Without waiting for Ye Qingmei to say anything, Ye Hao suddenly picked up an ashtray and slapped it on the table.
A huge sound came out, which shocked the audience, which made the group of senior executives who were still questioning loudly just now stunned.
After all, this is the place where high-level officials hold meetings, and everyone is usually just talking. Who would have thought that someone would even smash the ashtray in front of them, so that they could threaten them?
Before these senior officials could react, Ye Hao said coldly: "A bunch of waste!"
"Everyone is the senior executive of the Hong Kong Gambling Consortium, but they can't even get the agency rights of an island small group?"
"What's the result? The Hong Kong Gambling Consortium has raised you for so long and has nothing to do at all!"
"You trash!"
"You guys are all wearing human-like looks, playing with supermodel watches and cars."
"I'm pretty good outside!"
"As a result, there is no love for the consortium that supports you. If you encounter any problems, you will only shirk responsibility!"
"What are you doing with this group of wine bags in Hong Kong gambling consortiums??"
"I can't even get the agency rights of a group of island countries. Is it still dare to use this matter to question Mr. Ye? Do he have to be responsible?"
"What are you doing every day? Do you have a dry meal?"
Ye Hao's question caught all the senior executives of Hong Kong gambling consortiums off guard.
Even Ye Qingmei was a little stunned.
She now understood why Ye Hao could make Ye Jiutian suffer consecutive losses.
The other senior executives were a little overwhelmed.
They never expected that Ye Hao would dare to stand up and argue with everyone.
And now he is almost pointing at their noses and swearing.
"Boy, do you think you have eaten a few bowls of soft rice and are qualified to speak here?"
Meng Shaonan reacted at this moment, stood up and pointed at Ye Hao's nose.
"I tell you, if you now-"
"Ba"
Ye Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense and slapped him directly.
Crisp, loud applause came out, and Meng Shaonan screamed directly and slammed directly on the desk, in a mess.
Everyone in the audience was in a daze and almost thought they were dreaming.
Some people can't help but slap themselves twice, using this to make sure they are not wrong.
No one expected that this slutty person not only dared to swear, but also dared to hit people.
The key is that the person he beats is Meng Shaonan!
This is a true royal relative!
The son of Ye Wencheng’s housekeeper!
Isn’t this guy who is a stingy person afraid of causing trouble and is stabbed to death when he goes out?
Ye Qingmei Ye was slightly stunned, and then calmed down.
"Bastard, how do you hit someone!"
Meng Shaonan stood up with his face covering his face.
"Have you got into your mind? Or have you not heard clearly what President Ye said just now?"
"My current identity is a consultant, and my will represents her will."
Ye Hao stepped forward with a faint expression.
"I'll hit you, what's wrong?"
"You are just a department manager and the son of a housekeeper. If you think you are a royal relative, you dare to clamor for the executive president?"
"Who gave you a day to be brave?"
"Don't you know what is the difference between the top and the bottom, and what is the master and servant who are separated?"
"Give you a high salary and a high position, so that you can work hard for the consortium, not to make you feel troubled here!"
"Did you understand?"
"Rubbish!"
Meng Shaonan was furious: "You actually called me trash!"
"Sorry, please don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you."
"I mean, everyone here is rubbish." Ye Hao's expression was indifferent.