Ten trillion

Yi Yun ignored the strange gazes of everyone, and directly dragged Zhang Feng to Luo Feiyu.

Then he looked at Luo Feiyu and said, "Luo Feiyu, this person is my boyfriend, so please don't pester me in the future, understand?"

When Luo Feiyu heard Yi Yun's words, he couldn't help but was stunned, then raised his head and glanced at Zhang Feng, his face was full of shock.

He never thought that he would lose to someone like Zhang Feng!

Because no matter how you look at it from that angle, you should have finished Zhang Feng.

Although Zhang Feng looks pretty good, it is obvious that he looks like a dick.

But Luo Feiyu is very different. Whether he is dressed or driving a Ferrari sports car, he seems to be telling everyone that he is a real rich second generation.

In today's age of laughing poor and not laughing prostitutes, who would let a good, rich, handsome, choose a poor dick instead of choosing?

In fact, not only did Luo Feiyu have such doubts in his mind, but also in the hearts of the onlookers were also very puzzled.

With so many people present, only Zhang Feng's expression seemed a little helpless.

He originally didn't want to mix Yi Yun with these things, because Zhang Feng felt that if he got involved, he would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Recently, there have been enough troubles around Zhang Feng. He just wants to be a rich second generation in a low-key manner, explain Chen Wenwen's incident to Lin Feier clearly, and then get the marriage certificate early.

As for other things, Zhang Feng really has no interest at all now.

"Are you Yi Yun's boyfriend?"

Luo Feiyu took a close look at Zhang Feng, stepped forward and asked Zhang Feng provocatively.

"I do not……"

Zhang Feng just wanted to tell Yi Yun's relationship with him, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, followed by a scream.

Zhang Feng quickly turned his head and glanced at Yi Yun, and found that Yi Yun's green jade hand was on his waist, and the expression on his face seemed to warn Zhang Feng not to talk nonsense, otherwise Yi Yun might kill Zhang Feng.

"Yes, I am Yi Yun's boyfriend!"

Zhang Feng had no choice but to compromise and said softly to Luo Feiyu.

"This is impossible!"

After Luo Feiyu heard these words, he suddenly shouted.

"How can it be impossible?"

Yi Yun frowned and asked.

"Yi Yun, although I have not known you for a long time, I know your character very well. I know that there are many rich men in Jiangcheng who pursue you, but you rejected all of them. I also know that you have always been very heartfelt. Haughty, so it is absolutely impossible for you to like such a poor cock!"

Luo Feiyu stared at Yi Yun and shouted.

"..."

After hearing Luo Feiyu's words, Yi Yun couldn't help frowning.

Because she didn't expect Luo Feiyu to be so smart, guessing so quickly that she just wanted Zhang Feng to impersonate her boyfriend.

"Yes, how could Goddess Yi Yun like this kind of guy?"

"This man looks like a poor dick, he is not worthy of the goddess Yi Yun!"

"This kid must be a fake!"

The people present themselves didn't quite believe that Zhang Feng would be Yi Yun's boyfriend, so when these people heard Luo Feiyu's words, they started to yell at them.

Su Xiaoxuan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and a trace of relief flashed in her eyes, and she muttered to herself: "I'll just say, how could a stinky cock like Zhang Feng be Douyin's boyfriend? So he It's just a shield, let alone Yi Yun, even ordinary girls shouldn't look down on him, right?"

Zhang Feng's expression on his face seemed a little unhappy after hearing the roar of the onlookers.

Although he does not look as good as Luo Feiyu, he is not as bad as they said, right?

If it were Zhang Feng before, he might not have any reaction, and the matter of swallowing his breath would pass.

But now what Zhang Feng said is also the second generation of super rich people sitting on ten trillion, and now they are so belittled by these people, Zhang Feng will still be somewhat emotional.

"Yi Yun, don't act with me here. This kid is not your boyfriend at all. Look at him, he is so poor, he is not as good as a takeaway. How could you like him?"

After seeing Yi Yun not speaking, Luo Feiyu quickly stepped forward and continued.

"Luo Feiyu, how do you talk, who do you say is worse than the delivery? Can you speak with some quality?"

A flash of anger flashed across Yi Yunqiao's face, and she shouted at Luo Feiyu with her big watery eyes.

"I said he might as well deliver food!"

Luo Feiyu pointed at Zhang Feng and said.

"Luo Feiyu, you..."

Before Yi Yun could finish this sentence, Zhang Feng finally couldn't help it. He walked directly in front of Yi Yun and said to Luo Feiyu with a blank face, "You said I might as well deliver the food, right?"

Zhang Feng originally didn't want to care about the affairs between Yi Yun and Luo Feiyu, after all, it is definitely better to do more than less for Zhang Feng.

But Luo Feiyu provoked himself one after another, and Zhang Feng was just misunderstood by Lin Feier, and then was blackmailed by the bitch Chen Wenwen for five million. Although five million is not a big money for Zhang Feng, but in his heart Still very uncomfortable.

So at this moment, he finally got a little intolerable and stood up.

Luo Feiyu didn't seem to have thought that Zhang Feng, who seemed to be awkward just now, would dare to stand up and talk to himself.

"Boy, I said you might as well deliver the food. Do you have any comments?"

Luo Feiyu was stunned for a moment, then asked Zhang Feng with his face up.

In fact, Luo Feiyu just said that Zhang Feng is worse than delivering food. He is just humiliating Zhang Feng. He feels that even if Zhang Feng's family environment is good, he is at most an ordinary person.

As the eldest son of the Luo family in Jiangcheng, Luo Feiyu wanted to clean up an ordinary person.

"You seem to like the profession of food delivery, right?"

Zhang Feng looked at Luo Feiyu with a faint smile.

"You... what do you mean?"

Luo Feiyu looked at Zhang Feng and couldn't help being stunned for a while, a trace of puzzlement flashed across his face.

"It's not interesting. Since you like to deliver food so much, you can go to deliver food from today!"

Zhang Feng replied faintly, and then directly took out his mobile phone to make a call to Fang Zhihua.

In Jiangcheng, anyone with a bit of prestige basically has contacts with Fang Zhihua.

It can be said that Fang Zhihua is the leader of Jiangcheng City. Fang Zhihua's words can definitely make a family bankrupt. Even if Fang Zhihua can't do it, Zhang Feng can use his own relationship to do it.

Therefore, in Zhang Feng's eyes, the Luo family where Luo Feiyu is located is nothing more than an ant-like existence. Zhang Feng's desire to make the Luo family become a disciple is just a matter of one sentence.