Chapter 1160 [1160] A truly wise man regards money as dirt

"Brother, run quickly." Yamamoto Kazuo was so scared that he had long forgotten about taking revenge on Ye Feng.

"Why are you running? Didn't you say that a Chinese person humiliated you and you wanted to take revenge?" Yamamoto Kihara grabbed him again.

"No revenge. We can't afford to offend that kind of person." Yamamoto Kazuo waved his hands hurriedly.

"Haha, isn't he just a Chinese pig? How dare you be so arrogant in an island country?" Yamamoto Kihara said with disdain.

"That guy has a complicated background. The vice president of Fukuryusha came to greet him personally, and now he is going to meet the president of Fukuryusha." Yamamoto Kazuo explained hurriedly.

Then, Yamamoto Kihara and the few people he brought with him also ran for their lives.

"Brother, why would you provoke such a big guy?"

"I...I didn't know he was a big shot when I provoked him!"

"You can run away, but you can't cheat me by paying me 400,000 island dollars."

"Don't worry, you won't lose a penny."

"That's good. By the way, brother, why do you smell like stinky socks when you talk?"

"Can you please stop talking about socks?"

"why?"

"Because... Ugh, send me to the hospital first. I need my stomach washed."

"..."

the other side.

Because Xu Man still had to meet clients, and she didn't want to be involved with these social organizations, so she left first.

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier followed Su Qiyun to the headquarters of Fulong Society.

Along the way, I listened to Su Qiyun introduce some information about Fulong Society.

According to him, Fulong Society has been going through turbulent times in recent years.

Originally, local social groups on the island were very xenophobic, and the Fulong Society was trying to survive in the cracks.

In recent years, local communities on the island have become even more aggressive and have worked together to suppress the living space of the Fulong Society.

They are trying to keep a low profile as much as possible now. If it were in previous years, he would have to bring at least a hundred people to welcome Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng knew that he was being polite, he could also hear that he was depressed. It seemed that Fulong Society was indeed having a hard time.

The three of them chatted for a while about the next action plan, and the car had already arrived at the Fulong Society headquarters.

The headquarters of Fukuryusha is not luxurious, it is just a three-story building, and it is in the style of the 1970s and 1980s. It is inconspicuous among the high-rise buildings in Edo.

Su Qiyun seemed to see his confusion and immediately explained with a smile, "Our president said that the meat of the bun is not in the folds. The places that others can see should be as plain as possible, so that they can last long. This is called "frustrate what you want, and resolve what you want."

Ye Feng smiled and added, "Blunt its sharpness, resolve its conflicts, harmonize its light, and become one with its dust."

Su Qiyun immediately gave a thumbs up, "Yes, that's what I said."

"Mr. Ye is indeed knowledgeable and talented, unlike me, who is just a rough man."

Ye Feng was not stunned by his flattery, "It seems that your president is well versed in the way of Huang Lao."

Su Qiyun nodded. "Our president is indeed weird every day, and we don't understand what he is doing..."

The three of them chatted as they entered the Fulong Society headquarters.

The receptionist immediately stood up to greet him, "Hello, Vice President Su."

Su Qiyun walked over and pinched her face, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, see you there."

The woman grumbled and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Su Qiyun didn't say anything more to her and continued to walk upstairs with Ye Feng and the others.

"I'm not actually a lustful person. I did this just to disguise myself. I always have to leave the enemy with so-called weaknesses so as to confuse them." He defended his previous behavior.

"It seems that Vice President Su is also well versed in military strategy." Ye Feng said with a smile.

"People who live in the underworld are scheming against each other every day. If they don't study some military tactics, they would have died eight hundred times already." Su Qiyun laughed heartily.

Cheng Feier looked at the two men in collusion and cursed softly, "They are birds of a feather." The three of them soon came to an office with a sign that read "President."

Su Qiyun knocked on the door.

A powerful voice came from inside immediately, "Daoyou, please come in."

Su Qiyun immediately pushed the door open, "President, Mr. Ye and Miss Cheng are here."

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier also walked in at this time, and strange smiles appeared on their faces.

Rather than being an office, this is more like a place for cultivating immortals.

The furnishings inside are antique and have no modern feel.

There is also an incense burner on the desk, emitting sandalwood fragrance.

There were several cushions on the floor, and an old man was sitting on one of them.

The old man was probably in his sixties. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a goatee, looking just like a Taoist priest.

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier looked around and found that there was only this one person in the office. He must be the president of Fulong Society, right?

"Mr. Ye, Ms. Cheng, please take a seat."

The old man pointed at the two cushions opposite and spoke to the two men.

Although Ye Feng and the other two felt it was strange, they still sat down.

"Hello, both of you. I am Lu Daoquan, calling myself Jianghu Shanren. I am now the president of Fulong Society. I hope you can forgive me for not welcoming you in person." The old man spoke in a lot of nonsense, making Ye Feng and Cheng Feier a little confused.

This old Taoist priest is actually the president of Fulong Society, the largest Chinese community on the island?

If you don’t know, you might think you have entered a Taoist temple.

"Ahem, is President Lu a monk?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"That's not the case. I just like the Taoist philosophy of tranquility and inaction, so I call myself a poor Taoist." Lu Daoquan stroked his beard, looking like a Taoist master.

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier were stunned by the fright.

It's really funny to hear the word "inaction" coming from the mouth of a gang leader.

No wonder Fulong Society is getting worse and worse and even having difficulty surviving.

The boss is doing nothing, what else can the subordinates do?
"I heard from Vice President Su that Mr. Ye has a very high reputation in Nanyue Province. He has a net worth of tens of billions at such a young age. It's really true that young people are to be feared." Lu Daoquan looked at Ye Feng with admiration.

"It's just a small fortune, not worth mentioning. Money is just a string of numbers to me." Ye Feng immediately waved his hand modestly.

Cheng Feier on the side immediately rolled her eyes. This guy just boasted without thinking.

But when Lu Daoquan heard what he said, he appreciated it even more. "Mr. Ye is so young, but he already has such insights. It's rare! That's right, no matter how much money you have, it's just a string of numbers. A truly wise person regards money as dirt."

Cheng Feier immediately interrupted, "I think President Lu should also be a person who regards money as dirt."

Lu Daoquan waved his hand modestly, "I can't say that I regard money as dirt, but I really don't care about these things. Even if it's billions of wealth, it's just a passing cloud."

Just as the three of them were chatting, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

Then a young man in his twenties came in and asked, "Dad, look what treasure I bought?"

Lu Daoquan immediately scolded him, "How can you rush in so recklessly? Can't you see that I have guests?"

The young man glanced at Ye Feng and Cheng Feier, and immediately smiled and said, "That's great, let your guests also see the treasure I just bought."

As he spoke, he had someone carry it in.

It was a wooden box about two meters long. No one knew what was inside. It was difficult for two grown men to lift it.

"Put it down gently, put it down gently." The young man was afraid that the things inside would be knocked against each other, so he hurriedly reminded.

After the wooden box was placed on the ground, he began to open it carefully.

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier immediately leaned over to take a look.

The moment the box was opened, a strange smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

Zhanlu sword?
(End of this chapter)