Ye Chen's words scared Liu Jiahui so much that his eyes were so bright that he fainted.
Fang Jiaxin, beside her, quickly reached out to support him, hugged his head, shaking it, and shouted in his ear: "What's wrong with Jiahui, Jiahui, wake up, Jiahui, you
Don't scare me..."
With Fang Jiaxin's screams, Liu Jiahui woke up suddenly. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look up at Ye Chen and cried and said, "Mr. Ye, you are killing me! 200 years
Billion, or US dollars, how can I get it..."
As he said that, he cried with pain: "What happened back then was indeed that I, Liu Jiahui, was not a good person, but you can't take advantage of the problem. You want me so much money! It's better to kill me directly than to have so much money! You killed me
, My legacy can be left to Manqiong and my other children, but if I promise you, I will become nothing, and their future will become poor!"
Ye Chen smiled coldly and said lightly: "Hey, I think your idea is very good!"
After saying that, Ye Chen said seriously: "To be honest, I am the head of the Ye family now. I also have Dihao Group, Jiuxuan Pharmaceuticals, Yisu Shipping and Wanlong Palace. The money is so high.
If you don’t have a place to spend it, it doesn’t make any sense to ask for your little money!”
"Besides, if I really take your money, I will no longer pursue you. Then as a son, I did not vent my father's anger, but instead exchanged my father's dignity for money. When I die, I will have no shame to go to Jiuquan.
See him next!"
"So, the best solution to this matter is to apologize for death. Not only did you give me an explanation to my father, but I also gave me an explanation to Uncle Zhong. And as you said just now, if you die, your assets will not be affected.
Any influence, your children can also get all your inheritance, and everyone is happy.”
"ah?!"
Liu Jiahui stood there in a daze.
He originally wanted to take out a broken can and give up, and the damn bird was facing upward to force Ye Chen to lower the price.
But who would have thought that judging from Ye Chen's performance, he hoped that he would die...
In this way, what I said just now is exactly what Ye Chen thought?
Just when Liu Jiahui was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, Ye Chen said to Wan Pojun on the side: "Pojun, I really didn't expect that Mr. Liu would be so courageous. Since he intends to apologize for his death, then you can find him.
Let him get the right time to fulfill his life!”
Wan Pojun blurted out without hesitation: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, my subordinates will definitely make arrangements!"
Liu Jiahui was almost shocked, and at this time, Ye Chen spoke to Wan Pojun again: "But I have a request, Pojun, you must listen!"
Wan Pojun clasped his fists with his hands and said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, please give me instructions!"
Ye Chen said very seriously: "Mr. Liu has such courage, which really makes me admire him. So when you send him on the road, don't make things too difficult for him. It's best to let him go faster and minimize his pain.
, It can be regarded as a bit of respect for me, Ye Chen."
Wan Pojun immediately said: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, my subordinates will definitely let Mr. Liu leave without any pain!"
Liu Jiahui was so scared that he almost passed away, and Ye Chen said to Fang Jiaxin: "Mrs. Liu, after Mr. Liu left, I hope that you, as a vassal, can be a grand funeral for him. At that time, you must buy it for Mr. Liu.
The best cemetery in Hong Kong.”
Fang Jiaxin was also shocked, and she swallowed even more: "Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye...I...I have no control over property in the Liu family..."
"It's okay." Ye Chen waved his hand: "You go buy it first, how much does it cost, and I'll reimburse you for the invoice. If you don't have the money to advance, it doesn't matter. After you have a look, call me and I'll arrange someone to go and check out."
Liu Jiahui became more and more frightened. He knelt on the ground and said with repentance: "Mr. Ye, I sincerely regret it. Please give me another chance. We can discuss the specific number..."
Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Mr. Liu, there is no need to say this anymore. I don't want any of your money. Just go on the road with peace of mind. Don't worry about the rest."
Liu Jiahui was so scared that he burst into tears. He felt that if Ye Chen really wanted his own life, he would not have a chance to survive. Even if he had a billion yuan in wealth, Wan Pojun had ten thousand ways to kill him in one day.
Thinking of this, his desire to survive was instantly full and he said in great pain: "Mr. Ye... I promise... I can't promise you? I've made 20 billion yuan in ten years, and I will definitely find a way to get it together even if I sell it."
Ye Chen looked at him with interest and asked curiously: "Mr. Liu, didn't you just say that you might as well kill you directly than to ask for your money? Why did you change your mind so quickly?"
Liu Jiahui cried and said, "Mr. Ye, I haven't lived enough yet... Please give me a chance..."
Ye Chen snorted and said, "I have given you the opportunity just now, but you can't grasp it."
Liu Jiahui was extremely frightened and cried loudly: "Mr. Ye... How do you want to be satisfied with it?... As long as you can stay in the next one, you agree to whatever you say..."
Liu Jiahui cried out at the top of his lungs, not like an old man in his fifties and successful career.
And at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a hurried voice came: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Chen frowned slightly, and he knew without turning around that it was Liu Manqiong who came.
But Ye Chen didn't understand that Liu Manqiong should be sold in Tsim Sha Tsui in Japan, and I don't know why he suddenly appeared at the airport.
When Liu Jiahui saw his daughter coming, he was ecstatic, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and cried and shouted: "Manqiong, but please save your father! Mr. Ye wants his father's life, no matter what you say
I want to beg for my dad..."
Liu Manqiong looked at Ye Chen in shock and blurted out: "Mr. Ye, what's going on?"
Ye Chen turned around, looked at Liu Manqiong, and said seriously: "Sorry, Miss Manqiong, I have to settle some old accounts with your father."
While rushing over to pull Liu Jiahui up, Liu Manqiong stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes and questioned: "Mr. Ye, my dad said you want his life. Is this true?"
Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Miss Manqiong, I don't want his life. I just want him to give me an explanation, but he was afraid that I would ask his money, so he took the initiative to choose to apologize for death.
Maybe for Mr. Liu, money is more important than life.”
Liu Jiahui didn't dare to let Liu Manqiong get up by himself, so he quickly pushed her hand away, knelt on the ground again, and looked at Ye Chen and swallowed: "Mr. Ye, money is not life-threatening... money is really not life-threatening..."
Liu Manqiong looked at his father's panic and asked Ye Chen angrily: "Mr. Ye, my father is so old. Where did he offend you? Do you want to treat him like this?!"