At 7:30 in the evening, Yang Chen took Ma Chao to Ye's house.
At this time, Ye's house was brightly lit, and the parking lot in front of the door was already filled with all kinds of luxury cars.
There are often tens of millions of luxury cars, such as Yang Chen's Maybach, but here they can only be regarded as mediocre luxury cars.
"The Ye family is really lively today!"
After getting off the car, Yang Chen said with a smile [3q Chinese ].
Ma Chao stood behind Yang Chen, looking into the depths of the manor with his sharp eyes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a playful arc: "I hope the Ye family is a law-abiding family!"
"Sir, please show me your invitation letter!"
As soon as the two of them reached the entrance of the manor, they were blocked by two uniformed security guards.
Ma Chao raised his eyebrows immediately, took a step forward, and said coldly: "Invitation letter? Do you need an invitation letter to enter the Ye family?"
Hearing this, the expressions of the two security guards changed drastically. They had just seen them getting off a valuable Maybach, so they were respectful.
Hearing Ma Chao's words at this time, it was obvious that there was no invitation letter. The security guard frowned and his attitude changed obviously. He sneered and said: "Nonsense, where is the Ye family? How can you enter casually without an invitation letter?"
At this time, several more men and women wearing luxury goods came over, each with an invitation letter in their hand.
Only then did Yang Chen realize that he really needed an invitation letter to enter the Ye family.
"Ye Wushuang from the Ye family went to Yanchen Group in person to invite our chairman. How dare you stop me? Are you afraid that if Ye Wushuang finds out, he won't let you go?"
Ma Chao asked coldly.
Yang Chen didn't say anything, but suddenly he smelled a hint of conspiracy.
When Ye Wushuang went to Yanchen Group to find him in person before, saying that the head of the Ye family arranged for him to invite him, Yang Chen was still a little surprised.
It's not like telling lies at all.
But if it wasn't hypocrisy, why didn't he give himself an invitation letter? Now he was stopped at the door of Ye's house.
"Are you kidding?"
Hearing Ma Chao say that Ye Wushuang invited them here, the two security guards looked at each other with disdain in each other's eyes. One of them sneered and said: "What kind of identity is Mr. Shuang? He is the designated heir of the third generation of the Ye family.
How could he invite you in person?"
Many young men and women around who had just arrived had sarcasm on their faces and were talking incessantly.
"They are really two idiots who dare to pretend to be Mr. Shuang's guests."
"Young Master Shuang is the unofficial future heir. How dare two young boys claim to be guests invited by Young Master Shuang?"
"In my opinion, these two guys must be nouveau riche. They think they can pretend to be Shuang Shao's friends after making some money."
This was the time when the guests arrived. Many young men and women looked at Yang Chen and Ma Chao and kept mocking them.
Ma Chao was very angry. If Yang Chen hadn't stopped him, why would he talk so much nonsense and he would have taken action long ago.
"Mr. Yang!"
At this moment, a voice full of surprise suddenly sounded behind Yang Chen.
I saw a beautiful woman dressed in bright colors walking over. When she saw Yang Chen, her face was full of surprise: "Mr. Yang, it's really you!"
"Hello, Miss Ye!"
When Yang Chen saw the woman, a kind smile appeared on his lips.
He had seen this woman when he went to Jiangzhou with Ye Man.
It seems to be called Ye Xiaodie.
The guests who were still mocking Yang Chen and Ma Chao just now immediately put away their contemptuous eyes when they saw Ye Xiaodie appear.
The two security guards at the door also looked surprised. They didn't expect Yang Chen to know Ye Xiaodie.
"Are you blind? Mr. Yang is a distinguished guest invited by grandpa himself to attend grandpa's birthday party. How dare you stop him!"
Ye Xiaodie's delicate little face was full of anger.