Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 538 548: Minimum Consumption

Yang Feng couldn't accept it, he really couldn't swallow his pride. Why, why couldn't soone as rich and handso as himself win over the beauty, and yet this little nobody managed to trick her away right in front of his eyes?

His heart was boiling with anger, no matter what, I just can't accept it, it just doesn't sit right with , I don't give a damn whether Lin Yuqing ever had a good impression of .

Don't talk to about unrequited love, I just refuse to accept it, it's that simple, what are you going to do about it!

Ye Ling looked at Yang Feng across from him, nodded, and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm really sorry, I didn't invite you for wedding drinks. When I have the ti, Yuqing and I will treat you to a al."

Clang, Yang Feng almost planted his face on the floor. Are you kidding or mocking ?

I have a fiery temper, believe it or not, I'm about to slap you right across the face. How dare you joke with , who wants your damn drinks, get lost.

"Okay, but if you're treating, you can't be too stingy, you know. I've heard there's a drink called Wu Long Drunk recently, let's drink that when the ti cos, how about it?"

Yang Feng sneered coldly, thinking to himself how this guy was going to respond. Wu Long Drunk was a drink that even his own father had trouble getting hold of, let alone Ye Ling.

And though others hadn't tasted pork, they had heard pigs run, right? Wu Long Drunk was indeed a rare drink, which had even defeated a joint attack by ten famous drinks in a recent live broadcast competition in Nanyang.

Now, the black-market price for a single bottle of Wu Long Drunk had nearly approached thirty thousand yuan, with prices having tripled, and even then, it was still in high demand.

Everyone felt tense, and Chen Lei was also sowhat nervous. It wasn't easy to buy this drink. No matter how much money you have, if you can't get it, you can't get it. Although Ye Ling had transford, could he actually get this drink?

But to everyone's surprise, Ye Ling nodded and smiled slightly, "Sure thing, I'll make sure you have your fill. Don't worry."

Everyone was stunned, especially Yang Feng, who burst into laughter, "Ye Ling, are you joking with ? Do you think because you married Lin Yuqing you now own the whole world? That's Wu Long Drunk!

"Do you know what Wu Long Drunk represents now? It's an absolute symbol of status. Stop ssing around."

Yang Feng laughed and taunted, but Ye Ling wasn't in a hurry. This was like free publicity for him, promoting Wu Long Drunk. What was there to rush for? Only soone crazy would get agitated over this.

Ye Ling didn't say much, but during the following gathering, Yang Feng kept giving Ye Ling a hard ti in various ways, which made even Chen Lei angry enough to clink his glass with Yang Feng's more than once.

Ye Ling, however, didn't mind; after all, reunions were about reminiscing, and there was really no need to get angry. Although this gathering was sowhat tainted with the sll of money and snobbery, the mories were indeed quite pleasant.

After everyone had their fill of food and drink, they clamored to go out for so fun. Ye Ling initially didn't want to join, but the group wouldn't let him leave, insisting that he stay.

"Alright then, but I'm telling you now, we've all been drinking, if it's not ok then we should call for a designated driver; don't get caught out."

Ye Ling quickly waved his hands. He had just been scolded by the woman at ho the day before and could hardly take it; if there was trouble again, it would certainly an a beating.

"What are you talking about? There's a KTV right across the street. Co on, let's go sing for a bit."

Yang Feng waved his hand grandly, with quite the air of a leader, at least among this crowd of fresh graduates.

Ye Ling nodded his head. Since that was the case, he would just go along. It wasn't easy to get everyone together, and he didn't want to dampen others' spirits.

"Ye Ling, what kind of car do you drive? Wouldn't want it to get scratched or anything, right? If it did get damaged, what would you do then?"

Yang Feng burst into laughter, then walked to a parking space, slapped his BMW X5, and looked incredibly proud, eliciting gasps of amazent from many classmates.

"My God, it's actually a BMW X5! Feng, you're doing quite well for yourself. It's only been a year, and you're already driving a luxury car worth nearly a million?"

"Exactly, it's just so frustrating to compare. We can't even afford the wheel, and here Feng has moved on to driving a BMW."

"What are you talking about? Do you think you have the right to compare yourself to Brother Feng? We should be following in his footsteps."

Listening to everyone's flattery, Yang Feng was overjoyed, and when he glanced at Ye Ling, his eyes were filled with contempt. He just couldn't understand why, ever since he heard that Lin Yuqing had married him, Yang Feng felt like everything about Ye Ling rubbed him the wrong way.

"Nah, it's not mine, it's my old man's. But as long as we work hard, sooner or later, this world will have a place for us too!"

"So 'Sky Dog' founder, so 'Penguin' founder, just put in the effort, and we can definitely catch up to them eventually!"

"Seniors are there to be surpassed by us. Otherwise, what's their purpose besides making banknotes? Haha!"

When Ye Ling heard Yang Feng casually passing judgnt on the founders of two internet giants, he couldn't help but sneer dismissively. This idiot, not realizing that those people had established themselves in the world for a reason.

Brains, tactics, scheming, luck, benefactors—all are indispensable. Otherwise, the world would just be in chaos.

The Golden Emperor KTV is one of Donghai City's top KTVs, reportedly filled with college beauties who have exceptional academic backgrounds and eloquence.

This is truly a den of wealth squandering. So say that if you want to enjoy yourself thoroughly here, you can't have a proper night out without spending at least a hundred thousand.

Moreover, the place has a solid backing with an owner who's a top figure in Donghai City, and not many people dare to ss with it.

A group of people sward into the grand hall, with its glittering golden interior. The welcoming hostess smiled brightly at the sight of so many guests, thinking about the significant cut she'd get from their spending.

"Good evening, sir. With so many of you, how about we take one of the luxury private rooms? It happens that our last luxury private room is available."

Seemingly inebriated, Yang Feng didn't think twice and, with a grand gesture, imdiately took up the offer. The waiter then led the crowd towards the luxury private room.

Room number 8888, the luxury private room, amazed the students who had just entered society a year ago with its equipnt and decor.

The decorations alone, especially the chandeliers hanging overhead, were worth no less than a hundred thousand each, and the entire room exuded nothing but luxury and opulence.

"By the way, sir, the minimum expenditure for this private room is eighty-eight thousand eight hundred yuan."

The waiter whispered to Yang Feng, who, having just been generous, suddenly froze, his mouth agape, and his eyes filled with shock.

A minimum expenditure of nearly ninety thousand? What kind of joke is this? Spending ninety thousand just to sing karaoke at a class reunion?

Even an idiot wouldn't splurge like this, unless they were so PLO leaders or sothing!

What mattered most was that Yang Feng didn't have that kind of money. If it were one or two thousand, he might reluctantly accept, but nearly ninety thousand?

Forget it. Yang Feng was honestly afraid his father would slap him to death for being such a prodigal.