Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Post a Weibo_1
Hearing this Ye Fei’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
Su Yueru and Little Ye, on the other hand, didn’t care at all.
But Liang Xin and Su Wanli immediately became excited.
"Cancer ya ya ya! Little Zhu, your business is booming! Now you’re even playing in the entertainment circle? Your future is limitless! Limitless!"
"Little Zhu, aunty loves to follow those young celebrities. You see, when you have time, take aunty to visit that Haoming company, let aunty feast her eyes too, broaden her horizons!"
Zhu Ping laughed heartily, "Uncle, you flatter me. Aunty, your request is too easy to satisfy. Not to mention taking you there, I’ll just say the word and they’ll dine with you and watch movies!"
"Really? That’s fantastic!"
Liang Xin, so thrilled that she was hopping around and couldn’t close her mouth.
Su Wanli became jealous, slamming down his chopsticks.
"Ahem, cough, cough!"
Liang Xin immediately shot a look at the old man.
Zhu Ping felt he had misspoken and quickly shifted focus to Little Ye.
"Little Ye, tell me, isn’t your uncle even more awesome than your dad?"
Little Ye pouted her little mouth: "Pfft! My daddy is awesome because he’s my daddy!"
Zhu Ping, wanting to show off his clout, especially in front of Su Yueru, really laid into Ye Fei.
So he half-jokingly said, "You say your dad’s awesome, so how about your uncle and your dad have a competition? Let’s see who can make those celebrities entertain you more, how about that?"
Little Ye stopped talking, pouted, and looked down.
Despite her young age, she had a clear understanding of the situation.
Although she refused to admit defeat, thinking her dad was the most awesome,
She was also aware that even if her dad had good relationships with celebrities, he couldn’t command the kind of authority their bosses had.
Seeing Little Ye quiet, Zhu Ping grew even more proud: "See, Little Ye, your heart knows it already; your uncle is more awesome than your dad, right?"
Su Wanli and Liang Xin also kept egging him on: "Little Zhu, look at what you’re saying, how could someone of your esteemed status stoop to compete with this worthless guy? That would only demean you."
"He’s just a guy living off his wife, having barely made a name for himself in the medical field, how can he compare with you, a tycoon with diverse ventures?"
Hearing her grandparents speak like this, Little Ye got even more upset.
Su Yueru was also furious and stood up with Little Ye, intending to leave.
Yet Ye Fei gently held his wife back.
And then smiled at Zhu Ping: "If you’re not afraid of embarrassing yourself, then I don’t mind having a little competition with you."
As soon as Zhu Ping heard this, his mouth twisted to one side of his face.
"What did you say? I’m going to embarrass myself? Hahaha! Okay, okay, I didn’t realize Brother Ye you had such a sense of humor. So, how do you propose we compete?"
Ye Fei glanced at his daughter.
"Didn’t you just say you could get those celebrities to leave comments on Weibo for Little Ye?"
Zhu Ping retorted, "What, you can too?"
Ye Fei shook his head: "I can’t. After all, that approach is too simplistic."
Zhu Ping sneered: "Then you tell me, how could you do something more impressive than me?"
"I can get them to blast you on Weibo instead."
"What?!"
Zhu Ping was stunned, then burst into uproarious laughter.
Su Wanli and Liang Xin also laughed till their faces turned red.
"Brother Ye, you really are quite the comedian! In a way, I am like their financial godfather! They dare to blast me? Could you stop joking around?"
"Ye Fei, ever heard of not telling lies in front of the real thing? Why are you showing off in front of the boss? This is exactly what’s called embarrassing yourself, you know!"
"Idiot! If you don’t want to lose face, then quickly take back what you’ve said, come over, and toast to your Brother Zhu, apologize! Maybe if you make him happy, he won’t hold it against you!"
Su Yueru, with knitted brows, snapped: "Dad! Mom! Whose side are you on anyway!"
"We side with reason, not kin!"
Zhu Ping, full of pride, puffed his chest out, tilted his head back, and looked askance, waiting for Ye Fei to come forward and pour him a drink.
Yet Ye Fei calmly said, "Don’t say you’re some financial godfather—even if you were their real father, they would still blast you if they had to. Do you believe me?"
"Huh?!"
Zhu Ping’s eyes bulged.
And he just wouldn’t believe it.
"Brother Ye, what is this, you really want to go against me? In front of your wife and child, you don’t care about losing face?"
"Merely betting with words is no fun without consequences. How about we make it interesting? Whoever loses has to bark like a dog in front of everyone for entertainment, how about that?"
"Daddy."
Little Ye looked up worriedly at Ye Fei, clearly not wanting her dad to accept the challenge.
The latter gently stroked his daughter’s little head.
"Alright, it’s a deal."
Zhu Ping slammed down his wine glass.
"Good, a gentleman’s agreement is not to be retracted. This is your own doing, ha! Don’t blame me later when you can’t face the crowd!"
Zhu Ping decisively picked up the phone: "Secretary Zhao, contact Miss Meiqi from Haoming Music Studio, tell her to immediately gather all the stars under her to post a status on Weibo saying ’Little Ye is so cute’. Immediately, right now!"
After putting down the phone, Zhu Ping’s face was plastered with a smug smile: "Little Ye, just wait for your uncle to work some magic for you!"
As he said it, his eyes proudly glanced at Ye Fei.
Meanwhile, Ye Fei just smiled faintly, composedly taking out his phone and sending a text message to Meiqi.
