Chapter 362: We’ve Got Nothing But Money

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: We’ve Got Nothing But Money

Wei Qingqing looked at the man in the suit and calmly said, "Cao Cang. You were looking for me?"

A flash of greed crossed Cao Cang’s eyes as he looked at Wei Qingqing. He gulped, walked up to her, and said with a sly grin,

"Qingqing, I came to Shaolin Temple today to propose to you..."

Before Cao Cang could finish, Wei Qingqing linked her arm through Ye Feng’s, looked directly at Cao Cang, and said, "Let me introduce you. This is my fiancé, Ye Feng!"

As she spoke, she hugged Ye Feng’s arm, pressing her body tightly against him!

Ye Feng understood in an instant. ’She’s dragging me into her mess!’

’So you’re using me, huh? Fine. I might as well collect some interest.’

Ye Feng chuckled. His right hand shot out and gave Wei Qingqing’s slender waist a vicious pinch!

"OW!" The sudden pinch made Wei Qingqing yelp, almost causing her to jump in pain.

’That really hurt!’

She whipped around, glaring at Ye Feng, and hissed through gritted teeth, "You..."

Ye Feng leaned into her ear and said earnestly, "Qingqing, we’re supposed to be acting, remember?"

Wei Qingqing caught on immediately. She looked at Ye Feng and said in a flirtatious whine, "Be gentler... You were so rough last night, I’m still sore all over!"

’So rough last night?’

Seeing the two of them whispering so intimately, a fire of rage erupted in Cao Cang.

He’d pursued Wei Qingqing for so long without ever laying a hand on her, yet this bastard was already getting handsy. The humiliation was unbearable.

He stared at Ye Feng, wishing he could tear him limb from limb. But to maintain his refined image in front of Wei Qingqing, he took a deep breath, suppressed his rage, and asked in a cold voice,

"What do you do for a living?"

Ye Feng replied indifferently, "I don’t do anything."

A flash of contempt crossed Cao Cang’s eyes. "So, an unemployed bum. Then let me ask you, what do your parents do?"

"They don’t do anything either," Ye Feng replied nonchalantly.

The disdain in Cao Cang’s eyes intensified. He let out a cold laugh. "An unemployed bum with no family background, no power, and no influence thinks he can compete with me for a woman? You? You’re not worthy. Today, I’m going to humiliate you so badly you’ll have no choice but to get lost!"

With that, he looked at an old man behind him and ordered arrogantly, "Present the betrothal gifts!"

The old man nodded, stepped forward, faced Wei Qingqing, and announced loudly,

"The Cao family presents one chest of jewelry and jade!"

Two men came forward carrying a chest, which they opened in front of the crowd. It immediately cast a brilliant, dazzling light.

Wei Qingqing took one look and gasped, "An Imperial Green jadeite necklace! An emerald bracelet! Wow, the diamond on this ring is as big as a pigeon’s egg..."

Staring at the chest of brilliant jewels, Wei Qingqing turned to Ye Feng and said with a look of pure envy,

"Darling, he’s sooooo rich!"

Cao Cang laughed arrogantly. "That’s nothing. Continue with the gifts!"

The old man nodded and announced loudly, "The Cao family presents one Bentley Mulsanne!"

A man in a suit came forward with a tray. On it was a set of keys bearing a large, eye-catching "B" emblem.

Wei Qingqing snatched the keys and cried out excitedly, "Whoa, a Bentley Mulsanne! This car must be worth at least five million!"

She then turned to Ye Feng, her expression pitiful. "Darling, that’s a real luxury car!"

Cao Cang grinned smugly. ’This feels great.’ He clapped his hands twice. "Continue!" he ordered arrogantly.

The old man announced, "The Cao family presents the Sky-Class villa in Nanjun’s Longxi Bay!"

The moment the old man finished speaking, Wei Qingqing gasped. "The Longxi Bay community is the most luxurious in all of Nanjun! The villas there start at fifty million. The Sky-Class villa must be worth at least two hundred million!"

Cao Cang chuckled, showing off. "Qingqing, you’re a little low. This Sky-Class villa is priced at five hundred million!"

Then he turned to Ye Feng, a faint smile on his lips. "These grand gifts of mine are worth nearly seven hundred million. What can you bring to the table?"

"Now, do you really think you’re qualified to compete with me for Qingqing?"

But Ye Feng simply admired the pristine scenery of Mount Shaoshi, not saying a single word.

Wei Qingqing looked at Ye Feng and urged, "Ye Feng, hurry up and counter him!"

Ye Feng leaned into Wei Qingqing’s ear and said contemptuously, "This is like two dogs fighting over a mate. I’m not even interested in you. Compete with him? For what?"

"You..." Wei Qingqing glared at Ye Feng, absolutely furious. But a moment later, her eyes shifted as an idea struck her.

She leaned into his ear and said with a cold laugh, "If you don’t play along with me today, I’ll have my dad smash that stupid Compass of yours!"

She had him by the short hairs. Ye Feng’s defiance evaporated. He mulled it over for a second, then pulled a checkbook from his pocket, took out a Parker pen, and scribbled a few lines. He tore out the check, handed it to Wei Qingqing, and said casually,

"Qingqing, darling. I’ve been busy, so I didn’t have time to buy you a gift. Take this ten billion. Buy whatever you want. If you run out, just ask me for more. We might not have much else, but we’ve got money..."

"HA HA..." The moment Ye Feng finished, Cao Cang burst out laughing.

"My Cao family’s conglomerate is one of the top five financial powers in all of Nanjun, and our total fixed assets are less than nine billion. You just casually say ten billion? You’ve got some nerve, spouting bullshit like that!"

"Let me ask you, is your ’ten billion’ in Netherworld Currency or Zimbabwean dollars?"

He then looked at Wei Qingqing, trying to stifle his laughter. "Qingqing, where on earth did you find this freak? Did he get his brains kicked in by a donkey? HA HA..."

But before his laughter died down, he heard Wei Qingqing exclaim, "It’s a check from the Cyan Cloud Group, part of the Great Xia Financial Group! I’ve seen these checks before. It’s real!"

Hearing this, Cao Cang’s laughter died in his throat. He rushed over, snatched the check, and stared at it. It was as if he’d been struck over the head; he froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.

The Cao family’s business had dealings with the Cyan Cloud Group, and he had seen their checks before. He was one hundred percent certain that the one in his hand was authentic.

After a long moment, he finally processed it. He looked up at Ye Feng and stammered in disbelief, "How can you write a check from the Cyan Cloud Group? You... what’s your relationship with President Mu, Mu Qingyun?"

Ye Feng said flatly, "Mu Qingyun is my sister. She said the Cyan Cloud Group is all mine. I can spend its money however I want, waste it however I please."

Cao Cang staggered back, nearly collapsing to the ground. ’Holy shit, this bastard actually has a sister that powerful! I completely misjudged him!’

After a moment, he recovered. He looked at Ye Feng and said in a cold voice, "So we’re comparing connections? I’m not afraid of you!"

Then he turned to Wei Qingqing, his tone boastful once more. "Qingqing, did you know? My uncle, Cao Kun, was just appointed Vice-Prefect of Nanjun!"

"What? Your uncle is the new Vice-Prefect of Nanjun?" Wei Qingqing exclaimed in shock.

Seeing her reaction, Cao Cang nodded in satisfaction. "That’s right. The official appointment came down from above just yesterday. From now on, in all of Nanjun, my uncle is second to one man and above tens of millions of others."

He then looked at Ye Feng and sneered, "Your sister might have some money, so what? In front of my uncle, she’d still have to grovel before me!"

"You better remember this: without political backing, it doesn’t matter how big your company is. When someone powerful wants you finished, you’re finished."

"So tell me, are you still going to compete with me?"

Before Cao Cang could finish his sentence, Ye Feng’s next move left him utterly speechless.