"Are you certain that your information is true?"
The answer on the other end of the phone was obviously yes.
After he put down his phone, Yang Tiancheng had a complicated look on his face.
Zhang Lin sensed that something bad had happened.
He hurriedly asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
Yang Tiancheng glanced at Zhang Lin but said nothing. Instead, he looked at Yang Dianfeng and said, "Did you get the news from some other sources in advance?"
"What news?"
Yang Dianfeng was stunned for a moment.
'Yeah! What news did I get?'
Yang Tiancheng was a little angry.
However, his curiosity had gotten the best of him.
"You have invested in Erlong Mountain. Did you get the news in advance?"
Zhang Lin was shocked.
'Erlong Mountain, news?'
Yang Qing thought to herself, 'Could he have gotten the news from the master of Imperial City No. 2?'
If that was the case, then everything would make sense.
Others might not know the news, but the master of Imperial City No. 2 was different, he definitely knew everything.
It was rumored that the master of that place had many high-ranking leaders entering and exiting his place on a regular basis.
At the sight of Yang Dianfeng's confused expression.
Yang Tiancheng said agitatedly, "Erlong Mountain is going to build a high-speed train. Did you know about it in advance?
"Also, were you informed about the development of tourist attractions? Is that why you invested in that place?"
Zhang Lin and Yang Qing's mother pricked up their ears as if they had seen a ghost.
"What?"
"The construction of the high-speed rail line? Not only that, but they are also building tourist attractions and relocating the supermarket to Erlong Mountain…"
Such news was absolutely earth-shattering in the business world.
This was going to be a revolution.
A revolution of the future.
Whoever seized this opportunity would soar.
Just a moment ago, he ridiculed the party for suffering a huge loss.
In the blink of an eye, he became a benefactor. The irony was strong.
If Yang Dianfeng said that he had long heard the news, then Yang Tiancheng would definitely think highly of him.
After all, someone who was more well-informed than him was definitely not a simple person.
However, Yang Dianfeng shook his head and said, "I just wanted to spend my money, but I don't know where to spend it. So I decided to just do some investments."
Yang Tiancheng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
'What? Too much money? Just making some investments? Who says such words?'
The slightest bit of good impression that he had developed was shattered instantly.
In his mind, this was just another case of Yang Dianfeng's lucky encounters.
There was no other reason. If even he, an important character in the business world, had not heard of the news in advance, how could a man who barely secured his nine to five job know the news in advance?
"Uncle, it has to be sheer luck."
Zhang Lin said from the side.
"Brother Zhang, right? Why don't you show me what you can do with your luck?"
Yang Dianfeng said.
Zhang Lin's face instantly turned pale. He wanted to refute but was at a loss of words.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Since Little Yang is already here, he can stay and have a meal together."
At this moment, Mother Yang said.
At this moment, the waiter came to the table and said, "Does anyone want to order some wine?"
"Yes, just a few bottles. That romanti... What is it?"
The salesperson smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, it's called Romanee-Conti."
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's have four bottles," Yang Dianfeng said.
"Yang Dianfeng—"
Yang Qing's expression changed as she hinted at him.
"Qing'er, he wants to treat us, why are you stopping him? I normally drink white wine anyway, since I rarely drink red wine anyway," Yang Tiancheng stopped her.
The salesperson was stunned. He said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Yang, do you want a 100-year-old cellar or a 50-year-old cellar?"
Yang Qing's expression was a little unsightly.
A 100-year-old bottle of Romanee-Conti would cost around three million yuan.
A 50-year-old bottle would also cost more than one million yuan.
Such wines were mainly meant to be collectibles. Who would have the heart to drink them?
Moreover, he ordered four bottles.
The problem here was no longer his squandering, it was his brain.
Spending several hundred thousand yuan on a meal was already over the top. If they ordered four bottles of Romanee-Conti, it would total up to more than ten million yuan.
Even the richest man in Wutong City would not dare to do that.
The salesperson barely managed to talk, but if he remained silent, he felt that the atmosphere would be strained with awkwardness.
"Mr. Yang, you're really lucky. Our store has been treasuring four bottles of Romanee-Conti. We've never had any customers order it.
"Since you're our VIP customer, our store will give you a 20% discount.
"Your table of dishes is of the best package, which means that you'll be spending more than 10 million dollars. So, on top of the 20% discount, we'll give you an additional 20%. This is a rule that has long existed in our restaurant.
"According to our calculations, your bill will total up to 9.8 million. This is already considered a good price..."
Everyone looked at the salesperson in a daze.
'What was this girl talking about?
'Good price? 9.8 million? A meal?
'Even the most luxurious royal family in Europe wouldn't do this.'
The salesperson excused herself.
Everyone was a little nervous. Before long, the salesperson came up to the table with four bottles of luxurious wine.
In front of Yang Dianfeng, the four bottles of wine were opened.
Three bottles were given to Yang Tiancheng, Mother Yang, and Yang Qing respectively. Yang Dianfeng opened one bottle for himself.
Yang Dianfeng raised his wine glass and said, "Cheers, everyone."
Everyone looked at Zhang Lin.
Throughout the meal, Zhang Lin felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Of course, Yang Dianfeng would not be so stingy and not order him a bottle.
However...
"Oh my, Brother Zhang, I've forgotten. I actually missed a person. Waiter, another bottle please."
The salesperson quickly ran over and said, "Mr. Yang, our shop only has four bottles of Romanee-Conti..."
The wine was smooth as it glided into the mouth, there was a hint of spiciness to it, and was warm to the stomach.
No wonder rich people paid attention to enjoyment.
Ordinary people could never drink such a wine in their lifetime.
The salesperson stood next to Yang Dianfeng and wanted to say something but hesitated. Suddenly, he leaned over Yang Dianfeng's ear and said, "The girl that came here with you last time is looking for you in the hall..."
Yang Dianfeng's entire body quivered.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Qing immediately asked.
"Nothing. I suddenly feel like urinating, I need to go to the toilet."
Following the salesperson's guidance, they went straight to the hall.
From afar, they could see the female internet celebrity live streaming in the restaurant.
"Mr. Yang, your friend has been waiting for you here every day ever since she came here with you. We do require the hall to be silent at all times, but ever since she came here, she has been live streaming."
The sales director said.
Yang Dianfeng could feel a headache coming.
It would be bad if the others bumped into her after their meal.
"Pretty, your target is here."
The internet celebrity in the live broadcast suddenly saw a notification on the screen.
She suddenly raised her head and saw Yang Dianfeng nearby. Filled with joy, she immediately said, "Darlings, I have something to do. I'm leaving first."
She turned off her phone and ran directly to Yang Dianfeng. She put her hands behind her back and acted cutely. "Brother Yang, I've been waiting for you for a few days. What a coincidence."
Yang Dianfeng remained calm. He lowered his head and whispered, "Go wait for me at my house first."
"Really?"
This internet celebrity showed a face full of excitement. She had progressed one step forward.
'This was a real rich husband.
'Those big brothers on the Internet? They were all trash.'
After he watched the female internet celebrity leave, Yang Dianfeng heaved a sigh of relief.
He returned to the restaurant once again. The few of them were almost done with their meal.
Ever since Yang Tiancheng knew of his investment in Erlong Mountain, he zipped his mouth and said nothing.
Although he did not look happy, he did not immediately embarrass Yang Dianfeng. After all, he did drink the several million yuan bottle of red wine offered by Yang Dianfeng.
When the few of them left the restaurant, Yang Dianfeng paid the bill.
Yang Tiancheng had nothing to say. After all, he did enjoy a free meal at such a luxurious restaurant.
"Father, I want to go shopping with Yang Dianfeng. I'll go home later," Yang Qing said.
The corner of Yang Tiancheng's mouth twitched, he said coldly, "You have to come back tonight."
"Got it."
Yang Qing smiled happily.
This was the first time her father obeyed her will.
Today was a marvelous day for her.
She took the initiative to hold Yang Dianfeng's arm, looked at him, and said, "Thank you."
"Even if I'm just acting, I still have to be serious."
"Ah, Mr. Yang, you're actually still here?"
Just as Yang Dianfeng finished speaking, he suddenly heard the voice of the female internet celebrity behind him. His whole body trembled.