Supreme Son-in-Law-Chapter 872 - 870: Competing on Wealth? Are You Sure?

Chapter 872: Chapter 870: Competing on Wealth? Are You Sure?

"Hey, handsome! Could you buy me a drink?"

"Hey, handsome! Can we be friends?"

"Hey, handsome! You have a story, I have the wine. Want to share?"

For a moment, many girls flocked around Ye Feng, wanting to sit next to him, eager to get to know him.

In fact, in their eyes, if anything could happen with Ye Feng, that would be the best.

"I can buy you drinks, just go order yourselves and bill it to me, but making friends is unnecessary." Looking at the women in front of him, Ye Feng wasn’t interested at all.

He didn’t care about buying drinks, but to make friends with Ye Feng, that was a no-go.

"Hmph!" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, they snorted and left, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Hmph! What’s so great? Just because he’s got some damn money? Acting so arrogantly, I’ll order the most expensive stuff and drink him poor."

"Exactly, we definitely can’t let him off easy. We must order the priciest items."

Once those women had walked away, they cursed and planned to ruthlessly exploit Ye Feng once.

But, does Ye Feng care about this small change? The amount Ye Feng earns in a minute could probably make them drink themselves to death.

Isn’t that right? Twenty-four hours in a day, sixty minutes in an hour, adds up to over a thousand minutes. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

In other words, Ye Feng earns at least a billion or two per minute.

Indeed, with the tax benefits for the Fengxue Group and significant cost-cutting by Ye Feng, even after labor and other costs, what reaches Ye Feng’s hands is definitely over a billion.

If all of this was spent on alcohol, the entire bar’s patrons could drink themselves to death, couldn’t they?

When calculating this, Ye Feng found it quite daunting.

...

Meanwhile, while Ye Feng was causing a stir, there was another guy on the other side who seemed quite insignificant.

In a somewhat luxurious booth, a group of young men gathered together, cursing.

"What’s happening over there? Why are there so many girls? None have come to us today?"

"Right, what’s the big deal? How dare he show off in front of me? Who gave him the right?"

"Go, teach him a lesson. Daring to show up on my turf, isn’t he bored of living?"

While cursing, the leading young man took his people and walked towards Ye Feng.

Seeing the table loaded with good liquor, they were somewhat surprised.

Indeed, the alcohol Ye Feng ordered was all between several thousand to tens of thousands per bottle, with twenty or thirty bottles ordered.

The total worth of this table was already over two million.

So, witnessing this scene, these few were somewhat shocked.

However, the leading man displayed an expression of disdain.

"Kid, you’re pretty awesome, huh? Are you rich?" Looking at Ye Feng, the leading young man asked disdainfully.

"So-so. Probably richer than you." Ye Feng nodded and replied without hesitation.

Indeed, in this world, there truly wasn’t anyone richer than Ye Feng.

Anywhere, in any country, Ye Feng was among the wealthiest.

To put it this way, Ye Feng was wealthier than many countries.

If he continues earning like this for a year, he’d possess at least tens of trillions in capital. Who could challenge such terrifying wealth?

"Oh? Where did this brat come from? Do you know who Young Master Han is? How dare you boast here?"

"Exactly. Young Master Han’s family is exceptionally wealthy. In Jiangcheng, families wealthier than his can be counted on one hand."

"Ordering a few drinks and showing no sense of shame? Who do you think you are?"

As Ye Feng spoke, before the leading man could retort, his cronies loudly despised him.

And the leader, Han Qing, clearly consented, arrogantly looking at Ye Feng, seemingly waiting to embarrass him.

"Kid, you’re new here and so high-profile, attracting all the girls? That’s not right. You must apologize." Meanwhile, Han Qing arrogantly raised his head and said with immense arrogance.

"What a joke! This is the first time I’ve heard that coming here to spend money requires one to apologize to others. If you can afford it, spend money to attract the girls. If not, shut the hell up." Ye Feng sneered, truly infuriated.

"Fine! Dare you to gamble?" Hearing this, Han Qing coldly asked, looking at Ye Feng.

"Gamble? On what?" Ye Feng responded curiously.

"On who has more money, who can spend more here. The loser kneels and apologizes. Dare you?" Han Qing said arrogantly.

"Alright!" Hearing this, Ye Feng didn’t hesitate to agree.

This was indeed high-profile, attracting everyone’s attention, making it easier for Ye Feng to find his targets later.

"Fine! Don’t you dare regret it." Seeing Ye Feng agree, Han Qing threatened aggressively.

After agreeing, they called over the bar manager to start swiping cards.

"I’ll deposit ten million first! Add more if needed." Getting the bar manager over, Han Qing threw his card and hinted with a smile.

"Ah, it’s Young Master Han! I’ll deposit it right away for you." Hearing this, the bar manager eagerly completed the transaction.

Their fawning attitude was as if they couldn’t wait to lick Han Qing’s boots.

"Now it’s his turn, let him swipe." After completing the transaction, Han Qing haughtily gestured.

"Sir! How much would you like to swipe?" Seeing so much good liquor on the table, the bar manager quickly complimented.

Meanwhile, this situation attracted many onlookers, checked the commotion.

The bar even stopped the music to broadcast the scene live.

"What’s going on here? Why are the two of them clashing?"

"I heard someone is competing with Young Master Han’s wealth, and Young Master Han casually swiped ten million."

"But this guy isn’t simple either. Earlier, he spent two million. See all that good liquor? All bought by him."

"Wow, it’s like gods fighting! This is exciting. If I could get close to either one of them, I’d be rolling in dough."

...

For a moment, many began discussing, eager to watch the drama unfold.

Among them, some gold-diggers were impatiently eying Ye Feng and Han Qing, eager to become one of their women.

This was Han Qing’s goal, to win over a pretty girl.

But, Ye Feng had no interest in them whatsoever, he was searching for his own target.

With everyone’s attention, Ye Feng smiled.

"Competing with Young Master Han’s wealth? Isn’t that suicidal? He can easily shell out tens of millions, right?"

"Exactly, totally ignorant. Just because he spent two million, he thinks he’s so great? Soon, he’ll suffer miserably."

Of course, there were also those who looked down on Ye Feng, believing he’d lose terribly, eagerly watching for his downfall.

But, is that really so?

When it comes to wealth, Ye Feng hadn’t lost yet. This kind of small fry with mere tens of millions was nothing in Ye Feng’s eyes.

When Ye Feng drops a bombshell, how bewildered will these people be and how fantastic will their expressions become....