Supreme Medicinal God

Chapter 1592: Celebration banquet

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After Ye Feng left the Zhu family villa, Zhu Sanpao came down from the tree. He was also a ruthless strong man, but when he saw the corpses all over the ground, he also showed a look of fear.

Zhu Sanpao's phone rang. It was his master Yue Zhuoqun calling. He pressed the answer button with a nervous look.

"Master, he's gone."

"I told you that you can't defeat him. If you insist on seeking revenge on him, you will only end up dead."

"Master, can we just swallow our anger?"

"It's just temporary. We just have to swallow our anger temporarily. It won't take long. You just need to follow the steps I teach you."

"Yes, Master."

The guests for the banquet were basically all present, but Ye Feng was nowhere to be seen. Lu Qingqing asked Coach Wang and Manager Chen to talk for a few minutes to buy time and wait for Ye Feng to make the final summary.

Lu Qingqing asked Jiang Yixue anxiously: "Where is Brother Ye? Where did he go? I saw him with you just now, but he disappeared in a moment. He is an important person, and we are waiting for him to make the final summary."

Jiang Yixue was also a little anxious, but she knew that Ye Feng was often missing and must have been delayed due to something.

She smiled and said to Lu Qingqing: "Wait a little longer. If he doesn't come, you can say a few words for him."

At this time, Ye Feng's dusty figure appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.

"Brother Ye, you are finally here. I am just waiting for you as the host to make the final summary."

Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Will the earth stop spinning without me? If I'm not here, you will be the owner of the club and represent everything."

Lu Qingqing smiled with relief: "Thank you, Brother Ye, for your trust. However, you are the protagonist today and the owner of Jiangnan Club. If you don't show up, it will be like an army without a general, leaderless. How can that work?"

"What shall I say?"

Putting the tablet in Ye Feng's hand, Lu Qingqing opened a document that had been prepared long ago: "I have thought about it for you. Just a few words, no more than five minutes."

After briefly browsing the statement, Ye Feng gave it a thumbs up: "It's well written. I'll read it as you wrote."

Jiang Yixue interrupted, "Brother, how can you recite a speech with a tablet? Hurry up and memorize it. I think it's just a few sentences. With your little brain, there shouldn't be any problem."

"Sister Yixue is right. Brother Ye, you just need to understand what you want to say and say it in your own words. This is just an outline. It's up to you to decide how to say it."

Ye Feng took a quick look at the few lines of speech, got a general idea in his mind, and returned the tablet to Lu Qingqing.

"No problem, I know what to say."

Elegant music sounded, and Ye Feng felt excited looking at the faces full of expectation and enthusiasm.

"Hello everyone, welcome to our Jiangnan Club's celebration party. Thank you very much. I would like to thank Coach Wang and our players first. It is their hard work and struggle that helped us win this game. I would like to toast them a glass of wine and wish them to win more games in the future and become the best players in China."

Warm applause broke out. Ye Feng picked up the wine glass and bowed deeply to all the players of the team and Coach Wang, then drank the wine in the glass.

Coach Wang, Zhao Dongqiang and others also bowed to Ye Feng and drank their glasses of wine.

After drinking, Ye Feng gestured to Coach Wang and the players to sit down together, while he continued to stand there and fill his own glass.

"After toasting our coaches and players, I want to toast our manager Chen. He has done a good job in the team's logistics support, so that we don't have to worry about the future. There is an old Chinese saying that when the army goes to war, food and grass must be sent first, which shows the importance of logistics, so I want to thank Manager Chen and our logistics team."

Manager Chen stood up with his men and drank the second glass of wine with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked around the entire venue and smiled as he pointed his glass at Lu Qingqing: "Finally, there is another hero in our match against the US Dream Team. She represents our shareholder Highland Fund. She helped us deal with some details with the Dream Team and facilitated this match. Without her, we would have no chance to show our abilities, let alone the honor we have today. She is Miss Lu Qingqing, who was assigned to our club by the Highland manager."

The whole audience burst into applause, and a faint blush appeared on Lu Qingqing's face.

"Miss Qingqing, have a drink with me. I wish our club will always be victorious, and I also wish you will always be young and beautiful."

Lu Qingqing sat next to Ye Feng, Jiang Yixue sat on the left, and she sat on the right.

Lu Qingqing clinked glasses with Ye Feng. In addition to being happy and joyful, Lu Qingqing also wanted to say something. She looked a little excited: "Thank you for the compliment, Brother Ye. In fact, the person we should thank most for our team's victory this time is Brother Ye. Am I right?"

A deafening, unisoned voice rang out in the banquet hall: "Yes."

"Should we thank him together?"

"Yes."

"Let's have a drink with him."

All the guests in the banquet hall were surprisingly unanimous. They stood up in unison and raised their glasses to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's heart was filled with emotion. His efforts were not in vain. He said softly, "Thank you all for looking up to me, Ye Feng. This effort is the result of our joint efforts. No one of us can be missing. This is the so-called power of unity. Let us drink this glass of wine."

As everyone was clinking glasses, there was a loud sound of cannon fire outside the restaurant. Through the windows of the restaurant, you could see the night sky filled with colorful fireworks.

The banquet went smoothly and everyone was immersed in happiness and excitement.

Ye Feng had a drink with almost every guest, and after drinking from several tables, he was a little drunk.

Du Zhong smiled and said, "Brother, you can drink a lot. I admire you."

“Brother can drink it too.”

Mr. Mo Da sat with Du Zhong and listened to Ye Feng praising Du Zhong. He said with disdain, "Sect Master Ye, please stop praising him. At noon, Xiao Du's alcohol tolerance was not good and he couldn't drink more than me."

At noon, Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong had a drinking contest. They both drank too much and went back to their rooms to sleep for the whole afternoon.

Being mocked by Mr. Mo Da for his poor alcohol tolerance, Du Zhong was not convinced and said, "Mr. Mo Da, we didn't decide the winner at noon. We got drunk together. If you don't agree, let's compete again?"

Although Mr. Mo Da is a master of his generation, the leader of Fangcun Mountain, and is over 80 years old, he still has the temper of a child: "Okay, let's compete. I, Mo Da, am not afraid of you."

Mo Lingshan held down Grandpa's hand holding the bottle with a slight frown: "Grandma told you not to drink too much. I let you go at noon. If you get drunk again, I will call Grandma."