I have repeatedly explained Xiong Jingwu's difficulties, but in the end he still looked indifferent.
At this moment, the pretty woman with the rose tattoo suddenly ran over.
She gave Ye Hao a hot look, and then said respectfully: "Young Master Ye, Brother Chen."
"Director Xiong's car has arrived"
"In addition, an elder from the Long family also accompanied him."
"This time, I'm afraid the visitor is not kind!"
"Long Family?"
Ye Hao smiled, he never imagined that the Long family would intervene in this matter so openly.
It seems that this so-called patriarch should be someone sent by Long Tianao, the Thirteenth Dragon.
Han Chen subconsciously asked, "Where did you go?"
The short-haired woman lowered her voice and said, "At the gate, Director Xiong's face was a bit ugly, saying that you, Han Chen, got mixed up in the stomach of a dog, and you didn't know how to go outside to meet him."
"Also, the elder of the Long family seems to be very angry..."
Han Chen frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice, "Young Master Ye, if I'm not mistaken, the person from the Long family this time should be the elder of the Longmuduan clan."
"This patriarch is a popular person next to Young Master Long Shisan."
"And he has a very good relationship with many people in the Wucheng government."
"This time he followed, probably with the will of Young Master Long Shisan."
"Things are probably more troublesome than we imagined."
Ye Hao picked up the teacup, and said calmly: "Who cares about the people who belong to the Thirteenth Young Master Long, or the Thirty Long Young Master, if they dare to pretend to be compared in front of me, I will not give them face."
"Let them roll in."
"Where does such a big face come from, how dare you let me pick him up?"
Han Chen's eyelids twitched when he heard this.
Xiong Jingwu and his party were arrogant, but his master was even more arrogant.
Today's so-called meeting, I'm afraid it will be the tip of the nails.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and about five minutes later, when Ye Hao was about to refill his tea, there was a burst of angry footsteps in front of the courtyard.
In the next moment, a "boom" was heard, and the exquisite gate of the courtyard was kicked open.
Then an old man with short hair who appeared to be in his fifties strode in in a detective uniform.
Beside him was an old man in Tang suit.
The old man's hair was gray and his face was covered with wrinkles, but his whole person had an aura of calmness and prestige.
And behind the two old men, seven or eight other men and women followed.
These men and women are all dressed in splendid attire, each of them looks arrogant, domineering, condescending, and rebellious. JrNovels.com