The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Outside the gate of the Four Seas Restaurant, a Rolls Royce slowly stopped at the gate, attracting the attention of countless people. Seeing this, the two welcoming guests standing at the gate couldn't help but start discussing strangely.

"What day is it today? Why are there so many luxury cars?"

There are many rich people in Beihai City, but top luxury cars such as Bugatti and Rolls Royce are relatively rare, especially in the same place where there are two such luxury cars in a row.

After a while, a man and a woman got out of the car. The man was handsome and resolute, and the woman was glamorous and beautiful.

Before I had time to think about it, after a man and a woman in the car came over, the two welcome guests hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Welcome, do you have an appointment?"

According to the rules of Four Seas Restaurant, anyone who wants a private room must make an appointment in advance.

"Hello, where is Song Ziwen's room?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"Here, please, both of you."

Thinking that among the group of young people whose managers came out to greet them, there seemed to be one named Song Ziwen, and the expressions of the two welcoming guests suddenly became more respectful.

Following behind a welcoming lady, Ye Feng and the two slowly walked into the private room.

"Xiao Xiao, you are here."

After seeing the glamorous and charming Lin Xiaoxiao dressed in black, Wang Tianyin, who was sitting at the top, hurriedly stood up and greeted with a smile.

Seeing this, all the young and old around stood up hurriedly, only the middle-aged man sat firmly like a mountain.

"Come on, Xiao Xiao, sit down."

Wang Tianyin graciously drew out a chair for Lin Xiaoxiao, as for Ye Feng, he didn't care about it.

It was also at a certain banquet that he caught sight of this glamorous and charming beautiful CEO. His status as a superior and his intellectual aura made Wang Tianyin, who was used to playing with vases, want to change his taste.

"Young Master Wang, what do you mean?"

Lin Xiaoxiaohuan looked around the seats, seeing that there were only six chairs in the arena, she frowned immediately.

Obviously, these people are going to give Ye Feng a bad start.

"Waiter, go add a seat."

Turning to look at a beautiful woman in cheongsam at the door, Lin Xiaoxiao's long-standing majesty was released, but the beautiful woman in cheongsam just trembled and didn't move. Instead, she looked at Wang Tianyin hesitantly, as if asking for his opinion.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoxiao's face became even colder.

"It's okay, Xiao Xiao, sit down!"

Ye Feng suddenly patted Lin Xiaoxiao on the shoulder and forced him to sit down, but he walked to the seat that belonged to Wang Tianyin and sat down.

"Ye Feng, what do you mean?"

Ye Feng's actions made Wang Tianyin a little angry.

"What's the point?" Ye Feng asked back, noticing the other people in the room, and immediately pretended to be surprised: "Song Shao, Li Shao, have you recovered so quickly?"

Hearing this, Song Ziwen and Li Duoxing blushed immediately, mixed with three points of shame and seven points of sullenness.

"Ye Feng, there is no place for you here, a little security captain, do you really think you are someone?"

Song Ziwen scolded with anger.

"Did the slap last time make you lose your memory?"

Ye Feng's smiling words made Song Ziwen naturally think of what happened in the hotel that day, showing a little hesitation.

Next to him, Li Duoxing also had a trace of fear.

He has a psychological shadow on this guy who hurts people when he doesn't agree with him.

This is not in line with his social common sense in the past. In today's upper class society, how can someone use force to solve a problem?

"Ye Feng, Ziwen and Duoxing are my good brothers. If you hurt them, you just don't give me face. You have to explain this matter?"

Wang Tianyin stood beside Ye Feng, with a hint of condescending arrogance.

"Confession? In this world, there is no one who can let me, Ye Feng, confess." Ye Feng sneered.

"Sure enough, he is a kid who doesn't know the so-called. He thinks that if he learns the kung fu of a three-legged cat, he can run amok in the world?"

Wang Tianyin laughed loudly, as if he heard a big joke.

"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance to admit your mistake, as long as you kneel down and apologize to my two brothers, I can let you get out immediately."

Under the expectant and excited gazes of several people, Ye Feng smiled and turned his head: "Oh? Young Master Wang is so kind?"

"Of course, my Wang Tianyin has always said to do it."

"it is good!"

Under Lin Xiaoxiao's incredulous gaze, Ye Feng actually said the word 'good', but before she could stop him, Ye Feng suddenly grabbed a cup of hot tea on the table and threw it at Wang Tianyin.

"what!"

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden change in the arena, and they didn't realize it until Wang Tianyin's screams sounded.

"How dare you touch Young Master Wang."

Song Ziwen seemed to see an incredible scene.

In his opinion, the Wang family is an unattainable existence. Wang Tianyin, who was born in the direct line of the Wang family, is one of the top young masters in China. With such an identity, even Zheng Wenjun, the son of a prince, has to be courteous, let alone Ye Feng. This is a security guard.

But such a thing happened right in front of their eyes.

After thinking about it, Song Ziwen could only explain that Ye Feng didn't know how noble Wang Tianyin was, so he scolded: "Ye Feng, do you know what you are doing? Do you know who Wang Dashao is?" ?”

"Anyway, you are also a child of the Wang family, and you actually call such a group of native chickens and dogs brothers. Wang Tianyin, I wonder if your grandfather Wang Zhenxiong will break your leg if he finds out."

Ye Feng's eloquent voice surprised everyone, and the middle-aged man sitting next to him also looked sideways.

This unknown kid actually knows the name of the Patriarch?
"Uncle Sun, abolish him, I want him to live in repentance for the rest of his life."

The hot tea bloomed on his face, bringing Wang Tianyin unprecedented pain, and his voice began to distort.

"Young man, you offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man withdrew his inexplicable thoughts and squinted at Ye Feng who was sitting beside him.

He wants to teach this young man a lesson as Wang Tianyin said.

"Ha ha!"

Regarding this, Ye Feng just chuckled lightly, his disdainful look caused the middle-aged man's calm heart to ripple a little, and he became angry.

"boom!"

He slammed the table, and the middle-aged man was about to get up to make a move, but at the moment his hands crossed, Ye Feng pierced both palms with a chopstick and nailed them to the table.

"hiss!"

Looking at this rather frightening scene, Song Ziwen let out a gasp, and suddenly felt that the kick Ye Feng kicked him that day was considered light.

But Zheng Wenjun, who was a warrior next to him, widened his eyes in vain the moment Ye Feng made a move.