Ye Hao thought about it again and said, "In addition, if you want to find a way to make the news, you will say that Ye Jiutian is suspected of colluding with the island country and the Sun Bukang Empire, and want to bet on the birthday of the old lady of Yemen in Hong Kong."
"There can be ten or eight more versions of this message and release them through different channels, and don't let people find the person who sends the message."
"We have to put a tight curse on Ye Jiutian so that he can go outside and relax."
"Studying those conspiracies at home every day is not good for his mental growth."
Ye Jiutian is too good at calculating and self-protection. If he doesn't force him like this, he will disgust him. Ye Hao also annoyed him to do some small conspiracies all day long.
Only by forcing him to jump up and down can his seemingly casual layout play the greatest role.
"Yes, I understand, I will arrange it right away."
"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, our Dong family is still a little bit of energy in Hong Kong City. It's easy to do such a thing."
Ye Hao nodded slightly and resumed the conversation.
When dealing with people like Ye Jiutian, you cannot deliberately make arrangements. Once it is too obvious, he will see the clues.
And this unintentional layout can often have a greater effect.
Looking at Ye Hao's slightly frowning and thinking, Dong Liya suddenly smiled, walked over and poured Ye Hao a cup of tea, and then said, "Mr. Ye, you are so good to our Dong family, but our Dong family can't take it.
I’ll thank you for something good, I’ll see, otherwise I’ll give it my body to you?”
Obviously, Dong Liya's words seemed like a joke, but in fact they were finally a courage to speak.
There was a pool of spring water on his exotic face at this moment. As long as Ye Hao was willing, the fire would probably burn at a moment.
"Hahaha--"
Ye Hao laughed, stretched out his right hand and patted Dong Liya's hand, shook his head and said, "Miss Dong, don't forget, I am your father's brother, in terms of seniority, I am your uncle."
"So, if you make such a joke, your uncle will get angry for a while, but you will be punished."
Dong Liya smiled softly and whispered: "So Young Master Ye likes this."
"Then, how should uncle punish me?"
Ye Hao was about to answer the conversation, but suddenly he felt that the topic was not right, and he immediately took a sip of tea with awkward expression.
Dong Liya also quickly reacted, her pretty face flushed.
She read too many novels of the domineering president on weekdays, and subconsciously followed a line, and now she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'll have something to do later, so I'll leave first!"
After Ye Hao finished drinking tea, he changed the topic and stayed here again, for fear that he would accidentally get out of fire.
At that time, Dong Dingkan will come to the door, and I am afraid he will not be able to explain it.
Seeing Ye Hao rolling and crawling away, Dong Liya didn't know whether she should have a funny expression or a disappointed expression.
She stared at Ye Hao's figure, and after a moment she gritted her teeth and said, "Bah, scumbag!"
......
In the Victoria Harbour, Harbour City, Ye Jiutian’s exclusive office building.
At this moment, Ye Jiutian sat on the sofa, put down his phone after a moment, and a trace of gloom seemed to flash across his indifferent face.
Xu Mixue, who was sitting next to him, subconsciously asked him for a cup of coffee, and then said softly: "Young Master Ye, is there something wrong?"
Ye Jiutian said lightly: "It's just that the two old guys are a little bit more useless than I thought!"