Ye Feng went downstairs and organized the gifts Tu Yongheng had brought, then took them to the second floor.

After some thought, he took out his phone and called Zheng Guozhong, who answered quickly.

However, Zheng's tone was a bit heavy, and his breathing uneven, suggesting he had drunk quite a bit at the Liancheng Hotel.

He seemed to be about eighty percent drunk.

For Zheng Guozhong, it was indeed worth a big celebration; Ye Feng's return had elevated his career to a new level.

Otherwise, his best outcome would have been stagnating at Liancheng Mall, and the worst would be getting kicked out of the company by Xiao Jun.

Ye Feng initially wanted him to prepare some New Year gifts to send to Granny Liu and Tu Yongheng later.

But he could tell Zheng Guozhong was indeed drunk, so he decided not to mention it and would talk about it the next day.

After hanging up, Ye Feng casually opened Feixin.

His gaze landed on the Feixin contact named Little Biscuit. He wanted to type something but didn't know what to say.

Yingying, can we find a time to meet up?

After a long deliberation, Ye Feng finally sent a message to Liu Yingying on Feixin.

As expected, there was no reply, and it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Little Biscuit's icon remained still, while another Feixin group was buzzing with activity, with a glaring 99+ unread messages.

This was Ye Feng's high school classmates' group, which was usually dead silent with few people talking.

But during holidays, it became extremely lively, with all sorts of people showing off their achievements, and women sweetly networking.

It seemed the gathering at Liancheng Hotel had ended, and after this touchstone of a meeting, everyone roughly knew who was doing well and who wasn't, determining their attitudes accordingly. Most of the messages were flattering He Chunqing.

Besides the sycophantic flattery, a large group was planning a series of activities for the evening, determined to fully embrace their three years of camaraderie.

Perhaps because Ye Feng had embarrassed He Chunqing in the private room today, no one mentioned Ye Feng in the group.

However, someone did tag Su Weiwei, inviting her to the evening's activities.

Ye Feng glanced at it briefly and then exited without interest.

At that moment, a piercing shouting erupted from outside.

Ye Feng looked out the window and saw a woman not far from his house, hurling curses.

"You little brat, scratched my car, can you afford to pay for it?"

"With your dad's income, your family couldn't pay for this in a lifetime."

It was already the end of the year, and both sides of Ye Feng's building were lined with tightly parked cars.

These belonged to the drifting crowd returning home for the Spring Festival, including some luxury cars.

Right below Ye Feng's building was a brand-new red Lamborghini, taking up most of the road, with an overturned electric scooter beside it.

A woman dressed in luxury stood in front of the car, pointing at a girl and cursing harshly.

Her words were extremely sharp, while the girl stood there with her head down, silently enduring, not daring to say a word.

The electric scooter looked familiar?

Wasn't that Luo Yan's electric scooter?

Ye Feng had often ridden it in recent days and recognized it at a glance.

And the girl being scolded, who else could it be but Luo Yan?

The woman doing the scolding was also familiar to Ye Feng, another resident of the alley.

Her name was Tu Xiaoxiao, a few years older than Ye Feng, likely in her early thirties.

Tu Xiaoxiao was domineering, much like her mother.

It's known that Tu Xiaoxiao's mother was the queen of arguments in the entire alley.

Even a fiery woman like Liu Hong would shiver at the sight of her, sincerely calling her "Third Sister."

Ye Feng still remembered, back when he was in primary and middle school, every noon when he came home from school.

Every few days, he could hear Tu Xiaoxiao's mother cursing as loudly as the school's loudspeaker, deafening!

And Tu Xiaoxiao not only inherited her mother's sharp and mean personality but also her loud voice.

She was now unleashing her fury on Luo Yan, who had no defense and was on the verge of tears, her hands hanging low in grievance.

Luo Yan's home was not far from here, just a few dozen meters away, separated by four or five households.

Tu Xiaoxiao's piercing voice immediately alerted Granny Liu and Luo Yan's parents, who had returned home for the New Year.

They all came over.

Seeing Luo Yan's parents arrive, Tu Xiaoxiao became even more arrogant.

"Luo Laosi, your daughter scratched my car with her scooter, what are you going to do about it?"

Luo Laosi was a nickname for Luo Yan's father, but generally, people wouldn't call him that directly.

For someone like Luo Laosi, an honest working man with no money or influence, Tu Xiaoxiao didn't take him seriously at all.

Even though their families were neighbors, by seniority, Tu Xiaoxiao should call him uncle.

But a fiery woman like Tu Xiaoxiao had no concept of respecting the elderly or caring for the young.

Even when her family's situation was average, she didn't care about anyone, and if someone upset her, she'd start cursing immediately.

In recent years, she had become a minor internet celebrity through videos, earning money and becoming a Nouveau Riche, making her even more arrogant.

Naturally, she didn't regard Luo Yan's family at all.

Luo Laosi, not knowing the cause, hurriedly pulled Luo Yan aside and asked, "Yanyan, did you damage her car?"

Luo Yan pursed her lips the whole time, nodding seriously, then shaking her head.

Today, her parents had just returned, and the family had prepared a lot of delicious food. Granny Liu had asked her to invite Ye Feng over for a meal.

The area was already crowded with cars, and Tu Xiaoxiao's car was parked under Ye Feng's building, taking up most of the road.

When Luo Yan rode past Tu Xiaoxiao's car, Tu Xiaoxiao happened to be inside, preparing to start.

She turned the steering wheel, and because the distance was too close, there was a bang as they collided.

Luo Yan explained the situation to Luo Laosi.

If that was the case, the responsibility lay entirely with Tu Xiaoxiao.

Upon hearing Luo Yan's account, Tu Xiaoxiao immediately exploded, pointing at Luo Yan and cursing, "You shameless little hussy, you scratched my car and still have the nerve?"

"No matter what, you have to pay for my car repairs today."

Tu Xiaoxiao shouted fiercely.

Luo Laosi and his wife weren't good at arguing, so they could only stare helplessly.

Granny Liu, hearing this, was unwilling to let it go and retorted, "Our Yanyan didn't hit you, why should we pay you?"

"You old hag, don't think I won't curse you just because you're old. Your little slut of a granddaughter scratched my car, so you have to pay me!"

"You're old enough to prepare a coffin if you want to die, don't act all high and mighty here."

Tu Xiaoxiao shouted maliciously.

Granny Liu was so angry she could hardly breathe, stumbling a few steps and almost falling. Luo Laosi hurriedly went to support her.

He shouted angrily, "Tu girl, what are you saying?"

Tu Xiaoxiao was unmoved and became even more arrogant, "Even if you play dead, old woman, you still have to pay for my car repairs."

Such words were extremely harsh, not something a decent person would say.

Ye Feng walked straight downstairs, glaring at Tu Xiaoxiao's Nouveau Riche face, and said, "How much do you want for compensation? Name your price!"

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