"It's an ex-boyfriend, but it's his self-styled, I haven't admitted it. Jing Siqi also laughed in a low voice, biting Ye Ye's ear, "His name is Yang Wenhao, the young master of the Yang Group, and he has been pestering me all the time. However, his family has business dealings with my family, so he can't make his face too ugly. Actually, you've met him once. ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Ye remembered that this guy was the guy in the shirt who scolded him on his first day as a security guard on duty in the parking lot of Jingyang Mansion.

That day, he also used a little trick to frame the other party with a card to find a young lady, and Jing Siqi also happened to take the opportunity to get rid of him.

"It turned out to be him, then our play will be a little bit more in place. Ye Ye whispered with a grin, withdrew the hand that held Jing Siqi, and reached out to hug her soft waist.

Jing Siqi's body shrank and did not resist.

If you have a cheap, you can't take it, but if you have oil, you must rub it, Ye Ye simply took an inch, and pinched Jing Siqi's waist with his palm.

This time it was a bit excessive, Jing Siqi was secretly annoyed, he couldn't have a seizure, he still kept a smile on his face, and he still looked like he was intimately laughing with Ye Ye.

The two acted so well that Yang Wenhao was not lightly stimulated, staring at Ye Ye like two knives, eager to insert him into a thousand holes.

The auction began to enter, and well-dressed dignitaries and dignitaries rushed in.

"Alright, I'm in, you wait for me outside. Jing Siqi gently broke away from Ye Ye's salty pig hand, and whispered in his ear: "You actually dare to tease the boss, wait for me to come out and settle accounts with you!"

The auction is an invitation system, and those who do not have an invitation card, let alone participate in the bidding, are not even qualified to enter the venue to see the excitement. Those who are eligible to be invited are all figures from the local high society in Jiangcheng, and they are all either rich or expensive. Although Ye Ye is now said to have just gotten rich overnight, with 10 million belongings, he is barely a small rich man, but he is still not worth mentioning in front of these characters, and he is naturally not worthy of such an invitation card.

Jing Siqi entered, and Ye Ye was bored, holding his arms in the corridor outside the auction hall and watching TV.

It's not actually TV, it's the video promotion of this auction. The LCD screen hanging on the wall of the hallway plays these objects over and over again, detailing the collection at auction. The collection is diverse, ranging from antiques such as bronzes, porcelain, jade, to works of art such as calligraphy and paintings.

A question suddenly popped up in Ye Ye's heart, a woman with a super dedication like Jing Siqi shouldn't have the heart to toss these playthings and burn money, and she doesn't know what she is trying to do?

"Brother, what are you doing standing here alone? Jing Siqi's "ex-boyfriend" Yang Wenhao walked out of the auction hall and took the initiative to greet Ye Ye with a smile.

Ye Ye didn't bother to look at him, turned his back and lit a cigarette.

Yang Wenhao refused to let Ye Ye go like this, approached and stood next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother, may I ask the name of Gao, why don't you go in to bid?"

Ye Ye said lightly: "I'm a layman, I don't know how to play with antique calligraphy and painting, and I don't have that hobby." ”

"Can't play or can't afford to play? I think you don't even have an invitation card, and you can't get in if you want to, right?" Yang Wenhao sneered, pressing step by step, he had to peel off Ye Ye's foundation.

Ye Ye was not interested in doing this kind of boring face-to-face dispute with this gentleman boy, so he simply didn't bother to deal with it, turned to the window glass in the corridor, and concentrated on admiring the smoke rings he spit out.

Ye Ye's avoidance posture was seen as a weak and timid heart, so Yang Wenhao became more and more hardened, and his words became more and more harsh: "People must know their own catties, don't brace yourself if you can't afford to play! Do you know what Jing Siqi's family background is? Just like you, it's not worthy of her shoes!"

"Of course I don't deserve to carry my shoes. Ye Ye turned his head suddenly, and his cold gaze hit Yang Wenhao's complacent face: "I only have the key, three yuan and one hand, ten yuan and three handfuls, do you deserve it?"

This kind of "key" sounds a little inexplicable. Yang Wenhao was stunned for two minutes before he finally heard that Ye Ye was scolding in front of him, and it was the kind that was rude and difficult to hear.

When did Yang Gongzi, who has always been arrogant and domineering, suffer this humiliation, he was so angry that his face swelled into vermilion liver, his left hand grabbed Ye Ye's collar, and his right hand picked up his fist and hit Ye Ye's face.

Bang. Yang Wenhao's claws didn't touch Ye Ye's side, and he hit his nose first, and his nostrils were like a spring that had been chiseled out, but he was bleeding out.

Ye Ye still has the strength of his subordinates, to deal with this kind of weak chicken thing, one left hand is enough, and the cigarette he is holding in his right hand has not even dropped a trace of cigarette ash.

"Lao Tzu will kill you!" Yang Wenhao touched his nose and saw the blood on his hands, and immediately became furious, and pounced on Ye Ye with his teeth and claws, putting on a desperate posture.

In the next second, Yang Wenhao was kicked and flew backwards, and his back slid a mark several meters long on the floor of the corridor, just like a mop dragged out.

This kick was much heavier than the previous punch, and Yang Wenhao was lying on the ground humming and chirping, unable to get up half-loud.

Ye Ye slowly stepped forward, raised a foot and stepped on Yang Wenhao's chest, admiring the other party's frightened face, and said with a smile: "Young Master Yang, haven't you always had to worry that you have money? I just want to ask you, can your money buy me not to step on this foot?"

"You make an offer, you make an offer, it's easy to negotiate how much you want......" Yang Wenhao's face was full of horror.

"Looks like you still don't get it. Money has only one use, and that is to buy things, but you still have to see if others sell them. Ye Ye shook his head slowly, and the foot on Yang Wenhao's chest slowly stepped on it.

Yang Wenhao could feel his ribs squeaking, the air in his lungs was squeezed out little by little, and his eyes began to blacken.

Ye Ye raised his foot and let go, Yang Wenhao took a sharp breath, and then he felt that he was alive again. But Ye Ye didn't speak, he didn't dare to get up for a while, so he just lay on the ground honestly.

"Get up, get up, how cold it is lying on the ground!" Ye Ye just gave this guy a long lesson, and he didn't treat him as an enemy at all, so he couldn't hold back a smile and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

Yang Wenhao didn't dare to say a word to him anymore, spread his legs and ran into the elevator, pressed the door and twisted, and then mustered up the courage to shout at Ye Ye: "You wait for Lao Tzu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head immediately retracted into the elevator that was closing.

Ye Ye couldn't help but burst out laughing when he looked at it.