Ye Wenzheng watched this scene with great interest, wanting to know how Ye Wenchuan would perform this big drama next.
"Master, are you there?"
"Ah? Isn't this Young Master Ye? Why are you here?"
Ye Wenchuan came uninvited, trotted all the way aboard Ye Hao's yacht, and when he arrived at the roof deck, he looked very intimate with Ye Hao.
I'm afraid it's hard to imagine that Ye Wenchuan wanted to shoot Ye Hao this morning, but Ye Hao slapped him in the end.
Ye Hao squinted his eyes slightly, and had to admit that each of these old foxes who could rise to the top was extraordinary.
His slap is still vivid in his memory, but he himself seems to have forgotten it.
Great man.
However, Ye Hao didn't intend to just let Ye Wenchuan go, but instead smiled and said, "Master Ye, it's really a place in life where we don't meet each other!"
"Unexpectedly, I just met in the morning, and now we are going to meet again."
"I don't know if the slap I gave you in the morning still hurts?"
"Does it cost a lot to see a doctor?"
"I'm really sorry. As for me, I'm a little young and frivolous, and I'm also a little impulsive."
"Well, I'll pay for the medical expenses."
"You make an offer, and I'll sign the check directly."
Ye Wenchuan looked indifferent, he didn't seem to be angered by Ye Hao, but smiled and said: "Young Master Ye, these are trivial matters, why should you care?"
"In the past, when the fourth child in our family was not in charge, we all carried guns and went to the battlefield together."
"On the battlefield, we were beaten in the face by our opponents."
"Back to Hong Kong City, we were slapped in the face by the powerful!"
"From that moment on, we swore that we must be on top."
"Look, it turned out that the fourth child really took over, and no one dared to slap me in the face from now on."
"After all, I am the third brother of Ye Wenzheng, the master of the Hong Kong Gambling Yemen sect, my own."
Ye Wenchuan seemed to have a look of emotion on his face: "But if I have to say it, no one really dares to fight me again these years."
"Sometimes I also miss being slapped in the street."
"Young Master Ye's slap in the morning brought my old bones back to the past."
"It's too late for me to thank you, why would you mind?"
"What kind of medical expenses and mental damage expenses are just joking, Young Master Ye doesn't need to worry about it,"
Ye Wenchuan lightly removed Ye Hao's embarrassment from the slap, and at the same time talked about the past, trying to win Ye Wenzheng's sympathy.
Ye Hao sighed in his heart, this old fox knows how to deal with people like Ye Wenzheng.
It's useless to be soft or hard in front of him, the best way is to show off your feelings. JrNovels.com