Tomoko Yamazaki had just left, and the door was "knocking" again!

Qin Yan was a little secretly excited, and secretly thought in his heart, it must be Xue Bing's marrow knowledge and taste, and he came to find him again, why shouldn't he?

opened the door, but saw Ye Zhengrong looking at him with an ambiguous smile. Rolling his eyes, Qin Yan said angrily, "Why are you?"

"Who does the boss think it is?" Ye Zhengrong smiled and pushed the door in by himself.

Entering the room, Ye Zhengrong glanced around with a thief's eyes, but he didn't see Tomoko Yamaguchi, and he couldn't help but be a little curious. Glancing at Qin Yan in surprise, Ye Zhengrong asked, "Boss, did it so quickly?"

"What?" Qin Yan naturally knew what this kid was thinking, but he pretended not to know.

"Boss, you're too unreliable, aren't you? Finally, I had such an opportunity, at least seven or eight times, so as to increase the prestige of our Chinese men, and avenge the blood and hatred of the War of Resistance against Japan. Ye Zhengrong said "sadly".

"I'm not as dirty as you. Qin Yan glared at him and said, "Say, what's the matter with me so late?"

Ye Zhengrong was stunned, restrained his smile, and said, "Boss, go out for a walk with me!"

Qin Yan glanced at him in surprise and nodded.

When Ye Zhengrong took the initiative to accompany Qin Yan to the island country that day, Qin Yan felt that he was a little strange. Now that I see him with such an expression, I know that there must be something wrong with him. didn't ask much, changed clothes and walked straight out the door. Ye Zhengrong followed quickly, and the two went straight downstairs.

The city of Tokyo is late at night, with a slight cool breeze.

The neon lights are shining, the road is sparsely populated, and groups of drunken men are occasionally seen wandering the streets, babbling and not knowing what to say. These serious island men who usually wear suits and leather shoes are ugly when they are drunk.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

Qin Yan smoked a cigarette quietly, glancing at the well-dressed young man from the island country who walked by from time to time. The night is always dark, and even if there are countless lights, it is still the favorite moment for those who wander on the edge of darkness. At this time, most of the young people wandering the streets are unprofessional gangsters.

It wasn't until he walked to the door of a restaurant that Ye Zhengrong stopped. Looking up at the restaurant with the door closed, a chill broke out in his eyes.

Qin Yan glanced at him in surprise, followed his gaze, did not notice anything strange, and was puzzled by his sudden change.

After a long time, Ye Zhengrong sighed deeply and said: "This restaurant was originally my father's business, I came here with him when I was very young, but unfortunately, things are not people. ”

Revisiting the old place will inevitably evoke many memories of the past, Ye Zhengrong's thoughts fluctuated a little, and the expression on his face was cloudy and sunny.

Patting him on the shoulder, Qin Yan said, "We'll buy this tomorrow." ”

Ye Zhengrong squeezed out a smile and said, "Forget it." It's still the same thing, but it's missing that emotion, and it's useless to buy it back. After a pause, Ye Zhengrong turned his head to look at Qin Yan and said, "Boss, accompany me to a place." ”

"Hmm!" Qin Yan nodded, not saying much.

Silence is better than sound at this time!

Coming to the door of a nightclub, Ye Zhengrong stopped, exuding a strong killing intent on his body. Qin Yan was slightly stunned, glanced at him in surprise, and secretly thought, "Could it be that this is also his father's property?"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhengrong walked in. Familiar with it, he walked straight to the door of a private room, pushed the door and walked in.

In the box, it was filthy and filthy, and several middle-aged men were laughing and flirting with each other. The man sitting in the center saw someone suddenly intruding, his face was angry, he glared at Ye Zhengrong and Qin Yan fiercely, and reprimanded: "Who are you? Who let you in, get out!"

"Uncle He, don't you know me?" Ye Zhengrong squeezed out a smile.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, glanced at Ye Zhengrong carefully, and said in surprise: "Zhengrong? It's you, it's really you?"

Ye Zhengrong nodded.

He Zizi looked very excited, and hurriedly got up to greet him. "We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, haven't we?" said as He Zizai pulled Ye Zhengrong to sit down beside him. With a wave of his hand, he motioned for the women to get out.

"Twelve years!" Ye Zhengrong said.

"yes, twelve years. How did you come to the island country?" asked He Zizai.

"Uncle He, how does my father treat you?" Ye Zhengrong asked.

He Zizi was slightly stunned and said, "Mr. Ye treats me like a mountain. If it weren't for Mr. Ye's kindness back then, how would I be where I am today? Unfortunately, God is jealous of talents, and Mr. Ye died young. I've always felt guilty, and I'll never be able to repay this kindness. Hey!"

"Since Uncle He still remembers my father's kindness to you back then, then now I hope that Uncle He will repay me this favor. Ye Zhengrong said.

He Zizai was slightly stunned, frowned, and a trace of murderous intent quickly flashed in his eyes, and then returned to his original state. He glanced at the others and said, "That's all for tonight, you guys go back first!"

The others did not dare to speak, and got up one after another to say goodbye and leave.

He Zizi lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, as if to calm his inner emotions. After a while, He Zizai said: "I owe your father a favor, and I will never be able to repay it, and it is normal to return it to you." Say, what do you want me to do. ”

"My father was framed and bankrupt, and then killed. I want to know, who is the main messenger behind the scenes?" Ye Zhengrong asked.

He Zizi was stunned, and said in surprise: "Ye always kills him, doesn't he say that he committed suicide?"

"Do you think my father will commit suicide?" Ye Zhengrong smiled coldly.

"Yes. How could someone like Mr. Ye commit suicide because of bankruptcy? I didn't really believe this rumor at the beginning. "But what do you mean by asking me who is the main messenger behind the scenes? How do I know? Do you doubt me?"

"Why do you have to tell lies in front of real people? If I didn't have full evidence, I wouldn't come to you, Uncle He. I don't want to investigate why you betrayed my father and betrayed the company back then. I just want to know who the main messenger behind the scenes is, as long as you say it, I don't think anything happened in the past. Ye Zhengrong's voice was cold.

"It seems that no matter what I say, you won't believe it. If I don't say it, what can you do?" He Zizi also tore his face, his face was gloomy, and there was a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't force me!" Ye Zhengrong said coldly.