Sikong Guoxiong grimaced, and his expression was indescribably lost and lonely. Even Sikong Ming, who has always been hearty and talkative, stopped talking, and the atmosphere between the two made Sikong Qingning confused, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Alright, I'll go to sleep first." Sikong Guoxiong left in a gloomy shape.

After he left, Sikong Qingning asked, "What's wrong with the uncle?" Do you think of your cousin again? "For so many years, the only one who can blow my uncle like this is the little cousin who was lost by my aunt back then!

"It's worse than that." Sikong Ming glared at his son and sternly warned: "Your uncle and I are waiting for you so late, just to ask you, did you see their behind-the-scenes boss in Lan Ruochunyang tonight?" ”

"See."

"Are you sure? The boss himself? ”

"I'm 100% sure, that kind of temperament and appearance are not ordinary people at first glance, and I still have this eyesight." As soon as they came out, they were faintly pressed by their group of wealthy children, and the kind of aura on the other party was shocking and impressive.

It's hard to admit your mistakes.

"That's good, you draw the other party's appearance for me, and don't offend me when you see it in the future."

"Okay, I got it."

"Remember, the portrait can't be passed on, do you hear it?"

Sikong Qingning sighed helplessly, "Dad, what do you think of me?" Can this kind of foolish thing be done? ”

"Huh...... It is said that the one who is close to ink is black, you are mixed with Ye Mocheng all day long, if you are brain-dead one day, I am not surprised at all. After saying that, he staggered back to the room, and made his son angry.

*****

The next day, the headquarters of the Tri-Cities Group, which was established by the three brothers Ye Longcheng, Ye Fengcheng and Ye Mocheng, a subsidiary of the Ye Group, welcomed a very important guest.

In the president's office on the top floor, a man in a dark blue haute couture suit was standing in front of Ye Fengcheng with an astonishing momentum. The man is handsome and imposing, with a pair of glasses with thin gold rimmes on the bridge of his nose.

There was oppressive indifference all over his body, which made Ye Fengcheng, the second eldest of the Ye family, who had already dominated the business world, hold his breath. In my heart, I secretly called bad luck.

When did he offend this person, he was able to let him come to the door in person.

The current one is a well-known psychologist who has served as a senior director at Goldman Sachs, Morgan, and Thompson. He has led several classic mergers and acquisitions, and holds two PhDs in finance and three PhDs in psychology.

"Mr. Yuan, please take a seat." Ye Fengcheng greeted stubbornly.

"No need! I have a cleanliness fetish. Yuan Heng's eyes were sharp like a knife and he looked at the luxuriously decorated office with a wide field of vision, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneering arc, "It seems that Ye Ershao is living a good life." ”

Ye Fengcheng's hand shook, "Where, Mr. Yuan, if you have any orders, please say it directly." ”

"I'm here today to remind you that the Ye family still remembers, your identity?"

Ye Fengcheng's face changed, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead, "Mr. Yuan, don't talk nonsense in this case." Our Ye family can't afford your accusations, let alone do things that turn our backs on our ancestors. ”

"I don't think so." Yuan Heng looked at Ye Fengcheng with a critical attitude, his eyes were sharp and sharp, as if he could pierce the heart of a person. "I'm afraid that in the days when the business world is calling for wind and rain, it will raise the appetite of some people."

He said with a sigh: "My cousin has a temper that doesn't care about everything, and sometimes he is really too indulgent. ”