238 Will the Richest Man Be Someone Else's Driver?

Ye Feng sat in the back seat of the Bentley naturally and glanced at Tian Fugui at the same time.

It was only then that he saw from the rearview mirror that Tian Fugui had dark circles under his eyes.

"Mr. Tian, did you not rest well last night?"

Tian Fugui was focused on driving as he smiled bitterly. "Last night, many of my old friends called me to ask about Mr. Ye's condition. I didn't go to bed until four in the morning."

Ye Feng was somewhat dumbfounded. "The news spread so quickly?"

Tian Fugui was very emotional. "You may not know this, but the entire upper-class circle in Fan City has started to spread your legend."

Ye Feng's interest was piqued. "What did they say?"

"In any case, it's all about god. There's a legend that everyone agrees on. It says that Mr. Ye is the illegitimate son of a big family in the capital. He was raised outside since he was a child and recently inherited a huge family business. Then, he returned to his hometown in glory..."

"...These people must have read too many novels."

"Yeah, there are even more unreliable ones. Some people say that you've been possessed by a god and devil, and that you can see through people's hearts and predict the future, which is why you're invincible in love and business."

"Hmm, that's more reliable."

"Hahaha, there's another rumor. It said that you're the brother-in-law of the man in our province and that's why you have the privilege to kill so many people in Zhonghai..."

When Ye Feng heard this, his expression darkened. "His intentions should be punished!"

Tian Fugui immediately reacted and said, "Mr. Ye, don't worry. In the future, whoever dares to spread such rumors again, I will pull out his tongue."

Ye Feng's expression was serious. "Then I'll leave it to you, Director Tian."

If it were any other rumor, he would have just let it be.

However, such rumors that involved Xu Jingxin's family had to be completely eliminated.

Otherwise, once the news spread...

The consequences would be too horrible to imagine.

He didn't mind it, but if Xu Jingxin's family was involved...

That was not a joke.

The waters of the pugilistic world that families like theirs came into contact with were not ordinary deep.

The situation was not just complicated...

Tian Fugui felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward and tried to ease the tension again.

"Alas, no matter what kind of rumors they are, Mr. Ye is a wise and powerful existence. And I'm just playing the role of a clown in it. I'm the one who got slapped in the face by Mr. Ye."

Hearing this, Ye Feng laughed out loud. "Director Tian, don't talk nonsense. When did I slap your face?"

Tian Fugui quickly nodded. "Indeed, I didn't. Mr. Ye is very magnanimous and didn't take it to heart. I'm very grateful."

Ye Feng could not help but nod to himself.

No wonder Tian Fugui could become the richest man in Fan City.

At least, in terms of handling matters, this person was far beyond ordinary people.

"Mr. Tian, if you want to develop in Zhonghai in the future, please don't hesitate to ask me for help."

Tian Fugui was overjoyed.

"Thank you for your support, Mr. Ye!"

He had always wanted to enter Zhonghai, but he had failed many times.

After all, Zhonghai was different from Fan City.

It was a wider stage.

The good and the bad were mixed together.

It was hard for a country bumpkin like him who had no background and no connections to get in.

Now, with Mr. Ye's help, there was finally some hope.

Ye Feng and Zhou Shuyao had agreed to meet at an open-air music restaurant.

There were many luxury cars parked at the entrance.

However, when Tian Fugui's Bentley appeared, all the other luxury cars paled in comparison.

The people in the restaurant all stuck their heads out.

On one hand, it was because luxury cars of this level were rare in Fan City.

On the other hand, it was because this kind of car didn't match the style of an open-air restaurant.

After all, in places like open-air restaurants, most of the customers were young people.

And shouldn't the people in the Bentley be some old men with successful careers?

Just when everyone was extremely curious.

A middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance walked down from the main cockpit.

He quickly walked to the right side of the car and respectfully opened the door.

Then, they saw a handsome young man walking down from the car.

Seeing this scene, the restaurant immediately exploded.

"Wow, it's a handsome guy! A person who can sit in a Bentley must be from a rich family, right? He's so tall, rich, and handsome!"

"That driver is also very handsome. Although he's a little old, he has an outstanding temperament. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that he was the richest man in the country."

"Yeah, even a driver is so elegant. Isn't this too much of a blow?"

"After hearing what you said, why do I feel like I've seen this driver somewhere before?"

"Where have you seen it before?"

"It seems... was it on TV? Don't you think that he looks like the richest man in our city, Tian Fugui?"

"Don't joke around. Mr. Tian is the richest man in the county. Why would he be someone else's driver?"

"I didn't say that he's the richest man in the county from the Tian family. I just said that he looks a little similar."

"What's the use of looking alike? Do you know what it means to have different lives? Why is it that he can only be a driver when the other is the richest man in the county?"

"..."

After Ye Feng got off the car, he looked around.

At this time, Zhou Shuyao's voice was heard from the open-air balcony. "Ye Feng, over here."

Ye Feng looked up.

He saw Zhou Shuyao sitting near the fence, waving at him.

He immediately turned to Tian Fugui and said, "Director Tian, I've arrived. You can go back."

Tian Fugui shook his head stubbornly. "I've said it before. Before you leave Fan City, I'll be your full-time driver. I'll be waiting for you in the car."

After that, he turned around and got into the car.

Ye Feng was defeated by his stubbornness.

He didn't say anything more and went upstairs.

"What do you want to drink?"

When Ye Feng sat opposite her, Zhou Shuyao immediately asked.

Ye Feng turned around and said to the waiter, "A glass of water, please."

"You don't have to be so polite. It's my treat," Zhou Shuyao laughed and joked.

"You should have said so earlier. I'll have a glass of orange juice, a glass of coke, and a glass of black tea. Thank you."

Ye Feng also smiled in response.

"You're too much. You ordered so much, can you drink it all? The things here are very expensive."

Zhou Shuyao touched her wallet, and her heart was bleeding.

"Someone's treating anyway, so it'll be a waste not to drink."