usatvline Chapter 323 Do you like him?
Chapter 323 Do you like him?
Upon returning to the Crescent Hotel, Cheng Feng's identity had changed.
He went from being a major shareholder to a mere accessory brought into the meeting by the chubby tycoon with an invitation.
All three were dressed in flashy suits and each wore a pair of trendy sunglasses.
Upon entering the venue, Cheng Feng was immediately spotted by the servants; nothing that happened in the venue escaped their notice.
Cheng Feng's servant did not make a sound, but whispered a few words to his colleague next to him before walking upstairs.
In a private room on the second floor, Yin Zhiyi and Yin Nanfeng, an aunt and niece, were sitting together, drinking tea and chatting.
Just then, a servant's voice came from outside the curtain at the door.
The two women stopped talking, and Yin Zhiyi instructed Tingnu to come in and speak.
Then Tingnu told her that she had discovered Cheng Feng and two men returning to the Crescent Hotel together with an invitation.
"Do the two people who came with Mr. Cheng know who they are?"
After thinking for a moment, Yin Zhiyi asked.
After a moment's thought, Tingnu immediately replied, "Master, those two are the owners of Panjiayuan Antique Treasure Shop, and they are quite famous in the antique industry."
"Alright, go and invite Mr. Cheng and his friend to the private room we've reserved."
Everything was handled with the highest level of hospitality.
After only a little deliberation, Yin Zhiyi made her decision.
She believed that since Cheng Feng hadn't given any signals about helping to hide things, she would definitely make sure to give Cheng Feng the best possible treatment.
"Yes!"
After receiving the order, the servant turned and left the private room.
After Tingnu left, Yin Nanfeng whispered to Yin Zhiyi:
"Auntie, do you like Mr. Cheng?"
A flicker of panic flashed deep in Yin Zhiyi's eyes, but she quickly calmed down. She hadn't been the head of the family for so many years for nothing.
It's not like I'd embarrass myself in front of a younger person over just one sentence.
"Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Cheng already has three wives. If this gets to their ears, our Yin family will be in trouble."
Everyone in these powerful families knows that Cheng Feng's forces are all managed by his three wives.
He's a hands-off boss; he acts like a nuclear bomb, ready to explode on anyone who crosses him.
“Aunt, it’s just the two of us here. Nanfeng is very tight-lipped. Are you worried that I’ll tell anyone?”
Yin Nanfeng, eager to see what was going on, leaned closer to her aunt and whispered something to her.
Yin Zhiyi gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Nanfeng, this is your aunt's own business, so you shouldn't ask anymore."
Yin Nanfeng sighed inwardly. Although her aunt hadn't said it explicitly, the meaning she conveyed was quite clear.
However, she also knew that through her observations over this period of time, Cheng Feng did not have any romantic feelings for her mature and beautiful aunt.
Moreover, given my aunt's personality, this sentiment will ultimately only be taken to her grave.
While the two women, aunt and niece, were talking, Tingnu and her men arrived in front of Cheng Feng, Hu Bayi, and Fatty Wang.
This wasn't the first time the two had attended an auction at the Crescent Moon Hotel, and they were quite familiar with Tingnu, knowing that the woman in front of them was the official head housekeeper of the Crescent Moon Hotel.
They were filled with questions, but dared not whisper to each other.
The fat man learned of Ting Nu's abilities through a benefactor, and that in the New Moon Hotel, no secret could be kept from them.
Upon approaching, Tingnu respectfully bowed to Cheng Feng.
He spoke up amidst the shocked gazes of Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang:
"Mr. Cheng, the head of the family has prepared a private room for you and your two friends. The view from there is better, making it more convenient for the three of you to view the auction items."
When listening to the slave speak, he was very careful with his language and did not make demands of Cheng Feng on his own initiative. Instead, he pointed out the benefits.
Ultimately, the decision of whether or not to go is up to Cheng Feng himself.
"Old Hu, Fatty, want to go up?"
Cheng Feng is the same wherever he is. He tricked these two people, so he gave them the choice.
The two quickly came to terms with it, after all, the person in front of them was Cheng Feng, a ruthless man with extraordinary abilities who roamed freely in various ancient tombs.
It's not exactly shocking to think that the Crescent Hotel is so special.
"Go ahead, why not? I've never been to the private room on the second floor of the Crescent Moon Hotel before. I'll take advantage of your presence, Lao Cheng, to broaden my horizons this time."
The fat man readily agreed; he was by no means a shy person.
Like Cheng Feng, Hu Bayi didn't have any particular idea about where to sit. Since the fat man had spoken, he nodded in agreement.
"Lead the way!"
Upon seeing this, Cheng Feng gave an order to Tingnu.
Then Tingnu escorted the three of them to the most luxurious private room on the second floor.
Everyone who came to the Crescent Hotel along the way had the appearance of Cheng Feng and his two companions imprinted in their minds.
The person personally led by the head steward must be someone of great importance. Even if you can't befriend them, you should avoid unnecessary conflicts with them.
Sitting on the European-style sofa in the private room, Fatty Wang swayed his increasingly plump body and sighed:
"As expected of a private room, it's much more comfortable than the hard armchairs outside."
After saying that, he picked up the tea that the maid had poured for him and took a sip.
"The tea is different too. Even I, who don't know much about tea, can tell the difference. It's more than ten times better than what you can find elsewhere."
Seeing Fatty's startled reaction, Hu Bayi could only smile wryly. After all these years, Fatty's lack of knowledge still hadn't been fully made up for.
Cheng Feng watched from the sidelines, thoroughly amused. This fat guy was cracking jokes while exploring the tomb, and he was quite humorous in general.
Compared to this, those minor problems are really nothing.
"If you like, I'll have Tingnu pack some for you to take home and enjoy slowly."
Fatty Wang wasn't going to stand on ceremony with Cheng Feng. After agreeing, he asked curiously:
"Old Cheng, what's your connection with this Crescent Moon Hotel? It feels like you own it."
The fat guy really knows what he's doing; he hit the nail on the head with just one sentence.
Cheng Feng leaned back on the sofa with a swagger, crossed his legs, and said:
"Pretty much. I'm a major shareholder of the Crescent Moon Hotel, one of the owners."
Upon hearing this, Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were filled with envy.
Anyone who's a shareholder knows that the Crescent Moon Hotel is incredibly lucrative; even a small share can add up to a substantial sum.
Moreover, judging from Tingnu's attitude, Cheng Feng's shareholding ratio is clearly not low.
"Well, you must have been laughing at me a lot this morning, didn't you?"
"I did this to give you all a surprise!"
Cheng Feng laughed unrestrainedly, but he would never admit it to anything.
While the three were joking with each other, the preliminary preparations for the auction outside had been completed, and the guests who had been networking had returned to their seats.
The auction began as scheduled, and rare treasures were snapped up by wealthy businessmen at high prices.
None of the three made a bid. Wang Pangzi and his group had limited resources; the profit margins on items auctioned at the New Moon Hotel were too small to justify their involvement.
Previously, they came here mainly to expand their network.
Cheng Feng looked down on these things. Any item he could randomly pick from his treasure trove would be the most outstanding in the room. Spending money to buy these things was no different from wasting money.