844 Let's Talk About the Gold Ingots Again



Tang Boren was originally very close to him. When he heard this, he hurriedly retreated and maintained a certain distance from him.

The other jewelers also avoided them as if they were avoiding the God of Plagues.

Tang Boren's heart was thumping. He thought that this guy had a good relationship with Master Ye, so he chatted with him warmly.

If he had known earlier that he offended Master Ye, he should have slapped him twice first just now, drawing a clear line with him.

He just didn't know if it was too late to draw now.

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Smith was now in a difficult position.

He had already realized that he had offended a super big shot, but if he lowered his head and admitted his mistake in front of so many people, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?

Just as he was hesitating, a group of people suddenly came in from outside.

The person walking in front was a slightly plump man.

Smith recognized him at a glance. He was the owner of the Purple Bamboo Pavilion in Yang Cheng, Yao Shunmin.

The others were also famous people in the antique circle of Yang Cheng.

Compared to the real estate industry and jewelry industry, the antique industry had a closer relationship with their auction house. These antique shops were also their main source of goods.

Usually, if there were really no items to be auctioned, they would contact these antique shops to take out some items for auction.

If one day, these antique shops collectively boycotted an auction house, then the auction house would definitely die.

"Mr. Yao…"

He was about to go up and greet Yao Shunmin.

But the other party ignored him. He quickly walked in front of Ye Feng and knelt on the ground. "Mr. Ye, please give us a chance to live."

The other antique dealers also knelt down in unison.

This scene was too shocking. Everyone present was shocked. What was going on?

Ye Feng was also very confused. "Boss Yao, what do you mean by this?"

Yao Shunmin's face was full of tears. "I offended you that day. The Chaoxin Gang came to my shop every day to cause trouble, so I couldn't do business normally for the next few days."

"If this continues, our Purple Bamboo Pavilion will have to close down."

The other antique dealers followed suit.

"Because our Ancient Gaze Tower has some business dealings with the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, we have also been targeted. They come to our shop every day to cause trouble."

"It's the same in our shop. They don't beat people or smash things when they come, but as long as there are customers, they will stare at them, scaring them into not buying things in our shop."

"They even spread the word that as long as one has business dealings with Purple Bamboo Pavilion, they can forget about staying in Yang Cheng."

"Please let us live, Mr. Ye. We're all just trying to make a living…"

Hearing these people complain, everyone present had a strange expression.

Wasn't this person a little too arrogant? This was to exterminate all the people related to Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

What shocked them even more was that Ye Feng was related to him?

They knew very well what those people were doing. Once a business person provoked these people, they would probably be prepared to close their doors.

Thinking about this, they respected Ye Feng even more.

Even if they couldn't curry favor with the other party, they couldn't offend him.

Smith was so scared that he couldn't speak. He finally understood what kind of big shot he had offended.

He had just threatened them, saying that if they offended Sotheby's, he would offend the entire auction industry of South Guangdong Province.

Now, it seemed like a joke.

As long as he said the word, Sotheby's would probably forget about having a foothold in Yang Cheng.

If the headquarters knew that he had brought such a powerful enemy to the auction house, they would not let him off easily.

Chen Qiushan, who was standing at the side, was also shocked by Ye Feng's strength, but this Little Brother Ye had always achieved incredible results. He was already used to it.

He was just gloating. He wanted to see how Smith would end this.

Ye Feng listened to Yao Shunmin and the rest's complaints, he frowned. "I did not ask them to cause trouble, I am the owner of Maple Leaf Pavilion. I will not break the rules."

Yao Shunmin hurriedly nodded. "Of course we know that it wasn't Mr. Ye who instructed us. It was probably their people who wanted to curry favor with you, so they acted on their own."

"We just hope that you can tell them not to cause trouble again. We will raise both hands in support of Maple Leaf Pavilion entering Yang Cheng in the future."

The other antique dealers nodded in agreement.

Ye Feng pondered for a moment. He immediately took out his phone and called Gao Hu.

The phone rang once and was picked up. Gao Hu's voice immediately came from the other end. "Mr. Ye, do you have any orders?"

Ye Feng immediately scolded: "Gao Hu, are you f*cking courting death? Who told you to send people to cause trouble at Purple Bamboo Pavilion?"

Everyone present was shocked. The person opposite him was the boss of Chaoxin Gang. When others saw him, they would treat him as their ancestor. However, this Mr. Ye cursed immediately.

However, what shocked them even more was that Gao Hu was actually not angry. Instead, he was trembling with fear.

"Mr. Ye, those old things offended you and even stopped your Maple Leaf Pavilion from entering Yang Cheng. I really couldn't stand it, so I sent someone to beat them up."

"But don't worry, we definitely didn't hit anyone."

"Relax my ass. Hurry up and call your people back. You're not allowed to go in the future. If I find out that you're messing around behind my back again, I'll teach you a lesson."

"Yes, yes, yes. Mr. Ye, don't be angry. I'll call them back now..."

Ye Feng hung up the phone and turned to look at Yao Shunmin and the rest. "Don't worry, they won't dare to cause trouble in the future."

Then, he realized that this group of people was staring at him in a daze. Their gazes were extremely complicated. There was admiration, shock, doubt, and flattery…

"How... Thank you, Mr. Ye, thank you, Mr. Ye..."

Yao Shunmin was the first to react, he hurriedly thanked Ye Feng. The others also hurriedly thanked him.

At this moment, Smith finally couldn't take it anymore and walked over slowly. "That… Mr. Ye, it was all a misunderstanding just now. Let's talk about the gold ingots again."

Although he really wanted to apologize, he really couldn't put down his pride in front of so many people. He still wanted to pretend to be elegant.

Ye Feng sneered. "What is there to talk about? Since you don't like my things, I naturally won't beg you."

As soon as he expressed his attitude, everyone present chose to stand on one side.

"Our Xu family is firmly on Mr. Ye's side. Anyone who is against Mr. Ye is our Xu family's enemy."

Xu Mingyuan was the first to express his stance. He glared coldly at Smith.

"Our Manzhu Jewelry also follows Master Ye's lead. No matter who it is, if they dare to offend Master Ye, they are offending our Manzhu Jewelry."

Tang Boren immediately expressed his stance. The group of jewelers behind him also nodded.

"Our Purple Bamboo Pavilion will also listen to Mr. Ye's instructions. As long as you give the order, we can join forces to boycott Sotheby's Auction House."

Yao Shunmin took the lead, and the other antique shops also expressed their attitudes.

For a time, Sotheby's Auction House became the target of public criticism.