Dongfang Yu sold it off and said with a smile: "Guess what."
Seeing Dongfang Yu's unpredictable smile, knowing that it would be unrealistic to pass the test, Ye Feng had no choice but to honestly say: "He lost, right?"
Nodded, Dongfang Yu smiled and said: "It is indeed lost, and the ending is very similar to our chess game today. Of course, I am not as difficult as winning today. After all, your chess strength is somewhat different."
Ye Feng accompanied the smiling face, his face was reddish, Dongfang Yu didn't explain the words, but that didn't mean that Ye Feng couldn't hear the mystery in the words, and he secretly gave Nangong Wuming a little higher in his heart. . .
Apart from martial arts, Nangong Wuming is really a strong opponent, and being able to become the heir of the Nangong clan is well deserved.
"Chess is a science, winning and losing is not a simple matter. The control of the heat is really subtle. Unfortunately, I have played chess all my life and still haven't made much progress." Dongfang Yu smiled self-deprecatingly: " However, seeing you and him are somewhat similar, maybe we are really old, and there are talents from generation to generation, but unfortunately I have no children!"
"Yaoqing will not lose to anyone!" Ye Feng said sincerely. . .
Dongfang Yu nodded with satisfaction: "I naturally know this. Of course, I know my daughter. She has rarely let me down when she grows up to this age. Actually, I had planned to let him take over the family's business and became involved in the entertainment industry. All these years, for her, it has been really a torment. How can a father not feel sorry for his daughter. It’s just that the family business is big and there will be more natural noises. I am not afraid of them making noise. , I'm just afraid of annoying!"
Ye Feng still laughed and didn't say a word, but he felt a little bit about the affairs of the big family. There were more people and more power, but the people who gathered firewood had less flames. It was common for dragons to have no heads or fight in their nests. . .
"If your next performance is enough to satisfy me, I really want you to be Yaoqing's husband, but I hope you treat her sincerely. I'm already sorry for a woman, and I don't want to be sorry for another woman in this life. , What's more, the two women are my dearest and beloved ones. You understand what I mean, and I won't say much." Dongfang Yu, both soft and hard, gave Ye Feng a little hope while not forgetting to ring the alarm. . .
"Uncle rest assured, my heart for Yaoqing can be expressed by the sun and the moon. It has nothing to do with other things!" Ye Feng showed his loyalty without hesitation.
It’s just that Ye Feng’s expression was sincere, and it fell in Dongfang Yu’s eyes, but he didn’t really move him. He sat there with a "faint expression" and smiled: "That's the best."
The next chat was not easy for Ye Feng. To deal with old foxes like Dongfang Yu, even if Ye Feng was "treacherous", he did not dare to relax his vigilance a little. He insisted on the principle of listening more and speaking less, so Ye Feng was cautious. He dealt with Dongfang Yu carefully, repeatedly trying to figure out every word of his, and he did not easily express his opinions or agree with him, so as not to compromise the image he had so hard to portray in front of Dongfang Yu, Dongfang Yu forced Ye Feng to face the wall. At the time of the evaluation of the calligraphy works written by everyone, but actually his own swordsman, Ye Feng’s simple but accurate comments surprised Dongfang Yu. If it were not for Ye Feng, he would also be suspicious and defensive. , Dongfang Yu couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up and even appreciate Ye Feng severely. . . . .
Dongfang Yaoqing said it was about to start dinner. Seeing her father and Ye Feng chatting was still speculative, but the atmosphere between the two was not relaxed at all. Seeing Ye Feng’s relieved expression, Dongfang Yaoqing suddenly felt towards Ye Feng. There is a trace of guilt.
There were only four people for dinner at night, and Madam Wu was in the queue, making Ye Feng look at Madam Wu a little bit, but the uncle Huang and the wild wolf outside did not come in for dinner.
There are not many dishes, five dishes and two soups, in addition to yellow croaker, there are also a few home-cooked side dishes, and a chestnut stewed pigeon with more authentic taste than the big hotel. Everything is delicious and delicious. Ma Wu kept picking up vegetables for the three of them, but she ate very little by herself. . .
Knowing Dongfang Yaoqing’s cooking skills, Ye Feng was secretly amazed. In today’s rich second-generation official and second generation, only arrogant and bullying men and women, Dongfang Yaoqing, who is like a fairy, can actually make a table. Good food, although there is still a little gap with Ye Feng, it is also considered rare.
Dongfang Yaoqing was going to help Mother Wu tidy up the kitchen, but she was kicked out by Mother Wu. So the three of them sat in the living room and chatted, but they talked about irrelevant topics, which made Dongfang Yaoqing feel a little depressed. . .
"I've talked with Ye Feng just now, and I'm still very relieved of him. Let Ye Feng look at the places in Xiaoba's hands, but since you two have already set aside my father for a lifetime. , Then I can’t be too careful. Originally, I only gave Xiao Ba’s 30% of the shares. I now give Ye Feng’s 50% of the shares, but he also has to give me a guarantee that within half a year, the profit of the venue will improve me. At least 20%. As for the resources in Xiaoba’s hands, you can use them yourself. I will not stop them. On the contrary, I will say hello to them all. After all, I also have 50% of the shares in the market. I can't tell if I don't work hard, how about?" Dongfang Yu smiled at his daughter. . .
Dongfang Yaoqing nodded: "Father will do whatever he wants. I haven't taken over the family business yet, and I don't want to interfere."
Perhaps she inherited her father's calmness, or perhaps it was because of so many years of experience that Dongfang Yaoqing had passed the age of joy, anger and "lust" long ago. Although she was only in her twenties, she was extremely calm. . .
Ye Feng finally let go of his mind. Dongfang Yu undoubtedly gave Ye Feng a heart-warming glutinous rice ball, and finally took a long breath. Ye Feng didn't think it was difficult to increase his profit by 20%. With Lu Caocheng The most profitable man in China "slays" him. Not to mention raising his profit by 20%, even if Dongfang Yu's requirements are higher, Ye Feng won't find it difficult.
"Uncle rest assured, I will definitely not let you down!" Ye Feng smiled and played the bodyguard. It was only then that his smile seemed so relaxed.
"Ye Feng, work hard, take some time, I will hold an engagement ceremony for you, when that time, I will ask all the people in Shanghai to support you, and let you meet them and have a good face!" Dongfang Yu smiled.
Dongfang Yaoqing was taken aback, staring at her father strangely: "Really?"
Seeing Ye Feng’s triumphant face, Dongfang Yu actually regretted it after speaking, but he couldn’t get back what he said, so he laughed and said, “Of course it’s true, but it might not work recently. I’m too busy. If I wind up to get results, I will naturally show up about this."
"Thank you Dad!" Ye Fengshun climbed up the pole and called Dad shamelessly.
Dongfang Yaoqing's face blushed, while Dongfang Yu was taken aback. He glanced at Ye Feng with a weird look, but did not agree. After a while, he said, "You night—"
"Oh, I still have something to do, so I will leave first, Dad, take care!" Ye Feng understood, and immediately stood up and said goodbye.