I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

In early March, Duan Pengfei took people to Guancheng to inspect the market.

As soon as Duan Pengfei left, Ye Feng was busy a lot. As for the sponsorship, he left it to the marketing department to discuss, and he didn't have much time to manage it.

That day, after Ye Feng had dealt with the affairs of the store, he diverted to the second phase of Youth Home.

After the first month, the renovation of the new house should also be on the agenda.

On the way to Building No. 8, Ye Feng met Song Jia again in the community.

Song Jia is accompanying a pair of middle-aged women.

Seeing Ye Feng, Song Jia smiled and greeted.

Ye Feng stopped and asked, "Isn't the house optimistic yet?"

Song Jia shook her head and said in distress: "The house price of Youth Home is too expensive, I want to rent a house."

Before Ye Feng answered the conversation, the middle-aged woman standing next to Song Jia said, "How can you do it! You are a girl's house in Guangcheng alone, and my dad and I were not at ease. If this is renting a house, what will happen to bad guys? Do. Your dad and I don’t need this money, so I just bought the set I just watched!"

Ye Feng smiled and didn't say anything, but Song Jia was a little embarrassed and said, "Mom!"

Song Jia's mother curled her lips and looked at Ye Feng and said, "Young man, are you Jiajia's friend?"

Ye Feng thought for a while, probably, maybe he could be regarded as a friend, so he nodded.

Seeing this, Song Jia's mother raised her eyebrows slightly, and then smiled: "Then you can persuade our family Song Jia, it doesn't take so much trouble to buy a house. According to me, the environment here is pretty good. It's expensive."

When these words were said, Song Jia flushed with embarrassment, and his mother's words were full of upstart aura.

It's fine if you meet someone else, but it's Ye Feng's grandfather, Song Jia can hardly not blush.

Ye Feng also twitched the corners of his mouth, how could this sound not right.

Glancing at Song Jia's parents, Ye Feng was speechless when he saw a faint vigilance in the depths of their eyes.

The old couple are too guarded. They just said hello when they met on the road. Is it necessary to guard themselves like this?

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't say more, and said with a light smile: "The uncle and aunt are busy, I have to leave beforehand."

When Ye Feng left, Song Jia immediately said in embarrassment: "Mom, what did you just say!"

Song Jia’s mother disapproved and said, "What did I say, we were planning to buy a house, and what I said was not a lie."

Song Jia's father also helped, "Jia Jia, you are alone in Guangcheng. Be careful when you make friends."

"dad!"

Song Jia was really angry, "What are you thinking about! Ye Feng has a house in Youth Home, and just happened to meet it."

Song Jia's mother was surprised when she heard this, "Bought it?"

"Bought it! It's Lou Wang!"

Song Jia snorted, and then said: "He has his own company, and they have a lot more money than you. Whatever mom said, how can they laugh at us after hearing the words."

Song Jia’s mother showed a jealous look on her face and muttered: “I didn’t see it. I thought that someone deliberately got close to you.”

Song Jia rolled his eyes and didn't see if I said hello first.

Ye Feng didn't care about Song Jia's parents.

Poor parents in the world, parents are of course worried that their children will suffer, and there is no need to care about anything.

Ye Feng went around in the new house, roughly determined the decoration plan, and left the youth home.

Although the house developers here all give decorations, but when you buy things in China, you must follow a principle: don't be greedy for things you give for nothing.

If it is an ordinary gift, for example, buy an apple and give it a grape, don't want to eat it, throw it away, but decorate this thing, once it is installed, it will not be easy to change, Ye Feng is not at ease, so he decided to install it himself.

As for whom to look for, the Fangyuan decoration for Yuanfeng Nanhua Store was the most suitable. They started home improvement.

In mid-March, the sponsorship was finalized.

Yuanfeng invested 150,000 yuan and became the exclusive sponsor of the first "Yuanfeng Cup" campus singing contest.

According to Hu Chunze, the business did not lose money.

Those things that Ye Feng considered were not within the scope of his consideration, but Hu Chunze cared about Zhou Yue.

Maybe Ye Feng underestimated the influence of a grassroots artist, Zhou Yue's influence in Guangcheng is really not low.

Yan Meifang's "grassroot hero" may be a bit exaggerated, but Zhou Yue's popularity in Guangcheng is indeed very high.

Even a middle-aged man like Hu Chunze who doesn't care about the entertainment industry knows Zhou Yue's name.

On March 18th, registration for the singing contest officially started.

Because Zhou Yue is on the poster, there are so many people who signed up.

The School of Economics and Management is the largest university in the world, with nearly 5000 people in the whole school, and more than 300 people signed up on the first day.

Don't underestimate the number 300. You must know that for a large-scale song and dance event organized by the vast majority last year, no more than 300 people signed up.

Of course, Ye Feng would like to see him, no matter whether Zhou Yue is really famous or fake, as long as the event is not done, it's fine.

If it can attract more people's attention, it would be even better. Maybe the money invested by Yuanfeng will be earned back soon.

The only thing that surprised Ye Feng was that Meng Shengquan also signed up!

As a sponsor, Ye Feng was invited to visit the competition. He didn't want to go. Now that he knows that his younger brother has signed up, he has to go if he doesn't.

When a group of people gathered at Ye Feng's house, he still dared not say anything: "Fatty, even your broken gong voice dare to show your ugliness, are you afraid to scare people?"

Meng Shengquan looked resentful, and said uncomfortably: "Big brother, why are you like them, you all look down on people! I am a tenor, do you understand the tenor? A group of laymen are embarrassed to laugh at me, and my singing will naturally be appreciated. !"

Ye Feng was speechless, this was really shameless and invincible in the world.

Even Meng Shengquan's voice of killing pigs dared to call himself a tenor, and he was not afraid of being hammered to death by others.

In the end, Feng Hao smiled and explained: "Big brother, don't ask. In fact, Xu Fangge insisted on letting the fat man play, saying that he wanted the fat man to take the first place. The first place has a 5,000 yuan bonus. "

Ye Feng almost sprayed, Xu Fangge really dare to think!

If the fat man can get the first place, he can write Ye Feng's name upside down.

He patted the fat man's shoulder sympathetically, and Ye Feng comforted him: "It's okay, even if you can't get the number one, the last one must be yours."

Meng Shengquan gave him a white look and muttered: "Maybe I really took the first place."

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and this guy's face became thicker and thicker.

Several people were talking, Qin Susu and Xu Fangge entered the house.

Seeing Ye Feng and the others, Xu Fangge hurriedly said, "Fatty, have you reported your name?"

Meng Shengquan nodded, and before he had time to speak, Qin Susu smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't sign up, or the thought of singing on the same stage with this guy would have my heart to die."

Recalling that in the small woods that day, the fat man sang for her, Qin Susu can't remember.

Xu Fangge naturally heard Qin Susu talk about the incident, but he still disagreed: "What's the matter, I asked him to sign up because the fat guy sings badly. The taste of creating 101 is different. You haven't seen it before. Understand, I watched it a few times, and the more weird the singing, the more popular it is. Fatty is just right."

Hearing what Xu Fangge said, everyone felt that there was a little truth in this.

Only Meng Shengquan looked resentful, feeling that his daughter-in-law didn't like to listen to her own songs, but she just felt that her singing was too unpleasant.

Ye Feng was also dumbfounded, thinking that Zhou Yue would never let the fat man win. If that were the case, Yuanfeng's reputation might be stinking along with this singing contest.

But now that these are groundless worries, Ye Feng quickly left this thought.