Ye Hao said lightly: "What? Ye San asked me to come today to teach me a lesson."
"And let me shrink my tail to be a human being?"
Feeling the coldness in Ye Hao's words, Ye Wenchuan leaned comfortably on the sofa, and then squinted his eyes lightly.
From the mainland, he was a soldier king and relied on a Nanyang man as his backer.
I don’t know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, but I think I am really amazing.
Ye Wenchuan quickly made a judgment on Ye Hao, and then he stretched out his right hand and made a quick gesture.
Soon, the door of the room opened and three bodyguards in black walked in with a plate.
Ye Wenchuan narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "I asked Mr. Ye to come today not to teach you, nor to take revenge on you."
"What I want to do is a win-win situation, that is, everyone does a business."
“Satisfied with each other.”
While speaking, Ye Wenchuan snapped his fingers and saw the first bodyguard lifting the red cloth on the wooden plate in front of him, and a book that was about to decay appeared inside.
"Although there is only half a volume of the cultivation scriptures from the Holy Land of Martial Arts, it is enough to make you, Mr. Ye, make a breakthrough and advance to the level of the God of War."
"This thing is a gift I gave you, and it also represents my kindness. Please don't be polite, Mr. Ye."
While speaking, the black-clothed bodyguard placed the wooden plate in front of Ye Hao, with an extremely indifferent expression.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at this thing, but sighed at Ye Wenchuan's big move.
It can only be said that dead camels are bigger than horses.
Even though Hong Kong gambling Yemen is the lowest among the five major clans, their wealth is not something ordinary people can imagine.
"Those things are really a big deal when you treat them as a meeting gift!"
Ye Hao smiled and spoke.
Ye Wenchuan smiled and said, "I said, this is a win-win situation for both of us."
Then he waved his hand again, and the second wooden plate opened, and there was a red real estate certificate inside.
Ye Wenchuan took up the real estate certificate, flipped it for a while before pushing it in front of Ye Hao.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the thing and said lightly: "This shouldn't be something that Ye San gave me for free, right?"
"clever!"
Ye Wenchuan gave Ye Hao a thumbs up.
"I'll introduce what this is."
"This villa adjacent to Wumei Taoist Temple is the favorite residence for those who practice martial arts."
"It is said that such a place gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and lives here, which can make your martial arts great progress."
"A villa like this is worth no less than one billion, and it is not even worth money."
"What's the price?" Ye Hao said without comment.
"It is a witness to prove that Ye Jiufeng did not collide against Mrs. Tang last night, he just collides against you."
"You are willing to mediate and will not hold Ye Jiufeng accountable."
Ye Hao was slightly stunned at first, then couldn't help laughing, without too many surprises.
Ye Jiufeng is Ye Wenchuan’s precious son.
If a person like Ye Wenchuan is humble, he will probably only give this and that one.
If Ye Hao agreed to this, it would mean that Ye Wenzheng's handling of the situation last night was unfair.
Ye Jiufeng can restore his post, regain his power and take power.
Ye Wenchuan only needs to pay some things that he didn't need before, which can only be said to be a huge profit!
After all, for someone like Ye Wenchuan, what is a martial arts secret book? So what about a villa?
The high position of betting on Yemen in Hong Kong is real.