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Just as Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo, the two enemies, were playing around, the elevator of Zhenyuan Tavern finally stopped at the entrance of the thirty-second floor.

Ouyang Baanruo pouted at Ye Zifeng and then stepped on Ye Zifeng's foot fiercely. The pain made Ye Zifeng dizzy, and only then was Ouyang Baanruo satisfied, walking out of the elevator in a victorious manner.

However, after walking not too far, Ouyang Baanruo took the initiative to stop, and looked at Ye Zifeng who was still in the elevator with concern, and asked: "Ye Zifeng, are you dead? If he's not dead, then hurry up and come out, don't be so stuttering like a woman! "

Although Ouyang Baanruo's words sounded overbearing, it was mixed with concern.

Not long later, Ye Zifeng limped out from the elevator. On the other hand, Ouyang Baanruo took two steps back, waiting for Ye Zifeng to step forward. Although the two of them were fighting, but still held onto Ye Zifeng's arm uncontrollably and the two of them walked into the hotel together.

The current Zhenyuan Hotel could be said to be dazzling in gold and jade, lights shining everywhere. The entire layout of the hotel hall was also different from what Ye Zifeng had imagined. Or, to be more accurate, it was not like a proper dinner party, but more like a party.

Walking into the hall of the Zhenyuan Hotel, Ye Zifeng looked around, and what he saw was not tables of banquets, but rather the open-plan kitchen of the western dining hall.

At this moment, almost all the men in the hall were wearing suits, while the women wore high-end evening dresses. Everyone was holding their wine glasses and laughing and chatting merrily.

When Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo entered the hall, they attracted quite a few gazes for no reason.

At this time, Ouyang Zhenyuan who was in the middle of speaking also quickly put down what he was doing, and rushed towards his precious daughter and son-in-law.

"Hannya, Feng, you're here!"

Ouyang Zhenyuan was dressed in a black suit today. Especially that well-groomed hair, it did not seem like a person who was about to enter the age of destiny.

Seeing Ouyang Zhenyuan, Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo also walked forward amiably.

"Daddy!" Seeing Ouyang Zhenyuan, he immediately let go of the hand that was holding Ye Zifeng, and turned to hold Ouyang Zhenyuan's hand.

As for Ye Zifeng, he swept his gaze across the entire audience and laughed: "Uncle Ouyang, I never thought that tonight would be such a big battle, does it not look like a feast at all?"

It was obvious that Ouyang Zhenyuan had informed Ye Zifeng about this "Family Banquet" beforehand. Furthermore, within Ouyang Zhenyuan's explanation, Ye Zifeng thought that this was a simple "normal meal", and then, the father and daughter pair would discuss the matter of the Zhenyuan Group's Acting Chairman.

But now it seemed that the so called "Family Banquet" was completely different from what Ye Zifeng was imagining in his heart. How was this a family banquet? It was even more lively than a business gathering.

Facing Ye Zifeng's questioning, Ouyang Zhenyuan laughed helplessly: "Feng, don't be surprised, Uncle originally prepared a simple family banquet, but I had some things to take care of at the moment, so I changed my plan!"

Seeing Ouyang Zhenyuan's bitter smile, Ye Zifeng immediately realised something, since Ye Zifeng was an experienced person, adding on to the fact that Ouyang Baanruo's bank card was frozen for no reason, if Ye Zifeng still did not realise that there was a problem, then what would happen?

Glancing at Ouyang Baanruo, Ye Zifeng immediately lowered his voice, and asked Ouyang Zhenyuan: "Did something go wrong with the Zhenyuan Group's funds chain?"

Ouyang Zhenyuan knew that he could not hide this from Ye Zifeng, so he simply nodded: "Feng, this matter can't be hidden from your eyes either. All the money that I had previously was invested in that project. Now that Uncle has a stock of goods on hand that needs to be operated with funds, those two fellows are trying to take advantage of me by colluding with the board of directors to not give me any funds. So Uncle has no choice but to do it himself! "

Ouyang Zhenyuan's words were extremely secretive, and from time to time, he would raise his head to look at Ye Zifeng, his expression showing a hint of nervousness.

Seeing Ouyang Zhenyuan's expression, Ye Zifeng knew that his words were half true and half false, as though this "Family Banquet" was hiding some other mysterious secret.

After all, others did not know Ouyang Zhenyuan's identity. In the end, he was someone of the Secret Service Bureau, and Zhenyuan Group was something that the Fatty Luo could do for them. With a single word from Ouyang Zhenyuan, the Fatty Luo would be able to settle such a small matter.

Moreover, even if Ouyang Zhenyuan really didn't want to talk to the Fatty Luo, it would be fine to look for him, since he had a lot of Angel Fund in his hands.

Seeing Ouyang Zhenyuan's fleeting look, Ye Zifeng naturally did not ask any further, but only faintly smiled in response.

It was at this time that a muffled sound came from not too far away, interrupting the conversation between Ouyang Zhenyuan and the two of them.

"Brother Ouyang, you've only drank half of this wine, why did you leave already?" This is too disloyal. Come, come, let's continue drinking. "

Hearing the voice, Ye Zifeng and Ouyang Baanruo raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the two people who were walking over.

The two of them were both wearing suits, and from the looks of it, they seemed to be father and son. The middle-aged man was still okay, his gaze pressing upon Ouyang Zhenyuan, while the young man beside him had a frivolous look in his eyes as he sized Ouyang Baanruo up, causing Ouyang Baanruo to feel a burst of unhappiness in his heart.

As for the young man, his gaze followed Ouyang Baanruo and landed on Ye Zifeng's body. Seeing Ye Zifeng smiling at him with squinted eyes, the young man felt as if his heart was struck by lightning, and then he subconsciously took a step back. Even the way he looked at Ouyang Baanruo changed from teasing to respectful.

Naturally, the older generation would not notice the exchange of glances between the young, and the middle-aged man smiled as he walked forward and patted Ouyang Zhenyuan's shoulder.

"Brother Ouyang, who are these two? I'm new here, help me introduce them!"

Ouyang Zhenyuan laughed heartily: "I am sorry, this is my daughter Ouyang Baanruo, and this is my future son-in-law, Ye Zifeng."

"Hannya, Feng, quickly come meet your Uncle Xue Ding. Your Uncle Xue is a famous industrialist in the imperial city. The person who is standing by your uncle Xue's side is his only son. Xue Ming, you youngsters should get closer to each other after talking to each other! "

Ouyang Zhenyuan continued to introduce himself, but Ye Zifeng's expression suddenly changed. Looking at Xue Ming with such an expression, it seemed as if he had understood something.

"Hello, Uncle Xue …" "Hello, Uncle Xue …"

At this moment, Ye Zifeng was greeting Xue Ding on one side, and secretly making a gesture towards Xue Ming on the other. Xue Ming immediately nodded his head respectfully.

And at this moment, Ye Zifeng had always been smiling from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Prisoner's Cow, Suan Ni, Biansi, good good, good, it's all here, the old friends of the Dragon Soul have all come. Fatty Luo, oh Fatty Luo, I, Nie Loong would like to see just how big of a game you have played this time?

Just as Ye Zifeng was deep in thought, an oriole like beautiful voice suddenly came from behind him, "Uncle Ouyang, you're so biased, why didn't you introduce your daughter and son-in-law to Uncle Xue and me?"

Following the voice, Ye Zifeng looked over, to see a girl dressed in a purple cheongsam walking over, holding onto a wine cup, towards his group.