In a high-end hotel in the center of Lan City, the fat man looked very handsome in a black suit, but it looked awkward with his fat figure.
At this moment, the fat man had a smile on his face like that of Maitreya Buddha, and he was sitting on the sofa in the hall with his legs crossed leisurely.
Opposite the fat man were a group of dandies from Lancheng.
"Master Wang, why did you invite us here?" The person who spoke was none other than Yan Jiji, who had traded the Stone of Life with Ye Feng in the no-man's land.
Compared with that day, Yan Jiji's aura now is richer, and every move reveals his ability.
"Young Master Yan, don't be anxious. Let's wait until everyone is here!" The fat man took out two cigars from his pocket, threw one to Yan Jiji, and said with a smile: "Authentic Cuban cigars!"
"nice one!"
Yan Jiji's eyes lit up, he took the cigar, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, raised his eyelids, looked at the smiling fat man, and said: "Young Master Wang, this cigar is not cheap!"
"As long as Mr. Yan likes it, I will make another box for you!"
Seeing how generous the fat man was, Yan Jiji became even more curious.
"Young Master Wang, please stop playing riddles with us. Please tell me something pleasant about what happened!" Jin Fanyun, who was sitting next to Yan Jiji, asked with a low smile.
"I said, Fatty Wang, what on earth do you want to do by inviting us here?"
At this moment, Zhao Qingkuang's voice sounded from not far away.
Zhao Qingkuang was wearing a black sportswear and sunglasses, with a look of pride on his resolute face. He walked slowly behind Yan Jiji and Jin Fanyun and said with a smile: "This fat guy is usually very stingy, but today I'm here to treat you.
There must be no good intentions!"
"Mr. Zhao, who am I?" The fat man looked innocent.
"Ning Cheng is here too!"
Yan Jiji, who was turning his head to talk to Zhao Qingkuang, changed his expression slightly. Looking at Ning Cheng, who was slowly walking towards him with a cold expression, his heart moved, as if he had guessed something.
Ning Cheng didn't seem to notice Zhao Qingkuang and others. He walked slowly in front of the fat man and looked at him condescendingly, with a brilliant light in his eyes. "Wang Wei, what do you want from me?"
"Master Ning, don't worry, let's go to the box first!"
The fat man stood up with a smile, looked at the four young men, and said: "Four young men, please!"
"Fat Wang, I want to see what you are up to!" Zhao Qingkuang took the lead and followed the fat man.
Yan Jiji and Jin Fanyun looked at each other and felt that today's matter might not be that simple.
Ning Cheng crossed his arms and walked towards the box without saying a word.
Soon, the group of people walked into a private room on the second floor of the hotel.
Cold dishes have been placed on the dining table, and two bottles of red wine have been opened, filled with a faint aroma of wine.
As soon as he entered the box, Zhao Qingkuang's expression changed slightly, and he looked up at the fat man, "I say Fatty Wang, you really spent a lot of money, you even brought out the 1986 Lafite!"
"Haha, let's entertain the four young men. Of course I don't dare to neglect the fat man! Let's sit down and talk!"
"Fat Wang, the more enthusiastic you are, the less sure I feel. I said, what on earth are you going to do? Can you give me a happy word?" Zhao Qingkuang walked to the dining table with a smile, picked up the opened red wine bottle, and squinted.
He closed his eyes, smelled it deeply, and couldn't help but praise: "It's such a good wine!"
Ning Cheng didn't seem to be worried at all, he sat down and picked up the cold dishes with his chopsticks.
"Actually, it's not me who's inviting you today, but someone else!" the fat man said unhurriedly.
"who?"
Jin Fanyun rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "If you can ask Mr. Wang to come forward, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary person."
"I'm also very curious, who is it that wants to invite four of us over at the same time!" Yan Jiji's eyes were filled with thoughts as he slowly sat down next to Ning Cheng.
"I asked Fatty to invite you here!"
Suddenly!
A low voice echoed in the box.
Ning Cheng, who was chewing cold vegetables slowly, changed his expression slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
Zhao Qingkuang's right hand holding the red wine bottle couldn't help but stiffen.
In the past few days, the four of them have refined the Stone of Life. Because of this, they have all entered the fourth level.
But now, if the other party hadn't spoken, they wouldn't have noticed there was another person in the box.
Jin Fanyun half-squinted his eyes, turned around slowly, and looked towards the sofa behind him, only to see a figure with his back to everyone.
Ye Feng stood up slowly, with a faint smile on his slightly delicate face.
"It's you?"
Looking at Ye Feng who turned around, Jin Fanyun had a look of astonishment on his face.
"So it's you!" Zhao Qingkuang's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Ye Feng, who had no internal energy fluctuations in his body and looked like an ordinary person.
"Who did I know? It turned out to be Brother Ye!"
Yan Jiji rolled his eyes, with a bright smile on his face. He stood up and walked towards Ye Feng, "Brother Ye, you can be regarded as famous all over Lancheng in the past two days!"
"Really?" Ye Feng looked at Yan Jiji with a half-smile.
"Refuse to participate in the assessment of the Martial Alliance, defeat Mo Hao, Yun Xing and other Martial Alliance geniuses. Who among the younger generation in Lancheng doesn't know Brother Ye's name?"
"This is not a good reputation!" Ye Feng curled his lips. He really didn't want to antagonize this behemoth like the Martial Alliance if it was not necessary.
"Madman, come on, let's sit down and talk!" The fat man smiled and pulled out a chair for Ye Feng.
This move made Yan Jiji and others look stunned.
You must know that Fatty is Wang Hao's only son and has a distinguished status. Among the younger generation in Lancheng, no one can make Fatty do such a thing.
Ye Feng didn't think much about it. He thanked the fat man and sat down.
Ning Cheng buried his head and kept picking cold dishes with his chopsticks without even looking at Ye Feng.
Zhao Qingkuang, who had been refusing to sit down, laughed softly, poured red wine into the goblet, slowly sat on the chair, swayed the amber-like red wine, looked at the smiling Ye Feng through the goblet, and said:
"I said, why did you come to us? Do you still have extra Life Stones and want to trade with us?"
Ye Feng did have a Stone of Life in his pocket, but it was not for trading.
"Four of you, what do you think of the Long family?" Ye Feng also picked up the chopsticks and asked while eating.
"Long family?"
Yan Jiji narrowed his eyes, looked at Ye Feng, and said: "The Long family is the top wealthy family in Lan City. Its industry involves catering, real estate, and entertainment. There are very few companies that can compete with it."
At this moment, Ning Cheng put down his chopsticks, wiped his lips with a tissue, then slowly raised his head, looked at Ye Feng, and said in a cold voice: "You want to deal with the Long family?"
Ye Feng didn't expect Ning Cheng to be so direct.
The purpose of inviting four people over today was indeed to deal with the Long family, so Ye Feng did not hide it, nodded and said: "That's right!"
