When Ye Tian saw the face of the visitor, he suddenly had a realization in his heart. He was no stranger to this person. When he went to Hong Kong some time ago, many financial magazines had him on the cover.
Song Zhijian, a super tycoon in Hong Kong's financial circle, has joined forces with Li Chaoren and other Chinese tycoons in recent years to make many business acquisitions that shocked the world. He is also the fastest-rising super rich man in Hong Kong.
However, for Ye Tian, these experiences have nothing to do with him. What Ye Tian values more is Song Zhijian's other identity, that is, the identity of the eldest son of the Song family.
In other words, the person standing in front of Ye Tian is his uncle. Of course, Ye Tian will never admit this. He has never even met his own mother, let alone this uncle.
"Ye Tian, I am..."
"Are you Mr. Song Zhijian? I know the super rich man in Hong Kong."
Before Ye Tian could wait for Song Zhijian to say his name, he waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "Mr. Song, I still have something to do. If you have anything to say, just tell me!"
"Ye Tian, you are a guest when you come to your door. Why don't you let us come in and sit down?"
Song Zhijian has been prosperous in Hong Kong Island in recent years. He has never been interrupted before he spoke like today. He couldn't help but show a trace of anger in his eyes. However, thinking of his father's words, he could not help but remove the trace of anger in his eyes.
Dissatisfaction masks the past.
Ye Tianqi smiled, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, anyone can enter the Ye family's gate, but not the Song family!"
Ye Tian didn't know why Song Zhijian came to him, and he didn't want to know. There was no need to save any face for the man in front of him. As for Song Zhijian's status as a Hong Kong rich man, it was even more ridiculous in Ye Tian's eyes.
As soon as Ye Tian said these words, the expressions of Song Zhijian and the few people following him suddenly changed. They did not expect that Ye Tian's words were so sharp and devoid of any emotion.
A young man in his mid-twenties took a step forward and scolded: "Ye Tian, how can you talk? My dad is your uncle no matter what, do you treat your elders like this?"
The young man was Song Liangdong, Song Zhijian's eldest son. When he was a teenager, Song Zhijian was sent to the United States to study. He was very close to his aunt, so he knew Ye Tian's affairs very well.
Ye Tian showed a trace of confusion on his face and said: "Elder? Whose elder is your father? My uncle's family has long been dead, and yet another uncle appears from nowhere. Please, don't joke with me.
"
Although Ye Tian is considered to have received a higher education, he was born in a rural area and his ability to bully people is far beyond the reach of these young men who grew up in an environment of fine clothing and fine food.
After saying these words without any curse words, the suppressed young man's face suddenly turned red. Even Song Zhijian's face showed anger. He had never seen such a young man with no family education.
However, Song Zhijian didn't want to think about it. Ye Tian had no contact with the Song family in the first place, and his ancestors still had deep grudges. Ye Tian didn't point his nose at them when he heard their names, which already gave him enough face.
"Boy, you...who are you scolding? Are you looking for a beating?"
Hearing Ye Tian go around in a circle and scolding everyone in the Song family, Song Liangdong couldn't bear it any longer, took a step forward and waved his fist at Ye Tian.
Although Song Liangdong's name has the word "good" in it, he is definitely not a kind person. He is also known as a playboy in Hong Kong Island. He has restrained himself slightly after getting involved in the family business in the past few years.
"Huh? Want to do something?"
Ye Tian raised his right hand and grabbed Song Liangdong's wrist tightly. He narrowed his eyes and exerted slight force on his hand. A sharp pain came from his right wrist, and Song Liangdong suddenly shouted loudly.
"Let go of Liangdong, let go of Mr. Song!"
Song Zhijian and several people behind him shouted at the same time. The three young men in black suits quickly took a step forward and surrounded Ye Tian faintly in the middle.
Song Zhijian did not stop the actions of the bodyguards. In his opinion, Ye Tian really needed to be disciplined. The young man would only understand the truth after suffering some losses.
"The Song family has such a good upbringing, yet they dare to take action when they come looking for trouble. Do you really think that this whole world belongs to your Song family?"
Ye Tian sneered, looked at these bodyguard-looking people, let go of Song Liangdong, waved to the distance, and shouted: "There are more people, right? Malakai, come here!"
As soon as Ye Tian finished speaking, four foreigners who had been standing at the entrance of the alley, craning their heads and making noise, suddenly ran over. The leader bowed slightly to Ye Tian and said in English: "Mr. Ye, are they?
Looking for trouble with you?"
When Ye Tian went to Changbai Mountain before, he didn't say hello to Malakai and the others at all. However, these brothers were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. When they came here to stay early this morning, they found Ye Tian.
Just ecstatic.
If they hadn't seen someone talking to Ye Tian, they would have ran over long ago. Now that they saw the other person actually taking action, Malakai and the others consciously performed their duties as bodyguards.
"Yes, they are looking for trouble for me."
Ye Tian smiled and nodded, and said: "I suspect they want to kidnap me. Malakai, I think you can send a few of them to the police station. Maybe the police station will award you a foreign diplomat."
Where’s the citizen’s medal of honor?”
Ye Tian was also exhausted. He knew that if Song Zhijian was taken to the police station, it would be like a slap in the face of the Song family, and the beating would make them unable to tell the story of their suffering.
Because this matter was done by a foreigner, and the reason was very good, Song Zhijian could not do anything to Malakai and others. As for Ye Tian himself, he was not afraid of their revenge.
"We're not kidnapping, don't mess around!"
Song Zhijian and his son were both proficient in English and could clearly hear the conversation between Ye Tian and Malakai. Their faces suddenly changed color. It would be a big joke if they were really sent to the police station.
"Oh, gentlemen, I think you can go to the police station if you have anything to say!"
People like Malakai don't care what Song Zhijian is saying. It's rare for them to fulfill their duties as bodyguards. Of course, they must perform well in front of Ye Tian.
The men in black led by Song Zhijian are all retired from the Hong Kong Flying Tigers. They are also the favorite bodyguards of the rich in Hong Kong.
However, these people are usually very impressive when they are around, but when they meet the world's top mercenaries like Malakai, they are simply not enough.
After hearing Ye Tian's order, Malakai and others gathered around him and controlled the black bodyguards in a matter of seconds, leaving only one person who looked at Song Zhijian and his son unkindly.
Ye Tian glanced at Song Zhijian and his son, closed the courtyard door, and walked away, saying: "Malakai, I leave it to you, I have to leave beforehand!"
Seeing that Ye Tiantian really wanted to send them to the police station, Song Zhijian was furious, but he had to lower his head and shouted behind Ye Tian: "Ye Tian, I have something serious to talk to you about, Ye and Song
Although there are grievances in the family, I will always be your uncle, right?"
Song Zhijian didn't know how to come to see Ye Tian properly and why things developed to this point. This made him understand what his father said. His nephew was not a good person.
"uncle?"
Ye Tian's face turned cold, he turned around and looked at Song Zhijian coldly, and said: "I'm warning you again, I don't have an uncle. If you dare to pretend to be my elder again, be careful I won't be polite to you!"
Ye Tianneng could tell from Song Zhijian's appearance that he had a hooked nose, a high forehead, and a wide distance between his eyes, giving him a majestic appearance.
People like this are the kind who would rather let me betray the world than let the world betray my character. Family love is nothing in their hearts.
If he had been a loyal person, Ye Tian might have left him some face for the sake of his mother, but for Song Zhijian, he could see through his character at a glance, so naturally he would not have a good look.
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"Okay, even if Song made a mistake, Ye Tian, I didn't mean to come to the door with any ill intentions. You don't need to do this, right?"
Song Zhijian is the number one member of the Song family under Song Haotian. If he is really taken to the police station, it will be great fun. Although the Song family has always been aloof in the domestic political arena, there are not a few people who want to see their jokes.
After such a commotion, many people gathered around the courtyard to watch the fun. Ye Tian suddenly frowned, waved his hand and said: "Malakai, let them go, Mr. Song, you can go."
"Ye Tian, I really have something to talk to you about."
Seeing Malakai and others let go of his men, Song Zhijian quickly chased after him and said: "Ye Tian, don't worry, what I said is definitely beneficial to you, can you take some time to talk to me?
Talk?"
Years of ups and downs have made Song Zhijian's city complex. He adjusted his mentality in an instant, and now talks to Ye Tian with an attitude of equality and even humility.
"Something good for me?"
Ye Tian looked at Song Zhijian with some amusement. The look in his eyes actually made Song Zhijian, who was in his fifties, feel a little guilty. After more than ten seconds, Ye Tian said: "I still have something to do now. If you want to talk to me, just
Follow."
The snow clam oil in his hand cannot be stored for a long time. Ye Tian hurriedly sent it to several aunts. This stuff is of great benefit to the aunts and Zhou Xiaotian's mother to nourish their bodies.
Hearing Ye Tian's sigh of relief, Song Zhijian felt a sense of relief in his heart. He quickly winked at his son and told him not to be impulsive, and followed Ye Tian with a few people.
"As I said just now, the Song family is not welcome at the door of the Ye family. You guys should wait at the door!"
When he arrived at the door of the old house, Ye Tian stood still. The words that came out of his mouth made Song Zhijian and his son feel a fever on their faces, and they felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation in their hearts.
