Chapter 117: Is 10 Billion Enough? If Not, I’ll Have Him Invest 100 Billion?

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Is 10 Billion Enough? If Not, I’ll Have Him Invest 100 Billion?

The man in designer clothes took out a business card, tossed it in front of Ye Feng, and said arrogantly, "Here’s my card."

’My title is on there,’ he thought. ’One look and this punk will feel so inferior he’ll just have to slink away.’

Ye Feng reached out, picked up the card, glanced at it, then looked at the man and called out, "Xiaao Jiji?"

’Xiaojiji? As in, little weenie?’

Nangong Xue stared at Ye Feng, her lovely eyes going wide. ’Heavens, can he see the truth right through the man’s pants? Does he have X-ray vision?’

But it seemed this joke had been made before. The man in designer clothes instantly turned the color of an eggplant. He glared at Ye Feng and roared:

"It’s Xiaao Zhe! Xiaao Zhe! Do you get it? Are you illiterate? Did a gym teacher teach you how to read?"

"Oh, Xiaao Zhe! My mistake, I thought it was ’little weenie’!" Ye Feng said with a deadpan expression. "You’ll have to forgive my poor education. I didn’t realize that a ’Zhe’ was just two ’ji’s put together."

Xiaao Zhe was so mad his nose was practically crooked. ’Would it kill you to stop saying ’weenie’?’

Beside them, Nangong Xue could no longer hold it in and doubled over with laughter.

At that moment, Ye Feng’s eyes lit up as he looked at the table full of delicacies. "Wow, so much good food! And I’m actually starving. You two chat, I’m just gonna get started."

With that, he grabbed an Australian lobster, tore it open, and began to eat with great relish.

Xiaao Zhe had been about to ask about Ye Feng’s background, but seeing his table manners, he immediately lost all interest. ’Just a poor country bumpkin who’s never seen anything. He’s not even worth my time.’

So he ignored Ye Feng completely, turned to Nangong Xue, and launched into a fierce offensive:

"Nangong, ever since we were in college, I’ve been in love with you. Even now, nothing has changed. You are my sun; without you, my world is dark. I am a fish, and you are the water; without you, I cannot breathe. You are the rain, and I am the trees and flowers waiting to be nourished. Ah..."

Just then, Ye Feng chimed in out of nowhere, "So corny!"

Xiaao Zhe glared at Ye Feng and cursed internally, ’Corny, my ass! Is the lobster sour or something?’ ℯℯ𝑙.

He shot Ye Feng a glare. "Mind your own food."

Nangong Xue almost choked with laughter.

Xiaao Zhe looked at Nangong Xue and continued, "Nangong, I truly love you. Please, be my girlfriend!"

Nangong Xue pointed to Ye Feng, who was still feasting with gusto, and said to Xiaao Zhe:

"This is my boyfriend. If you want to poach his girlfriend, you’d better ask him if he’s okay with it first!"

The words were barely out of Nangong Xue’s mouth when Ye Feng, chewing on his food, mumbled indistinctly, "You guys talk. I’m just here to be a human shield, really."

"Haha..." Upon hearing this, Xiaao Zhe burst into laughter. "Nangong, this human shield you found—is he an idiot? He just blurted out the whole truth! Oh, man, you’re killing me!"

"Ye. Feng!" Nangong Xue whipped her head around, glaring at him and growling through gritted teeth.

Ye Feng instantly realized his mistake. He quickly said, "Whoops, said the wrong thing! Don’t be mad, I apologize. Just make sure you let me see your butt later!"

"PUH..." Xiaao Zhe spat out a mouthful of tea. He turned his head and glared at Ye Fang, gasping for breath.

’This goddamn shameless bastard! I’m over here throwing banquets and writing love poems to get into bed with Nangong Xue, and this asshole just skips all the foreplay and goes straight for the goal.’

’This bastard is just playing dumb! He’s trying to steal my woman! It’s like trying to snatch food from a tiger’s mouth!’ Xiaao Zhe shot Ye Feng a contemptuous look, pulled a checkbook from his pocket, scribbled on a check, and slapped it down in front of Ye Feng, saying arrogantly:

"Here’s two hundred thousand. Take it and get out of my sight."

Ye Feng reached out and took the check.

A flicker of contempt flashed in Xiaao Zhe’s eyes. ’Heh, just some poor slob I can get rid of for two hundred thousand. What right does he have to act tough in front of me?’

But Ye Feng’s next move made Xiaao Zhe’s lungs nearly explode with rage.

He watched as Ye Feng took the check, used it to wipe his nose with a snort, then crumpled it into a ball and tossed it into the trash!

Ye Feng looked at Xiaao Zhe with a grin and said, "Thanks for the tissue."

Nangong Xue laughed so hard she could barely stay upright.

"You..." Xiaao Zhe’s face darkened, but in the next moment, he let out a cold sneer. "Kid, you probably don’t know this, but the Holy Banner Group invested most of its capital into a huge project. Their cash flow is extremely tight right now. If Nangong Xue agrees to a marriage alliance with me, the Xiaao family can inject a large sum of capital and solve her urgent crisis. Can you help her?

How would you help? By collecting scraps for cash? You could collect junk until the end of time and you still wouldn’t be able to help her!

Kid, you need to remember this: at our level, the marriages of our children are tainted by business interests. It’s not simply about love and affection. Understand?

A poor slob like you wants to fight me for a woman? Are you even worthy?"

With that, he tilted his head back, his face a mask of arrogance.

Nangong Xue’s brow furrowed. Xiaao Zhe’s words had just hit her weak spot.

The Holy Banner Group was indeed in serious trouble. Nangong Shan had sought help everywhere but couldn’t secure any loans. Only the Xiaao family was willing to help, which was why Nangong Xue had agreed to meet with Xiaao Zhe in the first place.

But she knew Xiaao Zhe’s true motive was simply to get his hands on her body.

Still, she was utterly unwilling to trade her body for financial gain, which was why she had dragged Ye Feng along as a human shield!

Now, hearing Xiaao Zhe play his trump card, Nangong Xue’s beautiful face fell. She looked at him and said hurriedly:

"Xiaao Zhe, we really aren’t right for each other, so I can’t agree to be your girlfriend. However, if you agree to inject capital into the Holy Banner Group, I can offer you an interest rate double what the banks would give..."

Xiaao Zhe looked at Nangong Xue and chuckled. "Nangong, do you really think the Xiaao family is hurting for a little bit of interest?

Let me tell you, we’re not. If you want the Xiaao family to help you, there’s only one condition: you agree to be my girlfriend. Otherwise, the deal’s off!"

"You..." Nangong Xue’s face went pale with anger.

Just then, Ye Feng put down his chopsticks, looked at Nangong Xue, and said slowly, "Nangong, when you run into trouble, why don’t you tell your boyfriend? It’s just a little money. I can solve this with a single phone call..."

"Haha..." The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, Xiaao Zhe burst into wild, unrestrained laughter. "A little money? You can solve it with a single phone call?

You really know how to talk big, don’t you? You think the few hundred you make from collecting scraps can solve this problem? Let me tell you, you’re dreaming. The Holy Banner Group’s funding gap is one billion. Even if you chopped yourself into pieces and sold them, you couldn’t make that much money, understand, you poor slob? Haha..."

But Ye Feng just said nonchalantly, "It’s only a billion. That’s nothing."

With that, he took out his phone and made a call. When it connected, he spoke casually:

"Rosefield? Is that you? You were looking to make an investment, right? I have an opportunity for you: the Great Xia Holy Banner Group.

Mm, no need to overdo it. Just invest ten billion."

Then he turned to Nangong Xue and asked seriously, "Nangong, is ten billion enough? Should I have him invest a hundred billion instead?"