standard.
But in these cases, no one moved their chopsticks.
The top-quality mushrooms transported by air from Lingnan, such as matsutake, black truffles, and tiger palm mushrooms, contain trace amounts of spiritual energy and are sold out as soon as they are served.
The Ye family spent at least 100 million on banquets in the past ten days.
But Ye Yuanshan didn't care at all.
His son broke through to become a master at the age of 25!
This is a great joy!
So what if we spend one billion to celebrate?
Ye Gulou knew that Ning Chen didn't like to be noticed, so he found an ordinary seat for him.
After a while, Ning Chen was cooking.
Ye Gulou brought a girl who also wore green and gold clothes.
She is about in her early twenties, about the same age as Xu Shuyan, with peach cheeks and apricot face. She is charming and pretty, and her looks are on par with Xu Shuyan's.
"Brother, he is the... King Wu you mentioned?"
The girl looked at Ning Chen who was chewing pig's trotters, her head covered with black lines.
If this is King Wu!
She is the Martial Emperor!
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you come and meet me!"
Ye Gulou urged.
"What are you praying for? This must be another prank of yours! Brother, you are now a master, can you be more careful?"
The girl crossed her arms across her chest and rolled her eyes.
"come over!"
Ye Gulou roughly pulled the girl over and said to Ning Chen, "Hey, boss, this is my sister Ye Lingge."
"Lingge, why don't you come and say hello!"
Ye Gulou urged.
"You big-headed devil, I don't believe it!"
Ye Lingge kicked Ye Gulou, turned around and left.
"Hey, Lingge! Come back!"
"I'm sorry, boss. My sister is spoiled and a little willful. I...I'll go get her back!"
Ye Gulou quickly chased after him.
Ning Chen didn't squint his eyes the whole time and concentrated on cooking.
However, the movement here has attracted the attention of some interested people.
On the outermost table.
A hunchbacked old man with silver hair on his head stared at Ning Chen, thoughtfully.
"Mr. Xu, what are you looking at, so serious?"
"Nothing, just pick up some food."
Half an hour later.
Ning Chen was almost done eating.
Neither Ye Yuanshan nor Ye Gulou came back.
So he decided to go for a walk to eat.
Baiyun Villa is too big.
It covers 70% of the area halfway up the mountain, with beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery. It doesn't look like a private manor, but more like a tourist attraction.
Ning Chen even smelled a hint of spiritual energy.
According to his guess, there should be a spiritual vein under Baiyun Mountain a long time ago.
When the ancestors of the Ye family chose to build their village here, they probably thought that the feng shui here was good, that they could live there for a long time, and that they could cultivate their moral character.
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"Damn it, if I meet that bastard again, I'll beat him to death!"
"Hiss...it hurts so much."
A silver-haired young man, holding his swollen cheeks, walked on the plank road paved with huanghuali wood.
She was accompanied by a scantily clad "socialite".
There are also a few rich second generations wearing luxury goods.
"Master Luo, that kid hit you, and you just let him go like this?"
A white-haired young man said angrily: "If it were me, I would have to break one of his legs."
"If I hadn't forgotten to pull the handbrake, hit seven cars in a row, and made too much noise, I wouldn't have let him escape so quickly."
"However, my people are already adjusting the surveillance, he can't escape!"
The silver-haired young man "Luo Chi" said bitterly.
The famous lady in his arms also said: "If you ask him to pay, he will lose everything."
"How much money can a BYD driver lose?"
Another second-generation rich man wearing earrings said disdainfully: "But for a person at the bottom of society like this, asking him to pay one or two hundred thousand yuan is already a big loss."
"Forget it, let's not mention that kid, bad luck!"
Luo Chi waved his hand and said to the white-haired young man: "Xiaobai, where is Mr. Qin?"
"We are already at the foot of the mountain. Take the cable car up immediately."
The tone of the white-haired young man "Zhang Haobai" was a little excited.
"We are about to enter the legendary Baiyun Villa, so excited!"
"If Master Qin hadn't led us in, our family's assets in Binhai would never have been able to get in."
When Luo Chi heard this, he shook his head.
"You don't understand this."
"Whether you can enter Baiyun Villa has nothing to do with assets."
"My dad knows several coal bosses in western Shanxi who are worth tens of billions, but they can't even get invitations."
Several friends were shocked.
With a net worth of tens of billions, can you still get into Baiyun Villa?
Is it that exaggerated?
"Does the Ye family despise the nouveau riche and only entertain those noble families?"
the scantily clad socialite asked.
"You are wrong, Xiaomeng."
Luo Chi shook his finger and said in a very pretentious manner: "The Ye family will only let capable people into Baiyun Villa, and it has nothing to do with money."
"ah?"
Liu Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, not understanding this sentence, "But doesn't money mean strength?"
"Alas, you guys... know so little about this world."
Luo Chi chuckled, "For the strong, money is really just an external possession. As long as they say a word, many people will send money to them."
Several friends were confused.
Luo Chi waved his hand, "Forget it, I've told you too much and you won't understand."
"Let's go to the cable car to pick up Mr. Qin."
As he spoke, he took the lead and walked forward.
Unexpectedly, before taking two steps, he bumped into Ning Chen.
"It's you!"
Luo Chi's steps faltered and he recognized Ning Chen at a glance.
"What's wrong, Mr. Luo, did you meet someone you know?"
Zhang Haobai and Liu Mengmeng came over.
"A familiar person, very familiar indeed... I will never forget this face in my life!"
Luo Chi gritted his teeth, pointed at Ning Chen and cursed:
"He's the kid with the little arm who beat me in the BYD!"
