Liu Jiahui was so frightened by Ye Chen's words that he almost fainted.
He thought to himself with great fear: "Zhong Yunqiu's prodigal son provoked Ye Chen, and he was blackmailed by Ye Chen for ten billion US dollars over ten years. I offended Ye Chen's father twenty years ago, and even went back on my word. According to this
Look at it this way, my sin... is much greater than Zhong Yunqiu's..."
Thinking of this, his voice was almost crying, and he begged repeatedly: "Mr. Ye, it's all my fault, Liu Jiahui, for being dishonest and going back on my word. I really know my mistake. I am willing to fly to your father Ye Changying's grave overnight to kowtow in front of Mr. Ye's grave."
I apologize and am willing to kowtow to Ah Zhong and apologize. As long as you can forgive me this time, from now on, I will never embarrass Ah Zhong. From now on, Ah Zhong will be my opposite-sex brother, Liu Jiahui. If you need me, Liu Jiahui, for anything, just say
I, Liu Jiahui, will definitely try my best!"
Ye Chen sneered and said: "Mr. Liu, you and I have known each other for some time. Do you think I, Ye Chen, am such an easy person to talk to?"
Liu Jiahui choked up and said: "Mr. Ye, please take into account my age and spare me this time..."
Ye Chen asked him again: "Then do you think I, Ye Chen, am such a kind person? If you are old, isn't Zhong Yunqiu just that old? Isn't his age younger than yours?
?”
"This... this..." Liu Jiahui saw that Ye Chen was aggressive and seemed unwilling to be accommodating to him, so he could only say: "Mr. Ye, please give me a chance to change my ways for the sake of Man Qiong.
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"Manqiong?" Ye Chen smiled and said seriously: "Miss Manqiong is indeed a good girl, and she is fundamentally different from you. You are a villain who can't keep your word, but she can always
Keep your promises!"
After a pause, Ye Chen continued: "She promised the vendors at the snack street stalls more than ten years ago that she would never increase the rent, and she did it. What about you? What have you done for more than ten years in a row?
Something about keeping your promise?”
Liu Jiahui didn't know how to answer for a while.
Ye Chen continued: "Liu Jiahui, if you can tell me something about your commitment to abide by your promise, I can also consider giving you a lighter sentence, but if you can't tell me, don't take Miss Manqiong.
You came out to use it as a shield. After all, you are already fifty years old this year. When something happens, you use your daughter as a shield. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word spreads about it?"
Liu Jiahui's expression was as ugly as a bitter gourd.
He racked his brains and couldn't think of anything he could do to truly keep his promise.
After thinking about it, he didn't know how to deal with it. He could only look at Ye Chen and said pitifully: "Mr. Ye...the three things you mentioned are all my fault. I don't dare to quibble. I just ask you."
Please tell me how we can make up for it..."
Ye Chen said calmly: "How to make up for it is up to you. Let me see how sincere you are in repenting."
"I..." Liu Jiahui was speechless for a moment. If he had to say it himself, he wouldn't have the courage.
If there is less sincerity, Ye Chen will definitely not agree, and may even be angry because of it;
If he had been more sincere, Ye Chen might have agreed, but he would probably be in extreme pain.
After thinking about it, he hesitated and said: "Mr. Ye... I am willing to spend 100 million US dollars every year in the next twenty years to make up for the mistakes I have made in the past twenty years. What do you think..."
After saying that, he looked at Ye Chen anxiously, fearing that Ye Chen would suddenly become angry.
Two billion US dollars in a total of twenty years is a huge sum of money in the eyes of most people, but Liu Jiahui knows in his heart that to Ye Chen, this is nothing at all.
You know, Zhong Yunqiu agreed to ten billion in ten years in exchange for Ye Chen's forgiveness.
Two billion in twenty years and ten billion in ten years. The difference here is not only the five-fold relationship between ten billion and two billion. If we take into account the interest rate with an extra ten-year cycle and the multiple factors of ten-year inflation,
His two billion is actually at best one-eighth, or even one-tenth, of Zhong Yunqiu's.
Therefore, when he took the initiative to tell the price, he was extremely uneasy in his heart, fearing that Ye Chen would fall out immediately if he was dissatisfied.
Ye Chen looked at Liu Jiahui expressionlessly at this time, having already seen through this guy's nature in his heart.
Although he smiles with everyone all day long, in fact, this old guy is a standard miser.
Taking advantage of Zhong Yunqiu's experience, he could still offer a price of two billion over twenty years. This clearly meant that he wanted money rather than his life.
However, Ye Chen didn't really want his money.
For him, he only has two demands now, one is to make Liu Jiahui pay for breaking the promise to his father, and the other is to make him compensate Uncle Zhong.
The second thing can be solved with money, but the first thing is never about money.
He, Ye Chen, would not use his father's name to go to Liu Jiahui to make money wantonly.
In Ye Chen's view, the first thing is that Liu Jiahui must 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. In this matter, he had to put enough pressure on Liu Jiahui first, 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, and even his lips turned pale, like a living dead who had just finished applying dead makeup.
What he was most afraid of was that Ye Chen would ask such a question.
This also means that Ye Chen's punishment for him must be based on Zhong Yunqiu.
"If my crime is smaller than Zhong Yunqiu's, that's easy to say. If my crime is bigger than Zhong Yunqiu's, then my compensation amount must not be lower than Zhong Yunqiu's standards."
"That's 10 billion dollars in ten years...and it's still US dollars...Fang Jiaxin has been with me for so many years, and I haven't given her 100 million US dollars. This person named Ye suddenly came out and asked me to give out so much money. This is worse than
It makes me feel uncomfortable to take my life..."
"But...but he is so powerful, how can I offend him? Let alone Wanlong Palace, even Hong Yuanshan of Hongmen can't resist me!"
Thinking of this, Liu Jiahui's whole body trembled with fear like a sieve of chaff.
At this time, he had no idea how to answer Ye Chen's question.
Because he knew very well that his betrayal of Ye Chen's dead father was tantamount to disrespect for his father. Logically speaking, this sin was much greater than Zhong Yunqiu's failure to teach his son! It was more than twice as big!
But how could he say this?
Once this is said, it will be a lot of money!
Thinking of this, Liu Jiahui, who loves money as much as his life, collapsed and cried. He begged with snot and tears: "Mr. Ye... please take practical actions for the sake of repentance."
Given the opportunity to atone for my sins, I am willing 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 be wise 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 twenty years. I am willing to compensate him for twenty years of income based on the highest income among professional managers in Hong Kong!"
Ye Chen laughed out loud when he heard this: "Oh, Mr. Liu, you are really good at calculating accounts. The highest income of professional managers in Hong Kong cannot exceed one or two hundred million Hong Kong dollars a year. In the past twenty years, you have only earned four
Five billion Hong Kong dollars is over. You just said two billion US dollars in twenty years, and now it’s less than one billion US dollars. You’re still reporting less and less, right?”
Liu Jiahui was so frightened that he trembled and said quickly: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant, Mr. Ye. I am willing to kneel on your father's grave for three days and three nights, and give you two billion US dollars over twenty years!"
Ye Chen looked at him, smiled playfully, and deliberately frightened him: "I'll make a price, 20 billion US dollars in ten years. If you agree, we will continue the conversation. If you don't agree, there is no need to talk!"
This chapter has been completed!