163 Mo Chaosheng's Invitation

When Ye Feng heard this name, he revealed a strange smile on his face.

"Mr. Mo? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Mo Chaosheng immediately laughed out loud. "I've long heard of Mr. Xiao Ye's name, but I've never had the chance to meet you. I wonder if you're free today? Let's meet?"

Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly.

"Sure, location?"

"Zhonghai Tycoon Club."

"See you later."

"Alright!"

After Ye Feng hung up the phone, he could not help but ponder.

When the young one couldn't do it, an old one came?

This was interesting.

And the location was the Zhonghai Tycoon Club.

Wasn't that the reward that the system had just given him?

He could also go and handle the handover procedures.

Lu Xiaoya saw his strange expression and immediately asked, "Who is it?"

Ye Feng kept his phone in his pocket. "Mo Chaosheng."

Lu Xiaoya immediately became nervous. "Why did he call you?"

Ye Feng grabbed the dessert on the table and stuffed it into his mouth. "He asked me to meet him."

Lu Xiaoya stood up in a hurry. "You must not go."

Ye Feng found it funny. "Why not?"

Lu Xiaoya was anxious. "This is obviously a trap. You'll be in danger if you go."

Ye Feng smiled indifferently. "If it's a treacherous plot, that would be even better. Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, it's obvious that Liu Bang had the last laugh."

Lu Xiaoya rolled her eyes. "I'm not talking about history with you. I'm being serious. He must have set up an ambush in the dark, waiting for you to walk into his trap."

Ye Feng laughed at her words. "Have you watched too many gangster movies? Even if Mo Chaosheng wants to deal with me, he will only do it in the dark. Would he dare to kill me in the open?"

Seeing how stubborn he was, Lu Xiaoya could not help but feel helpless. "If you want to go, I'll go with you. If he knows that I'm Tan Bohong's granddaughter, he'll have some reservations."

Ye Feng was a little hesitant. "Why don't you just stay?"

Lu Xiaoya stared straight at him. "Didn't you say there is no danger? Since there's no danger, why can't I go?"

Ye Feng had a headache. "Although there is no danger, the smell of gunpowder is very strong. It is not appropriate for you to go."

"I don't care. If you don't take me with you, I won't let you go."

Lu Xiaoya grabbed his hand tightly as she spoke.

Ye Feng was helpless. He could only nod with a bitter smile. "Alright, I'll bring you along, okay?"

"This is more like it."

"Can you let go of my hand now?"

"..."

Lu Xiaoya blushed and let go of her hand.

As she let go, she felt her heart beating wildly.

Ye Feng did not notice her expression. He went to settle the bill first.

Then, he and Lu Xiaoya drove to the Zhonghai Tycoon Club.

...

The club had five floors.

Although it was not as tall as the Silver Brilliance Building, the decorations were extremely luxurious.

There were many luxury cars at the entrance, and almost none of them were below a million.

The men and women who went in and out of the club were all dressed up and were either rich or powerful.

Ye Feng and Lu Xiaoya walked through the three-meter tall gate.

Immediately, a waiter came forward and asked respectfully, "How may I help you two?"

Ye Feng looked around. "Where is Mo Chaosheng?"

The waiter's attitude became more respectful. "Mr. Mo is in Room 9. I'll bring you two there."

After he finished speaking, he led the way.

Ye Feng and Lu Xiaoya followed behind, walking through the hall.

They were all shocked by the luxury of this place.

The decorations in this club could only be described as inhumanly rich.

Even the decorative paintings hanging in the corridor were the works of some very famous artists, and the market price was easily hundreds of thousands.

There were at least a dozen of such works hanging in the corridor.

One could see the whole picture from a single spot. One could imagine how tyrannical the entire club was.

It was no wonder the system had given him an estimated value of 2.5 billion.

It was not without reason.

The waiter led them to Room 9 and knocked on the door. "Mr. Mo, your guests are here."

Then, a low voice was heard from inside. "Let him in."

Ye Feng took out a stack of cash from his pocket and passed it to the waiter.

The waiter immediately thanked him profusely, took the money with both hands, and slowly left with his back bent.

Lu Xiaoya was obviously a little nervous, and her body was trembling slightly.

Ye Feng held her hand.

Only then did she relax a little.

Then, Ye Feng brought her in.

The private room was very large, more than 20 square meters.

The interior decorations had a Japanese style to them.

In the huge room, there was only a small coffee table in the middle.

A middle-aged man was kneeling in front of the tea table, slowly fiddling with the tea set.

Ye Feng knew that this must be Mo Cong's father, Mo Chaosheng.

"Mr. Mo, you're in such a good mood."

Mo Chaosheng didn't get up. He just nodded to the two of them.

"Hello, Mr. Ye. Have a seat."

Ye Feng immediately pulled Lu Xiaoya and sat opposite Mo Chaosheng.

"This is?"

Mo Chaosheng glanced at Lu Xiaoya and was a little confused.

"She's my friend,"

Ye Feng did not explain too much.

"Oh, haha, Mr. Ye, you're really a playboy. I heard that you have a good relationship with the young lady of the Shen family," Mo Chaosheng said in a joking tone as he passed two cups of tea to the two of them.

"I don't think it has anything to do with Mr. Mo, right?"

When Ye Feng heard him mention Shen Baitian, his face suddenly became a little unhappy.

"That's right, that's right. I was being too talkative."

Mo Chaosheng quickly apologized. He took out a bank card from his pocket and pushed it to Ye Feng.

"There's 10 million yuan in here. Please accept it, Mr. Ye."

Ye Feng glanced at the bank card but did not take it. "What does Mr. Mo mean?"

Mo Chaosheng hurriedly explained, "Mr. Ye, please don't misunderstand. I heard that my son had offended Mr. Ye before, so I'm apologizing on his behalf. It's just a small matter."

Ye Feng picked up the card and looked at it for a moment. "Tsk tsk, 10 million is just a small amount? Mr. Mo is really rich and overbearing."

Mo Chaosheng smiled indifferently.

"I'm usually a spendthrift, so 10 million is nothing to me. I bought a yacht two days ago and spent more than 200 million. When my yacht comes back, I'll definitely invite Mr. Ye to go out to sea for two days."

Ye Feng threw the bank card on the table and smiled. "I don't dare to take Mr. Mo's cruise because I'm afraid of death."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to a freezing point.