For him, he only has two demands now, one is to make Liu Jiahui pay the price for breaking his promise to his father back then, and the other is to make him pay for Uncle Zhong.

The second matter can be solved with money, but the first matter is definitely not a matter of money.

He, Ye Chen, would not use his father's name to go to Liu Jiahui to amass money wantonly.

In Ye Chen's view, the first thing is to make Liu Jiahui pay a price other than money, including but not limited to personality, dignity and physical punishment.

However, he didn't want to let Liu Jiahui breathe a sigh of relief so soon. For this matter, Liu Jiahui had to be oppressed enough first, to scare him half to death, and finally give him a chance to breathe.

So, Ye Chen looked at him and said coldly: "Liu Jiahui, who do you think is more guilty, you or Zhong Yunqiu?"

Ye Chen's words frightened Liu Jiahui, even his lips were pale, like a living dead who just finished painting dead makeup.

What he was most afraid of was Ye Chen asking such a question.

This also means that Ye Chen's punishment for him should take Zhong Yunqiu as the benchmark.

"If my crime is less than Zhong Yunqiu's, then it's easy to say, if my crime is greater than Zhong Yunqiu's, then my compensation amount must not be lower than Zhong Yunqiu's standard."

"That's ten billion dollars in ten years...and it's US dollars...Fang Jiaxin has been with me for so many years, and I didn't give her 100 million dollars. This guy surnamed Ye suddenly came out and asked me to take out so much money. It makes me uncomfortable to kill me..."

"But...but he is so powerful, how can I offend him? Not to mention Wanlongdian, even Hong Yuanshan from Hongmen can't resist me!"

Thinking of this, Liu Jiahui's whole body trembled like chaff in fear.

At this moment, he didn't know how to answer Ye Chen's question.

Because he knew very well in his heart that he turned his back on Ye Chen's dead father, which was tantamount to being disrespectful to his father. Logically speaking, this crime was much greater than Zhong Yunqiu's inability to teach his son! More than double the size!

However, how could he say this?

Once this is said, it will be a lot of money!

Thinking of this, Liu Jiahui, who loves money like his life in his bones, broke down and cried. He pleaded with snot and tears: "Mr. Ye... Please, for the sake of repentance, let me take practical actions next time." For the opportunity of redemption, I would like to kneel in front of your father's grave for three days and three nights to express my repentance, and at the same time, I also pray that he will know and forgive me for the mistakes I made when I was young..."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Zhaozhong and said seriously: "I have delayed Ah Zhong's youth for 20 years, and I would like to compensate him for 20 years' income based on the highest income of a professional manager in Hong Kong Island!"

Ye Chen laughed out loud when he heard it: "Oh, Mr. Liu, you are really good at calculating. The highest income of a professional manager in Hong Kong Island cannot exceed 100 to 200 million Hong Kong dollars a year. Five billion Hong Kong dollars is at the end, you just said two billion US dollars in 20 years, and now it is less than one billion US dollars, you are reporting less and less money, right?"

Liu Jiahui trembled in fright, and quickly said: "No, no, that's not what I meant, Mr. Ye, I'm willing to go to your father's grave and kneel for three days and three nights, and then spend two billion dollars over twenty years!"

Ye Chen looked at him, smiled playfully, and deliberately frightened him: "Let me make a price, 20 billion US dollars in ten years, if you agree, we will continue to chat, if you don't agree, then there is no need to talk!"

Ye Chen's words frightened Liu Jiahui's eyes, and he passed out immediately.

Fang Jiaxin who was beside him quickly reached out to support him, hugged his head, and while shaking, shouted hoarsely in his ear: "Jiahui, what's wrong with you, Jiahui, wake up, Jiahui, you Don't scare me..."

Following Fang Jiaxin's screams, Liu Jiahui woke up suddenly. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look up at Ye Chen and cry, "Mr. Ye, you are killing me! 10 years 200 100 million, or US dollars, how can I get it out..."

As he said that, he cried bitterly: "The thing that happened back then was that I, Liu Jiahui, was nothing, but you can't take advantage of it and ask me for so much money! You might as well just kill me if you want so much money! You killed me , my inheritance can still be left to Man Qiong, and my other children, but if I want to promise you, but I will become nothing, and their future will become poor and white!"

Ye Chen smiled coldly, and said lightly: "Hey, I think your idea is very good!"

After all, Ye Chen said seriously: "To tell you the truth, I am now the head of the Ye family, and I also have Emgrand Group, Jiuxuan Pharmaceutical, Yisu Shipping and Wanlongdian in my hand. There is no place to spend it, and it doesn't make sense to ask you for this little money!"

"Besides, if I really take your money, I won't pursue you anymore. Then, as a son, I didn't give my father an excuse. Instead, I exchanged my father's dignity for money. After I die, I won't have the face to go to the Nine Springs. See you next time!"

"So, the best solution to this matter is that you apologize with death, not only to have an explanation to my father, but also to Uncle Zhong, and as you said just now, when you die, your assets will not be affected. Regardless of any impact, your children can also get all of your inheritance, and everyone is happy." JrNovels.com