The temperature in the air dropped a bit lower again, and the feeling of oppression was too strong. Everyone was inexplicably afraid to speak.
The rich second generation was also inexplicably shocked by this understatement, but for the sake of face, he still stood up despite the shock: "Who are you? What if I just slap you in the face?"
Damn it!
I respect you as a man.
An Zhisu admires this rich second generation, he is really not afraid of death.
She felt that this might be the first time Ye Lancheng heard this sentence in person, and she wanted to smile with her arms akimbo.
"Mr. Ming, who are you talking to with a red face and a thick neck?" Director Li was invited over by the rich second generation's bodyguard. Before he saw Ye Lancheng, he only saw the rich second generation blushing and getting angry.
The second-generation rich man snorted: "Following a guy who doesn't know how high the world is."
An Zhisu:......
male celebrity:……
Female star:……
Lao Tie, you are really good at what you do.
When Director Li got closer, he saw who the rich second-generation guy was, and his old face suddenly became as colorful as a palette.
I think you are the one who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
Director Li glanced at the rich second generation sympathetically, then walked towards Ye Lancheng and said, "Mr. Ye, you are also here in City B."
Rich second generation:......
What's going on, old acquaintance?
Ye Lancheng nodded slightly and said hello to Director Li: "Well, I'm here on a business trip."
"That's a coincidence. We're here to pick up Zhisu, right? It's getting late. Can I take you down?" Director Li has some friendship with the boss of Mingsheng Group and wants to be a peacemaker.
"There's no rush." Ye Lancheng looked at the rich second generation.
The rich second generation maintained his last stubbornness: "Look at what you are looking at."
Director Li is also drunk, this useless thing.
Ye Lancheng took out his cell phone expressionlessly and dialed a number.
The other party answered almost instantly, with a polite tone: "Mr. Ye."
Ye Lancheng turned on the speakerphone and looked at the rich second generation: "Mr. Ming, I think I have to think about the cooperation we discussed this afternoon."
Rich second generation:......
Nani, isn’t this my father’s voice?
"Mr. Ye, are you dissatisfied with the contract?" There was a hint of nervousness in Mr. Ming's voice.
"That's not the case." Ye Lancheng said expressionlessly: "Mr. Ming's son just said he wanted to spend money on my wife. I think since you Mingsheng is not short of money, there is no need to give up profits to cooperate with me."
Mr. Ming:……
What did he hear? His son actually used money to throw money at Mrs. Ye without knowing the truth!
"Mr. Ye, don't be angry, Mr. Ye. I'll call and ask that brat right away. There must be a misunderstanding." Mr. Ming broke out in a cold sweat. Recently, there was a problem with the group's capital chain, and we needed this cooperation to turn around.
What about funds?
"No need." Ye Lancheng said calmly: "He is right in front of me."
Mr. Ming:……
"You brat, you are so blind that you don't even know Mr. Ye or Mrs. Ye. I'll beat you to death if I don't." Mr. Ming immediately scolded him, as if he was not his son.
The rich second generation was dumbfounded when he was scolded: "Dad, I was wronged."
"You're wrong. That's Mr. Ye from the Shengshi Consortium. Mrs. Ye is the chairman of An's Group. You're throwing money at people. Why don't you go to heaven? Your money is not enough to put a hole in someone's teeth." Mr. Ming.
I wish I could fly over and beat my son up, he's really cheating on me.
Rich second generation:......
No matter how much he hangs around, he has heard of the Shengshi Consortium, which is one of the top companies in the world. It is not comparable to the Mingsheng Group. The Mingsheng Group and the Anshi Group are just the same. He is the crown prince of Mingsheng.
, he is the chairman of Anshi, chairman of the board.
The second-generation rich man's legs were weak. Before his father could yell at him again, he immediately bowed ninety degrees and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I'm sorry, Mrs. Ye."
Mad, this time I really failed to show off and was killed instead.
"Mr. Ye, Mrs. Ye, please don't be like Quanzi. I will teach him a lesson when he comes home." Mr. Ming also apologized quickly.
An Zhisu was not an unreasonable person. She originally wanted him to remember it because she couldn't stand the rich second generation's style. She didn't expect Ye Lancheng to be so powerful. Since she had given him a lesson, forget it.
She tugged on Ye Lancheng's sleeve: "Ah Cheng, I've already apologized, so let's be more generous."
"Yeah." Ye Lancheng apologized and hung up the phone.
Director Li was in a cold sweat for Mingsheng Group.
"Director Li, goodbye." Ye Lancheng put away his cell phone, said hello to Director Li and left with his wife.
"Goodbye, bye." Director Li waved his hand and sent Ye Lancheng away like a Buddha.
The rich second generation fell down on the sofa. He got into big trouble. I can skin him when he comes home.
An Zhisu started laughing as soon as he entered the elevator. He was still laughing when he went out and got in the car. Lao Jiu and Xiao Eleven asked in confusion: "Young Madam, what are you laughing at?"
"Hahahaha... Let me tell you, I just met a person who is very good at seeking death. He made me laugh to death..." An Zhisu happily told the story about the rich second generation throwing money at her.
Lao Jiu:......
Xiao Shi:……
The two of them now want to go up and see which brother is so fierce and braver than the revolutionary martyrs.
"Drive." Ye Lancheng gave An Zhisu a look that said, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."
Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi immediately started the car in silence.
An Zhisu had an ominous premonition, and she said weakly: "Actually, I seem to have something to go back to, otherwise, why don't you leave first?"
Ye Lancheng glanced at her coldly.
An Zhisu immediately sat up straight and shut his mouth obediently.
Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi silently lit the wax for An Zhisu.
Madam, please wish yourself well.
Hotel banquet hall.
Xia Jingze received a WeChat message from An Zhisu, telling her that he and Ye Lancheng had gone back first, so that he could rest assured.
Xia Jingze responded with an OK gesture and was about to put the phone away when it dinged again.
This time a text message came in.
Nowadays, few people still send text messages. Xia Jingze thought it was an advertisement, glanced at it, and saw Song Jiaren's name.
He immediately clicked on the text message.
Jinting 1103 save me.
There is not a single punctuation mark, which shows that it was sent in an emergency.
The hairs all over Xia Jingze's body stood up and he hurriedly ran out.
While running, he dialed Song Jiaren's number, but no one answered. Xia Jingze was so anxious that he almost jumped. He immediately called the driver and asked him to drive the car to the door of the hotel.
He took the elevator downstairs, ran out of the hotel, dragged the driver out of the car, and drove the car towards Jinting as quickly as possible.
Jinting was a hotel. He remembered seeing it on the way here. It was not far from the hotel. It only took fifteen minutes by car. If he drove faster, he could get there in ten minutes.
Beauty, wait for me.
Xia Jingze's heart was so anxious that he almost jumped out of his chest. He didn't know what happened to Song Jiaren, but he must be in urgent need of him. He really wished he had wings that could fly.