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Little Four rushed forward angrily when he saw his master being obstructed, pointing a finger at the young man's face and shouting, "Are you blind? You want to take Brother Tiger's phone too? Do you still want to mix in A City?" His tone was quite aggressive, as if Ye Wu could dominate everything in A City.
The young man moved his lips slightly, and before anyone knew it, he had twisted Little Four's arm behind his back. Little Four screamed in pain like a slaughtered pig; the movement was as quick as lightning, and those nearby barely saw what happened.
The four yellow-haired followers of Little Four, wanting to rush in to rescue him, were stopped by Ye Wu who coldly shouted, "Hand it over; do you think this is not embarrassing enough?" Saying this, he handed over his own phone. Ye Wu, being an old hand at this, realized that if he hadn't intervened in time, the more than ten people behind the young man would have already surrounded them.
Ye Wu felt a fire brewing inside him. Since he was already there and so many people were watching, he couldn't act recklessly. As he led Little Four and the others upstairs, he began to feel that the situation was more complicated than he had thought. From the first floor to the rooftop on the third floor, every two or three meters stood a young man wearing an eye mask. Ye Wu wondered where all these people had come from. Did the old man hide some secret troops for him?
On the spacious rooftop, a red carpet was laid out, and dozens of round tables were already set up. Every table was filled with guests; it seemed they had reserved their seats long ago. Those who usually followed Ye Wu, upon seeing him, rushed over to greet him politely. Ye Wu Yi suddenly felt the sense of being a leader again, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Third Uncle, this way please," Ye Xiaofei came over to greet Ye Wu.
Looking towards the main seat, Ye Wu saw Ye Cheng sitting at the head of the table, with Ye Wei and several key figures from the gang beside him. They were drinking tea and chatting happily. Ye Wu couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Traitor."
Regardless of any past grievances, everyone had to suppress their feelings today in front of so many people from the gang; after all, they had to maintain appearances. Ye Wu greeted everyone present but deliberately ignored Ye Wei.
"Ha ha, Third Brother, you really are a busy person. The gang only holds a meeting once a year, and you arrive so late; isn't that a bit unreasonable?" Ye Wei finally found an opportunity and thought to himself that no matter how arrogant Ye Wu was, he wouldn't dare do anything in front of so many elders.
Hearing this, Ye Wu Yi felt a sudden flush of anger on his face. Suppressing his displeasure, he smiled and said, "Second Brother, you run pretty fast; I wonder if you've had any Xinyang Maojian?"
"Ha ha, Third Brother! You don't know that Dad always loves to joke around with everyone. What Xinyang Maojian? He wants you to taste some home-cooked dishes and enjoy the pastoral scenery," Ye Wei replied, a hint of disappointment crossing his face.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wu Yi's expression changed drastically as he realized that this was actually a trap set by Ye Cheng. Was there really such a thing as drinking tea? The bowls and chopsticks were already laid out; it was clear they were going to eat here. Wouldn't that ruin his plans? As for Abiao and the others... Thinking this way made Ye Wu Yi feel like he was being played for a fool.
He stood up, forcing a smile on his face, and asked Ye Cheng in front of everyone, "Dad, didn't we agree to meet at Lihua Grand Hotel? Why are we here? This farmhouse cuisine lacks taste! After all, this is our Dragon Tiger Gang's Annual Meeting." As soon as Ye Wu finished speaking, some people began to whisper among themselves.
Ye Cheng cleared his throat, and the murmurs immediately stopped; no one dared to say a word. At that moment, dozens of masked individuals, both men and women, came up from the staircase. They naturally dispersed and took advantageous positions in every aisle, with five standing directly behind Ye Cheng. One of them seemed to be the young man who had been responsible for the inspection at the courtyard entrance earlier.
Ye Cheng appeared disinterested in arguing with Ye Wu and simply waved at Ye Xiaofei, who was sitting at the adjacent table. Ye Xiaofei immediately stood up, took the microphone, and said loudly, "Everyone, good evening! Today is our Dragon Tiger Gang's Annual Meeting. Thank you all for attending. We originally planned to hold it at Lihua Grand Hotel, but we received intel that someone would come to cause trouble today. To avoid ruining everyone's mood, we promptly moved here. We hope you can understand."
With just a few casual remarks, the situation changed dramatically. Ye Wu was left standing awkwardly, which made him very uncomfortable. Ye Wei teased him, saying, "Third Brother, are you standing there because you want to speak?" Ye Wu shot a furious glare at Ye Wei and silently sat down.
Next, Ye Cheng began to speak. The gang meeting wasn't particularly special; it was mainly about thanking everyone for their support and contributions to the gang and saying some polite words to ensure everyone enjoyed themselves at this annual event.
Soon after, Ye Xiaofei revealed the ranking list of donors for this meeting. The red paper with black characters was very eye-catching. This large red list only displayed the top ten rankings. Ye Xiaofei had it posted on the wall behind him, and everyone lined up orderly to take a look.
Once they finished reading it, the entire venue erupted in chatter. Some comments reached Ye Wei's ears; he heard that his donation ranked second this year. How could that be possible? He had donated two hundred thousand! Was there really someone who donated more than him? Unable to sit still any longer, Ye Wei stood up and walked over to check the list. He nearly fainted with anger when he saw that Ye Wu was actually in first place—just one dollar more than him: two hundred thousand and one dollar. That bastard was clearly trying to embarrass him at the Annual Meeting.
Seeing Ye Wei's furious expression as he sat down without a word made Ye Wu finally happy; he had vented some frustration this time. Meanwhile, Ye Cheng sat at the head table watching his two troublesome sons bicker without feeling any joy himself.
Despite being at a farmhouse setting, within a short time, all the dishes were served—delicacies from land and sea that matched those of a high-end hotel. Before anyone even picked up their chopsticks, they started praising the spread.
At this moment, Ye Cheng stood up to take the microphone from Ye Xiaofei's hands and smiled as he said, "Every year we celebrate our Annual Meeting together at a big hotel. This year we've changed venues and flavors. Just like our Dragon Tiger Gang, we must also change our way of living in the future; perhaps it will be more suitable for everyone. Now you may begin eating."
As soon as Ye Cheng finished speaking, everyone started eating. Some began drinking contests, and the atmosphere in the venue became lively. Little Four sat at a table in the corner anxiously; he had no appetite as he worried about Abiao still waiting foolishly at Lihua Hotel. If the boss's plan fell through today, they would have a hard time when they returned.
At that moment, Yingzi walked over to Ye Cheng's side and exchanged glances with the young man wearing a mask behind him. The two of them left the venue one after another while everyone else was busy eating and drinking without noticing them.
In a room on the third floor, Yingzi closed the door and said softly, "Just as you expected, Lihua Hotel. Someone inquired about us last night, and today we received a tip-off saying that a group of people has been lingering nearby. It seems they are here for today's matter."
The young man removed his eye mask and smiled, saying, "Looks like my trick of making noise in one direction while acting in another really worked; all those military strategies I studied weren't in vain." This person was none other than Fei Hu.
"Hey! You really are out of breath after all that. Think carefully about what we need to pay attention to next. We must avoid a situation where we laugh in front but cry behind," Yingzi said, raising the binoculars in her hand to look around the Farmhouse Fun.
Fei Hu pondered for a moment and said, "Based on our last encounter when we were chased into the Great Forest, they are definitely planning something again this time. Although we've temporarily shaken them off, I have a feeling they will soon catch up. The venue is no longer important; what we need to protect is Old Master Ye's safety."
While Yingzi was looking outside, she asked Fei Hu, "Where do you think they will make their move?"
"This place is not possible; they aren't fools. They will definitely act along the way."
Just as Fei Hu finished speaking, someone burst through the door and rushed in. Upon seeing Fei Hu and Yingzi, he urgently said, "Not good! There's a fight upstairs!"
Fei Hu immediately stood up, put on his eye mask, and headed straight for the rooftop. Fortunately, the overall order was not chaotic; everyone was just looking up towards this side. As Fei Hu approached, he saw several people led by Ye Wu, each holding a bottle of liquor, confronting Bald Zhang's group.
Fei Hu shouted loudly, "What’s going on?"
"Big Brother, this guy wants to run downstairs. I won’t let him, so he brought his friends to trouble me," a young man wearing an eye mask pointed at Little Four and said.
Fei Hu shouted twice towards the venue, "It's nothing; everyone just continue eating," then turned around and began to approach Little Four step by step, causing the atmosphere to become tense immediately.
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