"I don't know where to let the old slave find you?"

An old man's low and respectful voice came from the phone.

"You are "Longyang", right?"

"I was looking for you."

"There is a person here who claims to be the Patriarch of the Xue family, who seems to be called Xue Mingzhi."

"I also told you to roll over and collect my body."

Ye Fan was talking on the phone calmly.

On the other side of the phone.

An old man, accompanied by several people, was standing in front of the villa at this time.

While talking on the phone, he was preparing to leave by car.

However, after hearing the words from the phone, the old man's brows and eyes froze immediately.

What?

Xue Zhiming?

Xue Family Patriarch?

When he was surprised, the old man did not rush to answer, but looked up at the entourage beside him.

"Ming Xin, let me ask you, is your elder brother wise?"

"Where is he now?"

The old man covered his phone, and asked the family members with a gloomy face.

"Uncle, where else is my elder brother?"

"It must be in the company to handle the affairs of our Xue family group."

"When I came back from the company just now, I saw my eldest brother working in the office?"

"During this period of time, you told us to go out less, cause trouble less, and stand out less. Do we all remember it?"

Xue Mingxin said with a smile.

After the old man heard it, he was relieved.

Then he continued to pick up the phone and said respectfully: "Dragon Lord, you must have made a mistake."

"My son Zhizhi is dealing with things in the company right now."

"How could he come out and cause trouble, let alone offend you?"

"Oh, really?" Ye Fan's faint laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Longyang, if you don't want white-haired people to send black people away, and experience the pain of bereavement in old age, I advise you to ask again."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for not reminding you." JrNovels.com