With Ye Qingmei signing her name on the agency contract, this means that the Ishikawa Group matter has been settled.
It also means that Ye Qingmei has officially taken the position in the Hong Kong gambling syndicate, and even in the Hong Kong gambling industry.
Seeing Ishikawa Yukiko and his party crawling away, Ye Hao turned around with an indifferent expression and his eyes fell on Meng Shaonan.
Meng Shaonan's expression changed and he subconsciously stepped back, but Ye Hao had already said calmly: "Manager Meng, do you still remember our agreement yesterday?"
"If I can win the agency rights of Ishikawa Group today, you have to pack up and get out."
"Now that I have taken over the agency, when are you going to leave?"
After hearing Ye Hao's words, a group of senior executives all looked at each other in shock.
No one would have thought that Ye Hao would mention this matter at this time.
Meng Shaonan also turned pale and whispered: "I, I, I..."
"What are you doing? Since we have made an agreement, we must implement it!"
Ye Wencheng had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face.
"Since you have this bet with Consultant Ye, let's go now."
"For the sake of your hard work and merit for our Hong Kong gambling consortium over the years, I will give you one year's salary as severance pay. Don't appear in front of me again in the future!"
"Someone, give me the money and throw it out!"
Ye Wencheng looked upright and upright, but in fact he secretly protected Meng Shaonan.
After all, Ye Qingmei and Ye Hao really got the agency rights of Ishikawa Group, and they took advantage of them.
At this time, even Ye Wencheng did not dare to offend Ye Qingmei casually, because it would arouse public anger.
After hearing Ye Wencheng's words, his secretary came over and prepared to take Meng Shaonan away.
Ye Qingmei didn't say anything.
However, Ye Hao took a step forward and smiled lightly: "Wait a minute, Chairman Ye."
"Although I understand that you have to take care of your old housekeeper's son, for me, the bet has to be fulfilled."
"It's your business to give him money."
"But before he left, according to the agreement, he had to cut off one of his hands."
"I don't know, Chairman Ye, are you going to take action personally, or are you going to let me do it?"
Ye Hao pinched his fingers and had someone bring a baseball bat and put it on the table.
He looked at Ye Wencheng with a half-smile, his expression indifferent.
If he took action, Meng Shaonan's hand would definitely be useless.
If Ye Wencheng takes action, Meng Shaonan's hand may be saved, but from now on, his die-hard loyalists in the Hong Kong gambling consortium may have different intentions.
To put it simply, Ye Hao's simple words directly put Ye Wencheng into a dilemma.
Meng Shaonan looked pale and looked at Ye Wencheng pleadingly, because he knew very well that Ye Wencheng should be "merciful" to him so that he would not really become useless.
Ye Wencheng's face darkened on the spot. He squinted at Ye Hao for a long time, finally sighed and said lightly: "What a Ye Hao, what a Consultant Ye..."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the baseball bat on the table and swung it down towards where Meng Shaonan was.
"Click——"
Meng Shaonan's arm was broken and the pain caused him to twitch all over, but he held back his screams and kept twitching all over.
"when--"
Ye Wencheng dropped the baseball bat on the ground, looked at Ye Hao and Ye Qingmei with cold eyes, and said slowly: "Consultant Ye, are you satisfied with my action?"
Ye Hao smiled, shrugged and said, "If I say I'm not satisfied, Chairman Ye, are you going to break his other hand as well?"