Chapter 33 – Ye Fei Is the Owner of Qingteng Bar, I’m Sure of It!

Sister Hong handed the bank card back to Ye Fei and said, “President Ye, the two million yuan has already been transferred to your account. Please have a look.”

Ye Fei took the bank card from her and checked his phone messages.

“Mm, it’s received.”

“Alright,” Sister Hong nodded. “Do you have any other instructions, President Ye?”

Ye Fei said, “Help me find a suitable office building. Price doesn’t matter. What matters is that it’s spacious—big enough to accommodate at least one hundred employees.”

“Also, it needs to have a large factory.”

Sister Hong didn’t ask too many questions—after all, that wasn’t her place as an employee.

She just nodded. “Alright, President Ye. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”

“Great. That’s about it for now.”

Ye Fei delegated the office location task to Sister Hong.

That afternoon, he prepared the necessary procedures and paperwork.

He registered a circuit manufacturing company under his father’s name.

The business scope of the company primarily included lithography machines and chip-related semiconductor projects.

Because the state was currently offering heavy support for this kind of tech, there were huge benefits in terms of tax breaks and policies.

The company’s temporary name: Kunlun Technology Circuit Manufacturing Co., Ltd.

Why use his father Ye Donglai’s name for registration?

Because he was worried that the secret of him privately researching domestic 0.1nm chips might get exposed too early.

That would mean task failure.

Registering it under his dad’s name while staying low-profile himself would reduce the risks.

But building and running a semiconductor manufacturing company?

Not an easy feat at all.

It would take some serious investment.

Looks like I’ll need to find more ways to make money in the near future…

Ye Fei thought to himself.

Sister Hong’s work efficiency was indeed top-notch.

He had just mentioned it to her in the morning.

Yet by 4:30 p.m., everything was already arranged.

“President Ye, I’ve finalized the office space situation.”

“But the location is pretty far from the city center.”

“Of course, if you don’t like it, I can find another.”

Ye Fei waved his hand. “No need, we’ll go with this one.”

If the office was located in the suburbs, it would be more discreet.

That way, it would be harder to get exposed.

Sister Hong nodded. “Alright, shall I take you to inspect it while the other party’s still in the office?”

“Sure.”

“This way, please, President Ye.”

Leaving Qingteng Bar, Ye Fei got into Sister Hong’s car.

They headed out of the city together.

After they left, a mysterious man wearing a baseball cap inside the bar slowly lifted his head.

He cautiously scanned his surroundings, looking highly alert.

Then, he too left the bar.

Twenty minutes later— This mysterious man appeared in the living room of the Zheng family’s villa.

In the luxurious living room sat Zheng Wanyu and her father, Zheng Jianguo.

They waited for this man to report back.

“Are you sure?”

The man said, “Chairman, Mr. Zheng, I’m absolutely sure!”

“As instructed, I’ve been stationed at Qingteng Bar the past few days.”

“I’ve observed for two or three days. I can confirm that Ye Fei is indeed the owner of Qingteng Bar!”

“Because I saw and heard the manager, Sister Hong—that tall, slim, pretty woman—address him as President Ye several times!”

“She even brought financial reports to him.”

“Just earlier, Ye Fei also transferred two million yuan from the bar’s idle funds.”

“That’s all I’ve gathered so far.”

Zheng Wanyu nodded. “You’ve done well. You may go.”

The man asked, “Shall I continue tracking him tomorrow, Ms. Zheng?”

“No need. Settle your payment with our finance department.”

“Alright, thank you, Ms. Zheng! Chairman Zheng, Mr. Zheng—goodbye.”

After he left, Zheng Wanyu closed the living room door and turned to her father on the sofa.

“Dad, just as I suspected—Ye Fei is hiding something from Wanqing.”

“You heard it all just now. He’s clearly the owner of Qingteng Bar.”

“But when I invited him there last time, he firmly denied it.”

“What on earth is that guy up to?”

Zheng Jianguo stubbed out his cigarette and finally spoke.

“Wanyu, tell me honestly—what do you think of that young man?”