In the evening, Victoria Harbour has sunset afterglow, which is one of the best views.
Ye Hao sat on the rooftop of a cruise ship, looking through dozens of newly purchased newspapers.
But after finishing it, he looked regretful.
I can only say that these reporters are still very timid. They have already given them such a big piece of information, but the things they wrote are not painful.
Whether it was Ye Jiutian or Ye Wenchuan, these reporters kept their face.
"It turns out that it's amazing to have money and power."
“Even the media mouthpiece can control it.”
Just as Ye Hao was feeling emotion, he saw a figure walking on the yacht and sitting down on the recliner beside Ye Hao.
The leader of the Yemen Sect in Hong Kong, Ye Wenzheng.
He was wearing a Hawaiian-style floral shirt today, wearing a large sunglasses, and had no followers around him.
If Ye Hao hadn't known him, he would have regarded this as an ordinary uncle on the roadside.
Seeing Ye Wenzheng lying down, Ye Hao poured a cup of coffee and handed it over, and said lightly: "Why is Master Ye so happy to come to me?"
This is the territory that Cui Yingxia just arranged for Ye Hao. After all, Ye Hao is already tired of staying in the Sanshi Hotel.
The garden villa in Yemen, Hong Kong gambling, can’t go there just by nothing to do, as it can attract people, so Ye Hao wanted to change the environment.
After taking the coffee handed over by Ye Hao, Ye Wenzheng smiled and said, "To be honest, I don't like coffee."
"Although this thing is refreshing, it can help us stay awake."
"But sometimes, it's rare to be confused."
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes and then smiled and said, "It seems that Master Ye has encountered something."
"I don't know if I need my help?"
Ye Wenzheng was silent for a moment before whispering: "My second brother called me just now."
Ye Hao said with great interest: "The legendary Hong Kong gambling second house in Yemen, Ye Wenshan, who is obsessed with martial arts?"
"It's him." Ye Wenzheng held the coffee cup and sighed with emotion.
"Although my second brother never interferes in Hong Kong gambling on Yemen, he only focuses on practicing martial arts."
"But it is precisely because of this that his status in Hong Kong's Yemen is extremely transcendent."
"Although I can't compare with the old lady, I'm not much worse."
"And my second brother called me this time to ask me for something."
Ye Hao thought for a while and said, "Did Ye Jiufeng be released?"
Ye Wenzheng's eyes flashed slightly, obviously he could not have imagined that Ye Hao had guessed so accurately.
He nodded slightly and said, "That's right."
"Of course, my second brother didn't tell me directly, just told me that Ye Jiufeng is his very good-looking second generation of the Yemen in Hong Kong. Maybe he will have the chance to inherit his mantle in the future."
Ye Hao frowned and said, "What is the matter for Master Ye to do?"
"It's not easy to deal with, but it's impossible to deal with it." Ye Wenzheng chuckled, "I'm waiting for someone to come to the door in person and ask me for someone."
"Master Ye San? Will he come?" Ye Hao said.
"Yes, he will definitely come. If he hadn't been slapped by you today and went to the hospital to deal with his injuries, he might have come now."
Ye Wenzheng spoke with a deep meaning, as if he wanted to know what happened to Ye Hao and Ye Wenchuan.
However, in his identity, he can only hint at some things and cannot ask more questions.
Ye Hao didn't care and was about to tell what happened today.
But at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes fell to the entrance of the yacht marina.
A striking Mercedes-Benz Maybach drove in, the door opened, Ye Wenchuan kicked open the door and walked down.