Chapter 277: 【277】Who praises people like you? _1

Ye Feng stood high and looked down at Xu Hongyuan.

“Mr. Xu, I’m just an ordinary citizen who wants to live a peaceful life and avoid trouble. But if someone insists on looking for trouble with me, I don’t mind giving them a profound lesson. Did you hear me?”

“Heard you, heard you.”

No matter how much Xu Hongyuan hated it inside, he had to nod obediently at this moment.

“Of course, if you don’t believe in evil spirits, feel free to keep troubling me. Next time, it won’t be as simple as kneeling down, don’t believe me, you can try.”

“Dare not, dare not…”

Without saying more, Tang Feng left with a scornful smile, wrapping his arm around Mao Anyi and walking out.

Inside the bar, men and women alike saluted him with their gazes.

The men all wished they could transform into Tang Feng, possessing the strength to make anyone yield and dominate all around.

And the women looked enviously at Mao Anyi, feeling very fortunate to be his woman.

“The woman just now, she kind of looked like Mao Anyi, right?”

Since everyone’s attention had been on Tang Feng until this moment, only now did someone notice Mao Anyi.

“It really seems to be her. Who would have thought Mao Anyi actually had a boyfriend?”

“Her boyfriend is too impressive, right? I’m so jealous of her.”

“Not only is he strong, but he’s also handsome, hardly any less than those top stars in the entertainment industry.”

“Those sissies in the entertainment industry, do they even deserve to be compared with him?”

“I wish I could be his woman, even if it’s just to be a mistress, I’d be willing…”

A group of women once again started to swoon over Tang Feng.

Only once they exited the bar did Mao Anyi stop in her tracks, staring straight at Tang Feng, but she said nothing.

“What’s with that look? Do you have improper thoughts about me?” Tang Feng touched his cheek, knowing he was handsome, but it still felt a bit embarrassing to be stared at like this.

“What a pity,” Mao Anyi suddenly shook her head with a look of regret.

“A pity about what?” Tang Feng was confused by her comment.

“Why don’t you join the entertainment industry? With your looks and martial arts skills, you could very well be the next Wu Jing or Li Lianjie,” Mao Anyi said seriously, not seeming to flatter him on purpose.

Though Tang Feng had thick skin, he was still embarrassed by her words, “Who praises someone like that? Couldn’t you be a bit more subtle? It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“You get embarrassed? I thought your skin was always thick,” Mao Anyi couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh upon seeing his awkward demeanor.

“Nonsense, my skin has always been thin, don’t believe me, touch it.” Tang Feng said as he moved his face closer to her.

“You… Can you not be so frivolous? I just started to admire you, and you’ve ruined it all,” Mao Anyi was discontented with his flirty behavior.

Tang Feng immediately stopped joking and spoke seriously, “Alright, no more jokes. It’s getting late, I’ll take you home.”

“Mm okay,” Mao Anyi glanced at her ladies’ watch, realizing it really was very late.

“Are you scared to sleep alone at night? Do you want me to keep you company?” Tang Feng couldn’t stay serious for even three seconds before revealing his true nature again.

“Drop dead!”

“…”

Inside the bar.

Xu Hongyuan had already stood up, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deeply into his flesh.

He had forgotten how many years it had been since he last suffered such humiliation.

The last time he knelt before someone was when he first started out, having offended a local big shot.

He was cornered by over twenty people in a dead-end alley.

To save his life, he knelt down and begged for mercy from that big shot.

In the end, the big shot had his men beat him half to death and spared his life.

Later, after he climbed up the ranks under Mr. Gao’s patronage, he soared to the skies.

Then he found that same big shot who had spared him and had someone break his leg.

He never forgave anyone who had humiliated him.

At this moment, Zhao Huaqiang limped over and said, “Mr. Xu, shall I call more people to cause some more trouble for that kid?”

Xu Hongyuan slowly turned his head and stared at him for a long while.

Zhao Huaqiang felt unnerved by his gaze, his body trembling involuntarily.

“No need, just take me to Mr. Gao’s place first,” Xu Hongyuan said, and then he took the lead and walked out.

Zhao Huaqiang hurriedly followed him.

Mr. Gao, named Gao Shichang, had an estate on Dongjiao Wangyue Mountain.

The estate spread over ten hectares and was definitely a top-level mansion.

Zhao Huaqiang drove Xu Hongyuan to the front of the estate and stopped there.

Not everyone could enter this mansion at will, and only Xu Hongyuan was allowed to go in, while Zhao Huaqiang was far from having that privilege.

Xu Hongyuan straightened his clothes and pressed the doorbell.

The gate quickly opened, and an old man peeked out, scrutinized him for a few seconds, and then invited him in.

Xu Hongyuan followed the old butler through the estate. Because it was dark, he couldn’t clearly see the scenery inside the estate, nor did he have the mood for it.

After a full seven or eight minutes’ walk, they arrived at a building within the estate.

This building, done in a Nordic style, looked like a castle.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw a man sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper and sipping tea.

It was hard to imagine that in this day and age of abundant information, anyone would still get their news in such a primitive way.

The man was about sixty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking scholarly and not at all like a gangster. Instead, he seemed more like a university professor.

But Xu Hongyuan knew that this man was Mr. Gao, a figure with immense clout in Zhonghai.

A tycoon many people desperately wanted to flatter.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

His success today was all thanks to this man.

“Mr. Gao, I have arrived,” he said cautiously as he approached Gao Shichang, standing respectfully in front of him.

Gao Shichang acted as if he didn’t see him, continuing to leisurely enjoy his tea and read his newspaper.

Xu Hongyuan dared not speak, standing in silence.

After a full fifteen minutes, Gao Shichang finally slowly put down his newspaper, glanced at him, and said.

“What happened?”