Seeing this, Leng Feifei glanced at Ye Long, who was a little depressed. Although she didn't like this slutty man, now this situation naturally cannot let that guy Song Minhao have the upper hand!

Leng Feifei is in the same group with Ye Long now. Although Ye Long hates this guy, he is much better than someone like Song Minhao!

"Brother Long, come on, I'll peel an orange for you too!" Leng Feifei said gently, then used her slender jade finger to pick up an orange for Ye Long to peel it. Bayi Middle School     Wen.com w★w    w★.

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After peeling the oranges, Leng Feifei continued to say gently, "Brother Long, come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you!"

Immediately, Ye Long opened his buckles and Leng Feifei fed Ye Long an orange!

"It's so sweet!" Ye Long said as he ate, looking at Leng Feifei.

Ye Long is very happy and excited now. He didn't expect that Leng Feifei would serve him. If this is the case, Ye Long would really be willing to let Yan's mother be kind to Song Minhao, so that Leng Feifei would be better for him!

Song Minhao, who was sitting opposite, looked at Ye Long with an enjoyable look, and his face turned gloomy!

The sense of superiority just now disappeared in an instant. If you want to say that Yan’s mother peeled oranges for herself, it would be a three-star treatment. If Leng Feifei peeled oranges for Ye Long, it would be a five-star treatment!

After all, I like not my mother Yan, but Leng Feifei. This is the most fundamental thing. Even if my mother Yan is good to me, it would be useless if Leng Feifei is not good to me!

Yan's mother looked at Leng Feifei and sighed. She was obviously fucking her big baby girl now!

"Ye Long, what kind of job do you do?" Yan's mother began to ask.

Ye Long smiled and said, "Aunt Yan, I am now a manager in the family!"

"Being a manager? Well, it sounds very good. How much does a month cost?" asked Yan Ma.

"Uh" Ye Long hesitated for a moment. He said that as the lobby manager, he really doesn't know how much it costs a month. To be precise, he hasn't paid yet.

But in this situation, Ye Long could only make up a number by himself, but he just asked casually anyway!

"Not much, about 20,000 yuan a month!" Ye Long said with a smile.

"Twenty thousand? It's already a lot for ordinary people!" Yan's mother nodded, then looked at Song Minhao again and said, "Minhao, how much can your company earn in a month?"

"Mom Yan, my company needs about 100 million yuan of funds to flow back and forth every day. I have never calculated how much it costs per month. At least it should be less than tens of millions!" Song Minhao said with a confident smile.

When it comes to making money and playing business, Song Minhao is quite confident in himself. The title of a top student in business management and studying abroad is not in vain. His business money-making mind is absolutely first-class!

Ye Long could hear that Yan's mother asked this, but she wanted to raise Song Minhao through herself!

However, in this way, Song Minhao was indeed lifted up!

Although I said I made about 20,000 yuan a month, which is indeed a lot, but it was incomparable to Song Minhao’s monthly income of less than 10 million yuan a month!

Of course Ye Long didn’t care at all, after all, Yan’s mother was standing on Song Minhao’s side!

Through the comparison of salary, Song Minhao has temporarily gained a sense of superiority!

If you want to talk about fighting, Song Minhao thinks he can't beat Ye Long, but when it comes to making money, Ye Long is far worse than himself!

Song Minhao smiled and looked at Ye Long with another provocative look!

Ye Long looked at Song Minhao's expression and felt a little smiled. Does this guy feel superior?

If you want to compare who makes more money, Ye Long is really hilarious. It’s easy to make money by himself. If he leads one hundred million yuan per person, is he his opponent?

Even if he compares property now, Song Minhao is no match for him at all. His funds are nothing more than frozen by the old man of his master. Otherwise, he would have taken out billions in a minute to scare Song Minhao to death!

Even with such a large group under Song Minhao, I'm afraid I can't get hundreds of millions of deposits in a minute!

Some of Ye Long have inherent property, while some of Song Minhao are nothing more than current assets. If they go bankrupt, maybe Song Minhao will lose all his shorts!

Looking at Song Minhao's proud expression, Ye Long didn't understand. What's the point of being proud of him?

Could it be that Song Minhao felt that he was useless and had nothing to compare with himself, and finally found a place to compare with him, wanting to meet his inner needs!

Ye Long really doesn't want to hit this guy, and he can't bear to tell him that in fact, in terms of property, you are not as rich as your brother!

"Ye Long, since you are already sitting here, I'll say it outright. I can tell that you like Feifei, but you also know that Minhao also has feelings for Feifei. As Feifei's parents, it is logical that they should not interfere with their daughter's happiness, but for the sake of their daughter's future happiness, I must interfere. I can't let my daughter marry a man who cannot give her a good life. Do you understand?" Yan's mother looked at Ye Long and said.

Ye Long nodded and said, "Aunt Yan, I understand, don't worry, I will give Feifei a happy life!"

"Just rely on you? Haha, what capital do you have to give Feifei happiness? Is it based on your salary of about 20,000 yuan per month? I am dissatisfied with you and said that my basic monthly consumption is more than 100,000 yuan!" Song Minhao looked at Ye Long and sneered.

Anyway, Ye Long dared not act on himself here, so Song Minhao naturally dared to speak unscrupulously!

Ye Long looked at Song Minhao, who was full of superiority, and smiled, "Is it more than one hundred thousand? I don't think it's much!"

"Haha, it's not a hundred thousand tone that may be your salary in the past six months, right?" Song Minhao sneered.

"Song Minhao, what do you mean? Are you showing off your wealth here?" Leng Feifei looked at Song Minhao angrily and said. This superb face was what Leng Feifei disgusted the most.

"I'm not showing off my wealth, I'm just telling him who can give you happiness better!" Song Minhao said to Leng Feifei.

"Does it take money to give happiness to someone?" Leng Feifei said to Song Minhao.

"Of course it's not entirely up to money, but it's absolutely inseparable from money!" Song Minhao said.

Ye Long looked at Song Minhao who was breathing a lot, and felt a little unhappy. Of course, it was impossible for him to come forward and slap him in the face in this situation!

Sometimes a slap in the face is not a slap in the face, it can be completely slap in the face. Didn’t this guy claim to be rich? Then he would compare himself with him and swell the guy’s face!

"I heard from your tone, are you very rich? Why don't we compare who is richer!" Ye Long looked at Song Minhao and said with a smile.

Song Minhao was happy when he heard this. Ye Long was really overestimating his abilities. He actually offered to recommend who is richer than that?
Chapter completed!