1117 To Put It Bluntly, This Is a Little Too Much of a Scam, Isn't It?

Huang Xing didn't waste any more words. Soon, he brought a bottle of red wine over.

Zhao Qian opened the bottle of red wine and looked at Ye Feng fawningly. "I have kept this bottle of red wine for many years. I have never been willing to drink it. It is our greatest honor that Mr. Ye is here today. Let's use this bottle of wine to welcome Mr. Ye today."

Wang Yutong, who was sitting beside Fatty Chu, immediately asked curiously, "Is this bottle of wine very expensive?"

 Nonsense!" Huang Xing said with a pained expression. "This bottle of wine is worth more than 200,000 yuan. Do you think it's expensive?"

"Hiss…"

Wang Yutong, Gao Xufei, and the others immediately sucked in a breath of cold air and began to discuss softly.

"Oh my god, this bottle of red wine is actually more than 200,000 yuan? Isn't this too expensive?"

"More than 200,000 yuan is enough for the down payment of a house, right? This is too scary."

"The wine that Lin Jie ordered just now costs more than 8,000 yuan per bottle. Well, Ye Feng's drink is worth hundreds of thousands of yuan per bottle."

"Don't compare that kind of low-class stuff to Ye Feng, okay? Is there a comparison?"

"Right, right, right, Ye Feng is the hidden big shot!"

Everyone immediately praised Ye Feng.

After Zhao Qian poured Ye Feng some wine, she poured wine for Feng Jingyi, Fatty Chu, Wang Yu Tong, Gao Xufei, and the rest.

It could be seen that she was really distressed. Every time she poured it, the muscles on her face would tremble a few times.

Gao Xufei and the others were even more excited. After taking the wine, they were reluctant to drink it. They first took out their phones to take photos and post them on their WeChat Moments to show off.

"Mr. Ye, on behalf of the Holy Clan Clubhouse, I would like to welcome you." After Zhao Qian poured the wine for everyone, she raised her wine glass and toasted Ye Feng, then downed it in one gulp.

Ye Feng only clinked glasses with her but did not drink.

Zhao Qian poured herself another glass. "This is the second glass of wine. Because our club didn't take good care of you, your friend was injured. I apologize to everyone. I'm sorry!"

Gao Xufei hurriedly waved his hand. "It's fine, it's fine…"

No matter how serious the injury was, it was no longer important under the comfort of this beautiful boss and the red wine that cost more than 200,000 yuan.

Zhao Qian poured herself another glass of wine as if she was planning to drink a little bit back.

"This third cup is to apologize for the huge loss I caused to you when I crashed your car this afternoon. Don't worry, I'll pay for the losses I caused you even if I have to sell everything."

When Gao Xufei and the others heard her words, they began to whisper again.

"So Ye Feng really got into a car accident? I thought he was joking."

"We were all bewitched by that Lin Jie. He thought that Ye Feng went bankrupt and deliberately found an excuse to lie to us."

"Did you hear what President Zhao said? She seemed to have said that she would pay even if she had to sell everything? How much money does she have to pay?"

"That's right. President Zhao is the general manager of a clubhouse. She should be very rich, right? It's just a car crash. At most, you'll have to pay a hundred or eighty thousand yuan. Why would she sell everything?"

Everyone was puzzled. In the end, it was Fatty Chu who asked for everyone, "President Zhao, may I ask how much you want to compensate?"

Zhao Qian glanced at Ye Feng. She said with an embarrassed expression: "The insurance company gave us an estimate. They said that they would have to pay at least 10 million."

"How... How much?"

Fatty Chu immediately stood up in shock.

The others could not sit still anymore. They stood up and looked at Ye Feng blankly.

"D*mn, I thought it would be enough to compensate 100,000 or 80,000. I didn't expect it to be more than 10 million?"

"Isn't this a little exaggerated? What kind of car is worth more than 10 million yuan?"

"I remember that Ye Feng was driving a Ferrari Enzo previously, right?"

"Even if it's a Ferrari Enzo, a new car is only worth more than 20 million, right? Then what kind of damage would it take to pay more than 10 million?"

"To say something unpleasant, isn't this a little too much of a scam?"

Zhao Qian smiled bitterly. "Mr. Ye didn't blackmail me. His Blue Charm Night is a limited-edition model. There's only one in the world, and it's worth at least 100 million. A lot of parts have to be custom-made. 10 million is already considered a small amount."

Plop, plop, plop…

As soon as she said this, Fatty Chu and the others fell back to their seats, and their expressions became extremely frightened.

"Selling for hundreds of millions? Oh my god, where's the sports car worth hundreds of millions?"

"Hundreds of millions? That would be enough to buy a plane, right? A car can be sold for hundreds of millions?"

"D*mn, what business is Ye Feng doing now? The cars he drives are all worth hundreds of millions? It's simply unimaginable."

"Lin Jie is driving a second-hand Enzo, and he's so smug. I didn't expect Ye Feng to be driving a supercar worth hundreds of millions."

"Compared to Ye Feng, he is simply trash!"

Everyone looked at Ye Feng in bewilderment, as if they did not know this person.

They still remembered that when Ye Feng first entered the school, he was still a pauper who wore patched pants, and because of that, he became the joke of the entire school.

In less than a year, he had become a super big shot who could afford to drink a bottle of red wine worth 200,000 yuan and drive a sports car worth more than 100 million yuan.

This difference was simply unimaginable!

Wang Yutong immediately snuggled into Fatty Chu's arms.

She knew her own limits. With her looks, there was no need to think about a super big shot like Ye Feng.

However, if she could cling onto Fatty Chu's thigh, she would definitely be able to live a good life in the future.

However, Fatty Chu already despised her.

He was already the brother of a billionaire. How could such a mediocre woman be worthy of him?

At the thought of this, he immediately shook off her arm.