After Wu Feifan finished drinking, he bowed and made an invitation gesture, and said: "Master Ning, please sit down, please take a seat."
"Manager Yan, what are you still doing? Quickly remove all the dishes from the table and put them on again."
"Okay, okay." Manager Yan is about to get busy.
Everyone took another breath and looked at Ning Feiyang again. They saw that this face was not very familiar. He must not be the young master of some family. How could he be so respected by Wu Feifan?
"No, you can drink. I'm not familiar with them, so it will be awkward to sit together. I'll eat in the box next to them." Ning Feiyang said lightly.
"Master Ning, you didn't blame me, did you?" Wu Feifan was nervous.
Ning Feiyang smiled and said: "How could it be possible? Have a good birthday. I didn't prepare any gifts. I'll just give you a bottle of water."
"Master Ning, you're welcome. This gift is too valuable." Wu Feifan took it carefully.
Ning Feiyang turned and left.
Wu Feifan said: "Manager Yan, don't stand here anymore. Hurry to the next box. If you don't serve Master Ning well, you will bear the consequences."
"Yes, yes, yes." Yan Meng's body was trembling and he ran over quickly.
Zhang Shuangquan and Pan Ting were also a little surprised. They didn't expect that Ning Feiyang knew the son of the richest man in Jiangbei, and they didn't expect that the guy was so afraid of Ning Feiyang.
Chu Miaoke had heard her father say it, but she didn't expect it to be so dramatic.
Yan Silong and four other classmates just stood there, all shocked and speechless.
Especially Yan Silong, who just tried to curry favor with Wu Feifan and belittled Ning Feiyang, but who knew the plot would turn around so quickly.
It was more uncomfortable than being slapped several times, and my face was burning!
"If you still don't leave, should I ask you to sit down?" Wu Feifan was a little annoyed when he saw that Yan Silong still didn't leave.
"Yes, yes." Yan Silong left like a zombie.
He returned to the box again, feeling ashamed and wishing he could find a crack in the floor to crawl in.
Isn't that right? Before the toast, he even boasted that he was Ning Feiyang's network, bragging about how powerful he was and how he almost reached heaven.
On the other hand, Ning Feiyang remains quiet, has such a wide network of contacts and resources, and still maintains a low profile.
There is no need to compare at all, it is obvious who is more powerful.
When Yan Meng saw his nephew coming, he grabbed his ear and dragged him to the bathroom in the private room.
"You bastard, what's going on? You don't know about such a powerful classmate." Yan Meng scolded.
"He came later, how could I know." Yan Silong looked aggrieved.
Yan Meng scolded again: "I don't care. I don't want to know what happened to you before, but from now on, you must adjust your state and serve this person well, otherwise I will never be done with you!"
Yan Silong came out with drooped ears. When he saw Ning Feiyang, he immediately smiled and walked over quickly.
"Master Ning, I was really blind just now. I couldn't recognize you. I was wrong. I was wrong." Yan Silong looked around and said, "I am punishing myself by drinking wine..."
"Yan Silong, Mr. Wu punished himself with three cups just now. You can't do less than this, right?" Zhang Shuangquan said with a smirk.
Yan Silong had already drank a lot before, at least half a catty of liquor. When he heard what Zhang Shuangquan said, he could only bite the bullet and reply: "Of course not, I will punish myself with a bottle of liquor."
After he finished speaking, he picked up a bottle and drank it.
It's not bad, but if you drink a big bottle, the burning feeling is not to mention uncomfortable.
"Master Ning, I've finished drinking, I..." Yan Silong rushed out before he could finish his words, ran to the bathroom, and vomited out.
The remaining classmates also picked up their wine glasses and wanted to toast.
"Forget it, you didn't mean it. We've almost finished our meal. Let's leave first." Ning Feiyang stood up and left.
Zhang Shuangquan, Pan Ting and Chu Miaoke followed.
Yan Meng quickly tried to persuade him to stay. No matter what he said, Ning Feiyang had no intention of staying.
He could only quickly return to the box and tell Wu Feifan about the situation.
"Forget it, don't do it either." Wu Feifan waved his hand.
"Young Master Wu, I..." Yan Meng's expression changed drastically.
Wu Feifan glared at him fiercely and scolded: "If you don't get out, the consequences will be even more serious."
Yan Meng felt the murderous intent, was so frightened that he urinated and crawled away.
The people at the dinner table had never seen Wu Feifan get so angry. One of them couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked: "Master Wu, you are making a fuss out of a molehill. Who is that person? Is he worthy of you?"
Do."
Wu Feifan said nothing and pointed to the sky.
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what it meant.
Wu Feifan opened his mouth and said: "A man who can reach the sky."
For the son of Wu Jingping, the richest man in Jiangbei, to comment like this, Ning Feiyang's status is definitely extraordinary, but everyone here is considered a celebrity, and some people who have never heard of it don't believe it.
"You will understand after each of you takes a small sip of this bottle of water." Wu Feifan took out the bottle of water and poured a little bit for each person.
Everyone frowned, thinking that this is just an ordinary bottle of mineral water. Your family is also the richest man in Jiangbei. Are you so stingy?
When they drink it, the warm energy spreads throughout the body instantly, making them feel refreshed and refreshed. It has the effect of cleansing the essence and marrow, and all the minor ailments of the body are gone.
"It's amazing, it's really amazing."
"No wonder he's called Master Ning. Just because he has this kind of water, he deserves this title."
"Gao, Mr. Wu, I didn't taste it just now. How about more?"
Several people were holding wine glasses and looking at Wu Feifan eagerly.
Wu Feifan quickly held the mineral water in his arms, looked at the people warily, waved his hands and said: "Let me play while you're at it. I drank so much for you just now. It's all a waste. There's nothing left."
I will taste the half bottle of it slowly."
Several people couldn't help but sigh, and no longer dared to underestimate Ning Feiyang.
At this moment, Ning Feiyang and his party had already left the manor and drove to the mountain road.
"Let's sit over there and let's chat." Zhang Shuangquan said.
"Miaoke, there's no one around here, be brave." Pan Ting said with a sly smile.
Chu Miaoke blushed, threw the leaf in her hand, and said, "You're not ashamed, you think everyone else is the same as you."
Pan Ting laughed, grabbed Zhang Shuangquan's arm and left.
"What do you mean by Pan Ting? Why should you be bolder?" Ning Feiyang said.
"She...she...don't pay attention to her anyway. This guy did something dirty and encouraged me." Chu Miaoke said, stamping her feet.
When Ning Feiyang saw Chu Miaoke's shy look, he started to tease her and continued to ask: "What's the dirty thing? Let's talk about it." (To be continued)