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Chapter 197 Last Night (Part 2)
With his entire head sticking out of the window, he wore an excited expression and was whistling.
Wei Yuan's open behavior made the surrounding girls, including Yuan Ziyi, feel even more shy and uncomfortable.
After all, under Wei Yuan's orders, they had opened all the windows and drawn back all the curtains, so no matter which side they stood on, they could clearly see what was happening on Xu Feng's side.
Similarly, Xu Feng could also tell that people around were watching the performance here. Wei Yuan was curious to see if they could continue.
Although he sincerely invited them verbally, the girls felt too shy. They could accept watching an adult film together, but having a slightly unfamiliar man nearby made it awkward and embarrassing, especially since it was a live performance.
"There's no harm in watching together; what's there to be shy about? We're not spying; they're performing for us. If we don't watch, wouldn't that be wasting their effort?"
Wei Yuan seemed to have a point, but the girls were not convinced at all. They pretended not to hear him, covering their eyes with their hands or lowering their heads, their faces flushed.
So Wei Yuan had to be more forceful: "It's Xu Feng who's embarrassing himself; he should be the one feeling ashamed. What do you have to be shy about? Wasn't everything under my command just now? Now I order you to open your eyes wide and watch openly."
Despite still feeling very shy, the girls who had grown up in the Purple Robe Pavilion maintained a sense of obedience ingrained in them. So when they heard Wei Yuan's words, they uncontrollably opened their eyes wide and looked forward.
At this moment, Wei Yuan issued an even more difficult command to accept, but his tone was particularly firm: "Shout together at the opposite side."
The girls, along with Yuan Ziyi, thought Wei Yuan wanted them to scold Xu Feng together, but it was completely the opposite.
"Shout with me: 'Brother over there is working hard! A cow has plowed five fields! Brother, hurry up! Sister is cheering for you!'"
Although it was a very forceful tone, the slogan Wei Yuan shouted was so ridiculous that it left everyone speechless. The girls exchanged glances; if this were a cartoon, there would definitely be black lines appearing on their foreheads.
Who shouts like that? What kind of person do they think he is?
"Come on, are you disobeying orders?"
Wei Yuan's tone was firm yet carried a hint of excitement, making one feel that this guy was somewhat perverse.
However, Wei Yuan simply found the situation and the competition quite interesting, and for Xu Feng's final counterattack, he planned to make him utterly despair.
Although Wei Yuan's demands were somewhat excessive, Yuan Ziyi remained silent, and the other girls did not dare to refute Wei Yuan. Yet, they also couldn't bring themselves to shout out without any reservations under his command.
At that moment, Yuan Ziyi looked at Wei Yuan and noticed his expression was somewhat resolute. He seemed rational enough, and she believed he had his own thoughts. Since she trusted him, she had to trust him completely, even though this approach seemed absurd.
"What am I doing? I will follow Wei Yuan's instructions."
Yuan Ziyi uttered this line with a tone that sounded cold, causing all the girls to feel a chill. Even if it was difficult, they had to obey; that was the rule of their sect.
Even though Yuan Ziyi had modernized the Purple Robe Pavilion completely, those disciples who grew up in the Purple Robe Pavilion, now living better lives under Yuan Ziyi's leadership, naturally dared not go against her wishes.
So while they couldn't compare to the special forces who had undergone professional training and brainwashing, their obedience was deeply ingrained.
It felt awkward and disgusting to shout those words, but since both Yuan Ziyi and Wei Yuan demanded it, they couldn't refuse. They exchanged glances and mustered their courage to shout together at the window.
Who would have thought that Wei Yuan would still say, "Your voices are too loud, and your tone is too stiff. Can you show a bit of the gentleness that girls should have?"
This was really bullying. Was it easy to muster the courage to shout such disgusting words?
But looking at Yuan Ziyi, who showed no expression and did not protest at all, the girls gathered their courage once more and shouted towards the window: "To the hardworking brother across the way, plowing five fields like an ox! Brother, hurry up and keep going; your sister is here cheering for you!"
Although some of them were inexperienced, they were not fools. Seeing the current situation made it clear what "plowing five fields like an ox" meant.
At that moment, as the window was opened wide, everything on Xu Feng's side became clearly visible.
The five girls beside Xu Feng confirmed that he was definitely involved in some kind of flesh trade business, and the price was surely not cheap.
Five girls, with an overnight fee of at least ten thousand, Xu Feng really could afford it; this was probably his last act of madness.
At this moment, the five girls were surrounding him, using their best skills to serve Xu Feng, while he was already in a state of furious excitement.
Wei Yuan instructed those around to draw the curtains. With so many people watching, and with Wei Yuan urging the girls to shout such explicit phrases together, they remained unfazed and continued their work. What a remarkable level of professionalism that must be.
Seeing this, Wei Yuan became somewhat irritated and said, "Keep shouting after me, you bunch of loose women. You really are something else, performing so openly like this. Do you need money for treating STDs?"
If this had been shouted by Wei Yuan, a man, the girls might have been able to endure it. However, now under Wei Yuan's command and influence, the girls shouted together towards the window, creating quite a spectacle.
Many people around opened their windows to watch, and some even took out their phones to start recording. Naturally, the five girls felt a bit awkward and seemed ready to leave.
However, Wei Yuan noticed that Xu Feng seemed completely unfazed by it all; it was as if everything around him was out of his attention. This feeling was even more intense than being under the influence of an aphrodisiac.
He appeared indifferent, holding one of the girl's hands while muttering something.
"Lan, don't you understand lip reading? What is he saying?"
Across from them, a man and five women were eating fruit. The previously shy Yuan Ziyi, realizing that this might be part of Xu Feng's scheme, began to view the situation from a different perspective.
Faced with this scene, she not only did not appear shy but instead remained observant and astute. Noticing when Xu Feng started speaking, she immediately said.
Wei Yuan had previously been unaware that among these girls was one who understood such skills. He instructed one of the girls to look at the opposite side and repeat what was being said.
"What are you doing? Get lost!"
"The boss can't do this; we didn't take your money for so many people to watch."
"Isn't it just a bunch of *women*? Why be afraid of people watching? Don't you just want money?"
"Boss, we know you have money, but please respect us a little; we were born from mothers too."
"Fuck your mother, you are all born from bitches, are you afraid that I don't have money?"
This dialogue was completely repeated by a girl named Lan, who understood lip reading, to Xu Feng and several other girls.
Next, Wei Yuan saw Xu Feng take out a wad of cash from under the pillow, probably several tens of thousands, divided into several bundles, and then Xu Feng threw it all to them.
As expected.
Wei Yuan was overjoyed to see the money. Noticing that Xu Feng still had some cash in hand, it seemed likely that he would make a move tonight.
Moreover, once they dealt with Xu Feng, they believed they could find quite a bit of cash in his room.
"Open your eyes and see what this is. Whoever wants to leave can leave immediately; the rest of you better serve me well. This money is all yours."
The girl named Lan continued to repeat Xu Feng's words.
"Pfft, what’s so great about a few stinky bills? I don’t even want your money, you pervert."
One of the girls was insulted by Xu Feng in front of everyone and probably couldn't take it anymore. She chose to leave without the money.
Although she was older, her spirit was still admirable.
The remaining four girls were not as carefree. Seeing those bundles of cash, their eyes were nearly popping out.
"Boss, we can serve you however you want, but can you please pull the curtains?"
"What are you afraid of? If they want to watch, let them see; let them witness my prowess."
Then the remaining four girls had no choice but to let Xu Feng continue for the sake of the money. Although their faces looked somewhat unnatural, they still lay down and continued their work.
"Is he really going to drag this out with me?"
Wei Yuan saw that Xu Feng was not afraid at all, and immediately felt a bit annoyed. He said to the girls, "Find a few more people to go downstairs and bring those reporters up. I want him to perform in front of the crowd for the whole city to see, even for the entire nation online."
It turned out that the reporters arranged by Zhang Sheng had already arrived and were waiting downstairs. At this moment, with Wei Yuan's command, the girls quickly used their walkie-talkies to give instructions to those below, asking them to bring the reporters up, and most importantly, to bring enough food.
"Also have them find a few chefs to buy some good ingredients. We can't skimp on abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, and other delicacies. Tonight, I’ll invite the neighbors here for a meal. When notifying them, make sure they understand it’s just a gathering hosted by me; no gifts are necessary. Please ensure they can make time to come."
Who wouldn't want free food and drinks? So after Wei Yuan's words, within two hours, around ten o'clock, many guests had already gathered downstairs, most of whom lived nearby.
The girls were still constantly monitoring the situation but couldn't detect any issues. Xu Feng remained in the room, taking medication repeatedly and performing as if he wanted to end his life in a manner similar to Ximen Qing.
Although Wei Yuan had arranged for reporters to come upstairs for filming, the sister who had received payment seemed completely indifferent to Xu Feng's madness.
Perhaps in their eyes, since they had applied such heavy makeup, they believed that people from their hometown wouldn't recognize them here. So in this city, who were they afraid would see them?
Meanwhile, Xu Feng was like a mad dog; after continuous conquests, he noticed that Wei Yuan had lost interest in instructing the reporters to film and finally stopped.
After all, those reporters had been filming for over an hour based on Wei Yuan's instructions. The content could easily be enough for an entire romantic action film.
Since they weren't afraid anymore, what was the point of filming?
The crowd nearby was growing larger. Since it was Wei Yuan hosting the gathering, they naturally came over to greet him and get acquainted while enjoying free food and drinks.
They genuinely regarded Wei Yuan as someone special who was preparing to move here and host a banquet.
After all, it’s customary to invite new neighbors when moving into a new place; how could this person not be special?
At this moment, Flying Eagle had already brought over hundreds of his men. Due to Wei Yuan's somewhat urgent tone on the phone, Flying Eagle realized that things might not be simple and naturally did not dare to be negligent.
"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Flying Eagle."
Wei Yuan politely addressed Flying Eagle while also arranging for him and Yuan Ziyi to sit in his designated area, clearly showing respect for Flying Eagle.
“Wei Yuan Brother, you don't need to be so polite; I can't accept that.”
Wei Yuan heard this and said, “Flying Eagle Brother, what are you talking about? All of this is thanks to your help, and now I have to trouble you again.”
Flying Eagle replied cheerfully, “What’s this about? Our relationship wouldn’t be wasted on such things. Your matters are my matters.”
Without a doubt, people like Flying Eagle are naturally friendly; as long as they can chat a bit, they quickly become like brothers.
This person likely lived during the Northern Song period and was probably forced into Liangshan, but in modern society, such individuals can only start from the ground up in secret.
Wei Yuan now somewhat understands how to interact with these people. After exchanging a few polite words, he began to get to the point: “Flying Eagle Brother, I suspect tonight won't be peaceful; please have your brothers pay extra attention.”
Flying Eagle said, “Brother, don’t worry. You can count on me; tonight my people are here, and I guarantee there won’t be any trouble.”
“It's better to be cautious.”
At this moment, Wei Yuan greeted a girl next to Yuan Ziyi.
The girl, in her twenties and dressed in a neat professional outfit, walked over slowly and said to Wei Yuan, “Mr. Wei, do you have any instructions?”
She was Yuan Ziyi's secretary and also her personal bodyguard, having come from the Purple Robe Pavilion.
“Change all the drinks to low-alcohol options; beer would be best. No one should get drunk tonight. Also, bring over a few bottles of lower-quality red wine; it would be ideal if it tastes like diluted grape juice.”
This girl was one of Yuan Ziyi's trusted aides, so she could be relied upon. She nodded and whispered in her ear.
“Understood.”
She responded very succinctly.
It wasn't that Wei Yuan was angry; he was just gambling at this moment. His phone was receiving signals from a special system installed by reporters from the television station.
Of course, the main effect is to transmit what they have captured; don't get the wrong idea, it's not about the previous content of the "Battle of the Plates."
Rather, it is the real-time footage captured by the camera of Xu Feng.
"What is this guy up to again?"
Wei Yuan thought to himself, feeling a mix of emotions.
After driving away a few girls, Xu Feng still remained in that room. He had been behaving like this for the past few days.
The money should be stored in his place.
This was what Wei Yuan estimated based on his actions.
At this moment, Xu Feng was indulging in the Western steak that had been delivered, along with a bottle of fine red wine.
What a wasteful thing; he really knows how to enjoy himself.
This made Wei Yuan grind his teeth in frustration, as if Xu Feng were spending his money.
It was akin to Zhuge Liang's empty city strategy, using some bizarre behavior to confuse the opponent and achieve his own goals.
The more insane Xu Feng acted, the more it indicated that he definitely had ulterior motives.
Wei Yuan had gathered so many people and spent a large sum of money to invite them all just to escalate the situation. If Xu Feng wanted to play, he had better go all out; how could it work without making it as grand as possible?
Currently, the atmosphere felt increasingly strange. On one hand, Wei Yuan was hosting a feast for a large number of guests who lived nearby but were complete strangers.
The banquet was lavish, and even Yuan Ziyi couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Over ninety percent of those present were people they did not know at all.
Only at this table were Yuan Ziyi, Zhang Sheng, Flying Eagle, and Wei Yuan—four people who were somewhat acquainted with each other.
As for Zhang Sheng, after receiving Wei Yuan's call, his extensive media work made him particularly sensitive, and he immediately realized that something significant might be happening. He quickly arranged for reporters to come over and even came personally.
However, upon arriving, he found that it seemed like someone was celebrating a housewarming, with at least a dozen tables and hundreds of people around, many of whom Zhang Sheng had never seen before, which left him quite puzzled.
Under Wei Yuan's arrangement, they sat together, but at this moment, Wei Yuan did not behave like he usually did during banquets, frantically toasting the guests.
Instead, he had the disciples of Purple Robe Pavilion serve the dishes first and then slowly bring out the drinks.
Since there were no familiar faces among the guests, those residents who were invited to eat and drink for free began chatting among themselves, completely unconcerned about whether Wei Yuan's approach adhered to the usual pattern.
Moreover, although this banquet was arranged by Wei Yuan on short notice for so many people, the chef hired was not some roadside amateur, and the ingredients were quite expensive.
Although it was a bit rushed to gather everything at the last minute, Wei Yuan offered a good price, so the materials were quickly assembled.
It resembled scenes often seen in Hong Kong films, where a large group of people gathered to eat. Although the atmosphere wasn't very intense, it was still warm and cheerful. Everyone had acquaintances among them, so they arranged their seating on the spot, giving it a bit of a buffet feel.
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